Dear Mr. Shi

Unable to hear the expected voice, Li Chengyu's handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Today's time is obviously not right to keep out the cold.

What happened to make him suddenly feel good, and he forgave Si Chen, and he came to attend Si Chen's birthday party?

Suddenly, a delicate little face flashed in his mind.

Song Qinghuan? Shi Yuhan's change, saying that it will not be because of him, seems a bit unbelievable.

"Brother!" Shi Annuo and Li Qianze sat over. Except for Li Chengyu, only the two of them dared to speak forward, and the others did not dare to provoke Shi to keep away from the cold.

Si Chen didn't dare to move forward either, but his gaze would always pass through everyone from time to time, reflecting on Shi Yuhan.

I don't want Yuhan to wish a happy birthday, he is very satisfied to come.

But he still wanted to go forward and say thank you to Shi Yuhan. Shi Yuhan's phone rang suddenly. Song Qinghuan called him and asked him where he was now.

Shi Yuhan didn't tell her that he was there, but went back immediately. After hanging up the phone, he got up and said, "You continue, I will take a step first."

Li Chengxiexie hooked his lips and asked faintly, "Isn't it, you really enjoy your married life?"

Shi Yuhan glanced at him indifferently, said nothing, and walked away directly.

After seeing this scene, Si Chen felt that today's good mood disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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When Song Qinghuan returned home, she found that Yuhan hadn't come back yet, and the lights in the back villa hadn't turned on. She didn't want to go back to the front villa and didn't want to be alone with Jin Lin, but she didn't have the key to the back villa.

No matter how unwilling, I still go in.

After calling Shi Yuhan and knowing that he would be back soon, Song Qinghuan hummed a little song happily to the kitchen, preparing to make some supper and take it to the back villa to eat.

Put the fried spaghetti in the basin, and just turned around to take it out, she saw Jin Lin standing at the door of the kitchen.

She was startled: "Why are you standing behind and scary all of a sudden."

Jin Lin sneered: "I was so scared, what a bad thing!"

Song Qinghuan couldn't stand her cynicism, couldn't raise a smile, and said displeasedly: "Please, don't you know that it's scary to stand silently behind people at night?"

Jin Lin mocked her lips and curled her lips: "Oh, when Yuhan is not at home, you don't want to pretend, don't you dislike it in the morning, and greet me with a smile?"

Song Qinghuan frowned and said in dissatisfaction: "It means that I am polite to you. It is indeed because of Shi Yuhan's face, because you are his aunt, but it does not mean that I can bear all your grievances and unreasonable scolding. I bear it. You have been for a long time. How about Shi Yuhan and I? That’s our business. You are just Shi Yuhan’s aunt, so why do you always scream at me!"

She wanted to leave, and when she passed by, Jin Lin slapped her pasta in her hand and slammed it to the ground.

The bowl shattered with a ‘pop’ and the pasta was dried all over the floor.

Jin Lin coldly reprimanded: "I am Shi Yuhan's aunt, this identity is enough to give you three and four drinks, no mother-in-law to discipline you, my aunt should be good to discipline you and let you know How to be the daughter-in-law of the Shi family."

Song Qinghuan looked at the ground, the fruits of his work that had been thrown to the ground, her eyes were full of shock and inconceivability.

She bit her lips tightly, turned around and raised her eyes, looking at Jin Lin.