Dear Mr. Shi

Back at the villa, the car stopped, Song Qinghuan still sat in the car, eyes closed.

"Huan'er, I'm home!" Shi Yuhan gently called her, and reached out to touch her hand.

It's okay if she doesn't touch it. Only after this touch did she find that her face was terribly hot.

"Huan'er, Song Qinghuan," Shi Yuhan pushed her, Song Qinghuan was not awake, just muttered: "Shi Yuhan, I feel uncomfortable!"

Shi Yuhan's eyes slid through a touch of suffocating distress: "You should have a fever, I will take you to the hospital!"

After speaking, he started the car again, quickly left, and headed for the hospital.

After a diagnosis in the hospital, the doctor concluded that Song Qinghuan’s sudden high fever was caused by both shock and cold. Although it was not a major problem, he needed medication and psychological treatment at the same time to recover quickly.

Shi Yuhan kept taking care of Song Qinghuan in the hospital.

When Song Qinghuan opened his eyes, he saw Shi Yuhan's look tired, beard and scum, holding her left finger where she was getting a drip, warming her hand with her own hand, for fear that the cold liquid would cool her.

"You're awake," his voice was still indifferent, but he could see that there was joy hidden, and he pressed his face to Song Qinghuan's.

Song Qinghuan closed her eyes again and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but her voice was too dry to speak.

After waking up, Shi Yuhan took her out of the hospital and hired a family doctor to take care of her. No matter how advanced the hospital ward is, there is always no good at home.

Two days later, Song Qinghuan's illness was almost healed, and Shi Yuhan kept waiting for her to ask about what happened in Jiaoyuan that day.

But Song Qinghuan seemed to have amnesia, asking nothing, saying nothing, and going back to the past.

Shi Yuhan didn't think that she could accept all this without asking her or telling her.

But he didn't want to say anything, no matter whether she accepted it or not, they couldn't separate.

He has made up his mind that unless he is dead, whether she wants to be with him or not, as long as he has a breath, he will not let her go.

At the intersection of City A and City S, there is a famous Hongcan winery, which is the property of Shi Guozheng.

The sudden arrival of Shi Yuhan made Shi Guozheng's heart tremble.

Among the Shi family's generation, what he feared most was Shi's protection from the cold, and the only thing he feared was Shi's protection from the cold. The Shi family's industry spread throughout Europe and Asia, and the head of the Shi family had always thought it would be Shi's protection from the cold.

However, Shi Yuhan married someone else and gave up Han Qianqian, which also meant that he gave up the right to inherit the Shi family and his status as the head of the Shi family.

This gave him hope.

Excluding Shi's protection from the cold, he felt that only he was qualified to take on the important responsibility of the man in charge of this Shi's family.

But who would have thought that Han Qianqian would choose Shi Annuo. Of course, he couldn't just watch as the position of the person in power slipped away from him.

So he did something. If he guessed right, Shi Yuhan came today just for what happened on the wedding day.

Shi Guozheng was so familiar with the wine that he poured red wine into the glass.

Shi Yuhan picked it up, took a sip, and curled his lips with a smile: "It really is a good wine, it's no wonder that Hongkan Winery is quite famous."

Shi Guozheng also picked up the wine glass, but his hands trembled uncontrollably under Shi Yuhan's cold eyes.

Accidentally, the glass overturned and the red wine poured on his yellow pants, fainting a large red stain.

Shi Yuhan's eyes contained sarcasm, and he teased: "Guozheng, you have always been so courageous and well-strategic. You can plan Anno's wedding so perfectly, how can you not even hold your cups stable right now, huh? "