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Chapter 619 - 619 619 cohabitation thinking crookedly

?Chapter 619: 619, cohabitation, thinking crookedly Chapter 619: 619, cohabitation, thinking crookedly The lawyer glanced at Han Yinqian, then at the direction where Han Qianqian had gone.

He heaved a sigh, then rose to gather his papers, saying that he would find another time to deal with the will before leaving.

Afterwards, the members of the Shi Family and the Han Family left one by one.

Li Yu looked at her son, seemingly wanting to ask him to leave with her, but Han Yinqian asked her to go first.

Before leaving, Li Yu took a deep breath, “Yinqian, Qianqian is still a little girl, don’t take it to heart.”

Noticing that almost everyone had left, Shi Yuhuan, however, remained seated, staring at Han Yinqian with a profound gaze, exhibiting no intention of leaving.

Song Qinghuan exhaled a breath, tugged at Shi Yuhuan’s sleeve, and gestured for him to leave.

Han Yinqian looked at Song Qinghuan and smiled mischievously, “Your woman?”

Song Qinghuan was slightly startled, blinked her eyes, and then realized that Han Yinqian was speaking with Shi Yuhuan, from their interaction it seemed that they had known each other before.

Well, it wasn’t strange for the Shi and Han families, being long-acquainted, to be aware of each other’s existence. However, Shi Yuhuan’s next comment made Song Qinghuan stifle a gasp.

Shi Yuhuan said, “You never told me that you were Uncle Han’s son.”

Han Yinqian smiled, “You never told me either that you’re the grandson of the old master of the Shi family.”

Shi Yuhuan responded indifferently, “It seems my brother wants to marry your sister.”

A bright smile appeared on Han Yinqian’s face, and he touched his chin devilishly, “But if I remember right, the eldest son was supposed to be her fiancé. The will also just now mentioned you… It seems she’s been dumped. Shouldn’t I celebrate this?”

Once finished, he focused his gaze on Song Qinghuan, a victorious expression on his face, “Shall we go together?”

Song Qinghuan declined, feeling a bit embarrassed, “No, thanks. I’m pregnant; it’s not suitable for me to drink.”

Han Yinqian hooked his lips in a charming smile, “A shotgun wedding?”

Shi Yuhuan remained aloof, ignoring his jests, and asked coldly, “Where’s Mu Ye?”

“Of course, he’s at his hospital,” Han Yinqian replied, sounding a bit hurt, “Why don’t you ever ask me? I’ve always thought that our relationship was closer than that with Mu Ye.”

“There’s no reason to ask about someone who isn’t here,” Shi Yuhuan replied, his face expressionless.

This made Song Qinghuan wonder whether Han Yinqian was a friend or a foe to Shi Yuhuan.

“Heartless,” Han Yinqian smirked devilishly again, “So, it’s fitting to say, ‘I look forward to learning from you in the future, China’s best roommate.'”
Roommate! My God, Song Qinghuan was extremely surprised. So Han Yinqian was Shi Yuhuan’s roommate. Were they study mates or roommates who lived together?

Oh, the phrase “living together” caused Song Qinghuan’s mind to go astray. She blamed Shi Mu and Si Chen for turning her into a fujoshi (female lover of boy’s love).

Shi Yuhuan didn’t respond to him, his fingers drumming rhythmically at his side.

Han Yinqian turned to Song Qinghuan again, “Facing someone every day who reads ten lines at a glance and never forgets, like a living dictionary, won’t you feel depressed?”

“What? A living dictionary?” Song Qinghuan was confused. Just as she was about to ask for clarity, Shi Yuhuan, with his arm around her shoulder, got up and disregarded Han Yinqian who was lounging on the opposite side.

“The weather suddenly worsened. The sky quickly gathered densely packed, mysterious dark clouds. It looks like a storm is brewing.” Han Yinqian lounged back and laughed demonically.

Though his words seemed about the weather, they were indeed laden with hidden implications.