Dear Mr. Shi Novel Chapter 304 - 304 304 Phone Reject

??Chapter 304: 304, Phone, Reject

Chapter 304: 304, Phone, Reject

Shi Yuhuan’s ssage was just one word: “Oh!”

Pff! Song Qinghuan’s red face flushed even more at the unexpected answer, “Oh? What does this an?”

What kind of crappy response is that!

With a “snap,” Song Qinghuan flipped her phone over onto her lap with the intention of ignoring it.

But then her phone “dinged,” suddenly lighting up again.

She told herself to ignore it, but she couldn’t help herself. Her delicate, slender fingers flipped the phone back over and unlocked it.

“Oh!” The ssage was exactly the sa as the previous one. The sa single-word response, with no changes whatsoever.

Song Qinghuan could almost imagine if he said this aloud, the tone would be exactly the sa.

Song Qinghuan gave a “humph” and, sowhat angrily and annoyed, ran her hands through her hair and gave her phone an impatient glare.

She locked her phone and put it directly into her bag.

At first, she wondered whether she should take out her phone again and ask him what that “Oh” ant.

What was this indecisive word trying to express at the mont?

But in the end, she got distracted by other things.

The bus kept moving forward, passing a twisty mountainous road. And the bumpy ride made Song Qinghuan, who was already feeling a bit carsick, even more disoriented, and her face turned white. Apart from discomfort, she felt nothing else.

Li Wei, however, was completely fine. He patted her back: “Qinghuan, you okay?”

Song Qinghuan shook her head to indicate she was fine. But after enduring it for another ten minutes, she couldn’t take it anymore. After a harsh bump, she quickly grabbed a bag and began to throw up.

She hadn’t eaten anything in the morning, so she couldn’t really throw up anything but gastric acid.

After a while, probably because she was too exhausted, Song Qinghuan leaned on Li Wei’s shoulder and dozed off for a bit.

When they got off the bus, Song Qinghuan looked visibly worn out, her steps unsteady.

Li Wei stretched out his arm to support her: “How do you feel? Any better?”

“Much better. That bus ride was terrible, it was like torture.” As Song Qinghuan said this, she looked around.

This small county seems quite prosperous, not much different from a city. The houses looked very new, and there were shops, hotels, and malls. The living conditions seed to be on par with those in a big city.

The two of them took a taxi to their reserved hotel. As soon as they arrived, Song Qinghuan collapsed onto the bed. Her phone in her bag buzzed, the call display read “Emperor”.

Rembering Shi Yuhuan’s incomprehensible “Oh,” Song Qinghuan, sowhat angrily, swiped across the screen to reject the call.

Another call ca, but Song Qinghuan, still slightly fearful of Shi Yuhuan’s authority, didn’t dare to reject it again. Instead, she turned her phone to silent, put it next to the bed, and instantly fell asleep.

She slept all afternoon. When she woke up in the evening to eat, there were more than ten missed calls from Shi Yuhuan.

Song Qinghuan suddenly laughed. With a prankish mind, she flopped back onto the bed and fell asleep again. Shi Yuhuan didn’t call again.

On one hand, she didn’t pick up when he called. On the other hand, when he didn’t call, she felt discomfort thinking about why he didn’t call again. As expected, n really are impatient creatures!