Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan was stunned in place, and it took a long time to recover.

She was stunned, her eyes kept out of the cold when she looked at it incredibly, and she was completely speechless in shock.

"Song Qinghuan, my time is limited," Shi Yuhan's indifferent and cold voice sounded again, so impatient and disgusting.

Song Qinghuan's eyes trembled, and her small face became paler, feeling a little suffocated in her heart.

She thought she was just arguing with Shi Yuhan, but things didn't seem to be the case. Shi Yuhan's strong indifference made her confused, and she was completely confused about what had happened.

Is it because of the regulations? At first she thought it should be, but now she thinks it is not because of the regulations.

But why does it change so much when it keeps out of the cold?

In her clear water-like eyes, there were deep and shallow injuries. When she looked at it, Yuhan asked silently: "What's the matter with you? Is there no time to say a word to me?"

Shi Yuhan looked at her blankly: "Now, I'm not listening to you."

Song Qinghuan's eyes trembled, he closed his eyes and bit his lip, and then said softly: "My brother came to see me today. He said that you called the police to arrest my mother, and he would sue her and put her in jail for the rest of her life. There is a mistake, but it will not allow her to spend her whole life in prison. What's more, I have a little brother who is only a few years old. If my mother is in prison...my little brother will not be taken care of."

"Is there anyone taking care of your little brother, what does it have to do with me?" Shi Yuhanxue's voice sounded with a hint of irony.

A touch of panic, like a shipwreck, came roaring and drowned her in an instant. She wondered if we were wrong.

She murmured for a while before she found her voice again: "Although my mother is wrong, she is my mother after all. I don't want her to spend her life in prison. Can you let her go?"

A cold sneer slipped over the corner of his mouth, when Yuhan said softly: "Song Qinghuan, who do you think you are? Do you think it is for you that I will let them spend the rest of their lives in prison? Song Qinghuan, you too I really value myself!"

The world is suddenly quiet, and the night is terribly lonely and lonely.

Song Qinghuan trembled, raising her eyes to look at Shi Yuhan in shock, but Shi Yuhan's eyes were cold and alienated.

She subconsciously whispered in a mute voice: "Time protects against the cold."

Shi Yuhan's deep gaze trembled slightly.

He moved away, hung slightly, concealing everything, then raised his fingers again and gently rubbed his eyebrows, as if very distressed.

After a while, he raised his eyes and looked at Song Qinghuan, his magnetic voice seemed ironic but not ironic: "What? There is a problem? I was wrong."

Song Qinghuan was confused: "You, you said that as long as I am willing, I can be your wife for the rest of my life."

Shi Yuhan curled his lips and shrugged his shoulders: "Yes, I said it, it will not change now, as long as you want you to be my wife for the rest of your life, divorce and marriage is a very troublesome thing, and I hate trouble."

The heart, as if being pulled, began to faintly tear and pain. When she opened her eyes to keep out the cold, her water eyes were suffocatingly confused, her red lips opened and she wanted to say something, but she found that she said nothing. come out.

Shi Yuhan looked at him, smiled evilly, and looked at her charmingly: "Song Qinghuan, you don't think that I let you be my wife, that is, I like you, fall in love with you, I remember that time , I told you very bluntly."