novelblue
Chapter 614 - 614 614 are you planning to murder your own husband
Chapter 614 - 614 614 are you planning to murder your own husband
?Chapter 614: 614, are you planning to murder your own husband? Chapter 614: 614, are you planning to murder your own husband? Shi Yuhuan feigned a mournful look, saying to Song Qinghuan in a pitiful tone, “Huanhuan, are you trying to murder your own husband?”
Song Qinghuan was furious, showing no pity, as she knew how light yet ruthless his punch was.
She smirked, “It’s already nice of me to not kill you after crippling you!”
Speaking that, she lifted her leg to strike at Shi Yuhuan’s lower body.
Shi Yuhuan quickly dodged, “Would you really do it?”
Fearing she’d kick herself instead and fall down, he gripped her shoulder.
Song Qinghuan used her palm to fend off his shoulder: “Want to try and see if I would do it?”
Shi Yuhuan squinted, grinning innocently, “If you really want to give up our sexual bliss for the rest of your life, then I have nothing to say.”
Song Qinghuan gritted her teeth in anger, “Stop being so smug.”
Shi Yuhuan curled his lip into a smirk, stole a kiss from her, “I know you wouldn’t.”
Song Qinghuan, being spoiled by Shi Yuhuan, now had the audacity to say, “Who said that, there are plenty of men in this world, if you can’t perform anymore, I won’t hesitate to divorce you and find someone else!”
His eyes narrowed dangerously, Shi Yuhuan pulled her into his arms, his voice loaded with authority and warning, “You dare say everything, say that one more time!”
She was inherently timid; her occasional arrogance was just bravado.
Now clearly sensing danger from Shi Yuhuan, Song Qinghuan dared not say another word.
“…” She remained silent, pried open Shi Yuhuan’s hand, turned around, and went to the bedroom for a nap.
At this moment, Shi Yuhuan did not stop her, or follow her.
Song Qinghuan didn’t wake until dinner. When she walked down to the living room, Shi Yuhuan was bringing dishes out of the kitchen.
Seeing her come down, he welcomed her with a gentle smile, “You’re up, just in time to eat, come.”
Song Qinghuan rubbed her eyes, her face showing little expression, as she was woken up by hunger, naturally, she was going downstairs to eat.
Without saying a word, she sat down across from Shi Yuhuan.
Shi Yuhuan, dressed casually, with sleeves rolled high, exposing strong, muscular arms, served soup and rice to Song Qinghuan.
Throughout the entire dinner, Shi Yuhuan gave Song Qinghuan a feeling of being very attentive.
She held the chopsticks to her lips and looked at the food Shi Yuhuan put in her bowl, as if in deep thought.
After a while, she looked at Shi Yuhuan, her gaze unwavering, “Do you have something to say to me?”
Seeing this, Shi Yuhuan added a bit more food to Song Qinghuan’s bowl, “If there’s something, lets talk after we eat.”
Song Qinghuan put down her chopsticks and pushed her bowl and chopsticks a little away, looking expressionless at Shi Yuhuan, “Talk first.”
Shi Yuhuan also put down his chopsticks, leisurely leaning back into his chair and looking at Song Qinghuan.
He smiled slightly, “I’ve got someone to book our plane tickets, we’re going to Europe the day after tomorrow.”
Upon hearing these words, Song Qinghuan’s immediate thought was: I knew it!
This domineering man had everything planned in advance. What he called asking whether she wanted to go abroad, wasn’t a question at all, but more of a demand, forcing her to go abroad without even considering if she was willing— he would decisively do so.
Dominant, arrogant, always like this.
Song Qinghuan felt that her calm emotions over these few days were on the brink of eruption again.
Feeling vaguely uneasy, she drew in a breath, and asked, “Shi Yuhuan, don’t you have to work?”