Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 576 - 576 576 Thrilling just a second away

?Chapter 576: 576, Thrilling, just a second away Chapter 576: 576, Thrilling, just a second away Song Qinghuan looked at Li Chengyun, his face stern and cold, and the iciness radiating from him, which was daunting enough to make swallowing difficult.

She turned to leave, then had a second thought and spun back asking, “How is the injured person doing?”

Li Chengyun glanced at her, “His injuries are not too severe, he’s had skin graft surgery and will gradually recover.”

Upon hearing this, Song Qinghuan smiled in relief, “Please thank him for me!”

After Li Chengyun nodded, she didn’t linger further and went upstairs to rest.

Once she laid in bed, she found it hard to fall asleep. When she finally did, she was suddenly awakened. Seeing that it was just past three in the morning, she forced herself back to sleep.

By the time Shi Yuhuan arrived, it was late at night, yet the entire Li Mansion was brightly lit.

Li Chengyun hadn’t retired for the night and was waiting for him. He shared with Shi Yuhuan a rough sketch of what had happened to Song Qinghuan before her flight.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuhuan’s strikingly handsome face remained stoic, his icy gaze remarkably steady.

Without a word, he asked Li Chengyun where Song Qinghuan was and then proceeded upstairs to find her.

He stood at the doorway for a long while before entering. Song Qinghuan was still asleep, deeply asleep.

He climbed into the bed, cradling Song Qinghuan in his arms, pecking kisses on her face, his gaze holding a hint of pain.

What Li Chengyun had just told him made him shudder at the thought. If Song Qinghuan hadn’t dodged…

The consequences… he didn’t want to envision.

In the afternoon, Song Qinghuan exited the hotel, luggage in tow.

Suddenly, from behind her, someone called out her name. She reflexively turned around, only to see a stream of yellow liquid being mercilessly thrown at her.

“Ah…” A piercing scream broke the silence. She froze in fear, unable to react.

Fortunately, Li Chengyun had come to the hotel to look for her and noticed everything. Seeing someone rushing towards Song Qinghuan with the liquid, he immediately ordered his subordinate to intervene.

His other subordinate, Achong, quickly ran up, whisking Song Qinghuan away from the danger, taking the brunt of the liquid on his back in the process.

Achong’s back was quickly corroded by the liquid and he cried out in pain.

Song Qinghuan was deeply shocked by the incident and fainted on the spot. When she woke up, she was already at the Li Mansion.

“Shi Yuhuan,” she murmured, half-asleep, half-awake, “You’re here!”

Her bright eyes, reflecting the happiness of having survived a disaster, smiled at him.

“Hmm,” he responded softly, a word carrying his infinite tenderness and love, as he leaned over to kiss her lips.

Fervently, their lips intertwined, his tongue curled in her mouth. An indescribable throbbing coursed through her body, as Song Qinghuan gently reciprocated.

Shi Yuhuan’s gaze was full of dark desire.

His kisses were greedy and urgent, never feeling enough. His burning hand slid under her clothes.

Suddenly remembering something, the docile Song Qinghuan began to push him away, “Stop, I’m in pain.”

She was now pregnant and it was best to avoid strenuous movements during the first three months of pregnancy, which could impact the fetus.

Based on the way things were going, Shi Yuhuan certainly wouldn’t stop at just kissing.

“Where does it hurt?” Shi Yuhuan gently rubbed her face, asking softly.

“I don’t know, but it hurts.” This was just an excuse Song Qinghuan made up on the spot to deter him from proceeding further.