Dear Mr. Shi

The English-language financial newspaper was turned in Shi Yuhan's hands, and the metal-colored cufflinks exuded a charming light in the sun.

He raised his hand and supported his head lightly with a little laziness, his handsome eyebrows showed a cold aura that made people dare not look straight, and he continued to read the newspaper.

Everything that happened around seemed to have nothing to do with him, and Song Qinghuan didn't even glance at Song Qinghuan from the beginning.

Song Qinghuan was very hungry, touched the table with her little hand, touched a slice of bread, and started to eat.

She wouldn't want to eat at the same table with him unless he was so hungry.

Suddenly, Song Qinghuan was surprised and ate too quickly. She was choked by the bread she was swallowing.

She choked a few times, and she was far enough away from Shi Yuhan, but she still choked breadcrumbs on the newspaper he was reading.

Shi Yuhan finally raised his eyes to look at her, but the faint light in his eyes was cold and cold.

Song Qinghuan did not apologize, but after relieving his cough and choking, she also looked at him coldly.

The two confronted each other like this, passing by every second.

His gaze has not changed, but her gaze is getting dimmer, and the dangerous pressure in his gaze makes her breathless.

Finally unable to hold it, Song Qinghuan's long eyelashes dropped.

She got up suddenly, said nothing, took her bag and went to work.

What kind of person is this?

Wait, she seems to have a lot of questions to ask him, like his name? His profession? Even if they were married, it was fake. Why would he help her move privately? And he didn't say that he didn't live in this building, but he ran to her for breakfast early in the morning. What's the matter?

Anyway, it's just a bunch of broken problems.

Do you want to ask? But she really didn't want to talk to this man again.

Thinking of the look in his eyes, she felt that her heart had almost stopped beating when she reached the back!

Such bloodthirsty, cold, temperatureless eyes! But why, they have such gorgeous, handsome, and proud eyes!

It's really bad!

Who is he? ? Why does he sometimes give her the feeling that it is really not like a human being, after all, he is so much different from the "human" in her impression.

Tossing about last night, Song Qinghuan went to work today, especially lacking energy.

And because of the cold water, she seems to have a fever and cough.

Yu Yang looked at her sideways: "Qinghuan, what's the matter with you? I'm sluggish, didn't I have enough at noon, I have snacks!"

However, in one day of contact, Song Qinghuan can already figure out Yu Yang's little temperament, a typical rotten girl, loves snacks, loves gossip, but loves beautiful men, especially men.

Whenever I have time, I read Danmei manga and animation.