Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 713 - 713 When rivals in love meet jealousy is particularly

?Chapter 713: When rivals in love meet, jealousy is particularly intense. Chapter 713: When rivals in love meet, jealousy is particularly intense. Song Qinghuan pouted, choking out a sentence: “… It’s my fault, you’re injured, and I’m still mad at you…”

Shi Yuhuan’s breath caught in his throat, he looked down and kissed her lips: “Of course not, it’s my fault. I didn’t give you enough security, otherwise you wouldn’t be worrying about all sorts of things, right?”

He kissed her eyes and helped Song Qinghuan into bed: “It’s late, go to sleep.”

Song Qinghuan held his hand, pulling him down beside her: “I’m not sleepy, you sleep. You came from so far away, you must be tired. Sleep, I’ll watch you, I’ll wake you up when it’s time.”

Shi Yuhuan cracked a smile and closed his eyes.

Song Qinghuan’s voice, soft as a whisper, lingered in his ears like a gentle light: “Good night!To my wonderful husband who was apparently wealthy, but in reality owned nothing before he met me, and now owns the whole world after meeting me.”

Her warm words seemed to melt his heart.

Despite being extremely tired, Shi Yuhuan felt an overwhelming sense of happiness that made him not mind the exhaustion at all.

“Stay away from Si Jianan.” Suddenly, while falling asleep, he said.

Song Qinghuan paused, then kissed his cheek with a wry smile.

She had intended to spend the long yet fleeting night just watching Shi Yuhuan.

But she grew tired as she watched, her eyes grew heavy, her mind began to drift, and she unknowingly fell asleep.

He awoke exactly two hours later, right on cue – Shi Yuhuan’s body clock was frighteningly accurate.

He woke naturally at five o’clock, without any alarm.

Reluctantly, after a moment, he got up and left Qinghuan’s bedroom.

When he went into the living room for breakfast, he ran into Si Jianan.

Normally, Si Jianan wouldn’t be up so early, but if Shi Yuhuan wanted to meet him, he would, of course, find a way to wake him up.

Indeed, Si Jianan was awoken by the noise. He came downstairs to see Shi Yuhuan at the dining table. The butler respectfully served breakfast and called him “sir”.

And yet, she referred to Song Qinghuan as “Madam”.

So, there was no need for any introductions or explanations, Si Jianan could immediately identify Shi Yuhuan’s identity.

He could clearly understand that although Song Qinghuan had divorced, they had never fully separated.

Song Qinghuan’s beloved man, appeared more remarkable than he anticipated – handsome, dignified, cold, proud, and dauntingly imposing. It was no wonder that Song Qinghuan had said that she could not imagine anyone but him.

So, losing to such a man wasn’t humiliating, Si Jianan thought to himself bitterly.

His eyes dimmed as he suppressed his surging emotions and greeted Shi Yuhuan cordially: “Hello, Si Jianan.”

Shi Yuhuan didn’t move, just curled his lip slightly: “Hello, Shi Yuhuan, please sit.”

With all the air of a host, he flippantly invited Si Jianan to sit, yet his entire being exuded a chilly, oppressive aura.

The butler also served breakfast to Si Jianan.

But neither of them touched the food on their plates, choosing to deliberately stare at each other instead.

Indifferent gazes clashed in midair, seemingly peaceful but with an underlying thunderous tension. The electrified air between them crackled with an undercurrent of hostility.

At that moment, Xia Yang entered, coming to stand behind Shi Yuhuan: “Boss, everything’s ready.”