??Chapter 330: 330, everything that cos with a beginner, is given to you”.
Chapter 330: 330, everything that cos with a beginner, is given to you”.
Song Qinghuan watched the scene intently, her mind a whirl of complex thoughts, continuously speculating about the relationship between Shi Yuhuan and this woman.
The more she listened, the more confused she beca, unable to grasp the situation.
Upon hearing Shi Yuhuan call the woman “aunt,” the tension in Song Qinghuan’s heart suddenly relaxed a bit.
At the sa ti, she was deeply shocked.
The way she saw it, the woman who looked even younger than Shi Yuhuan, she had never expected, turned out to be Shi Yuhuan’s aunt.
This was simply too unbelievable.
“Auntie? So, she’s your auntie!” Song Qinghuan murmured to herself, inadvertently speaking aloud.
Shi Yuhuan cast a cool glance at her: “What else would she be? What were you expecting?”
“I wasn’t expecting anything!” Song Qinghuan walked over to Shi Yuhuan, her long eyelashes quivering as she gently bit her red lips, a little nervously.
Feeling sowhat uneasy and conscious-stricken, it was her fault for assuming, that this woman might have been Shi Yuhuan’s ex-girlfriend, or perhaps a close female acquaintance.
“You’re projecting your thinking on !” Shi Yuhuan’s voice, low and harsh, rolled over her like a crushing wave.
Looking at his cold and handso face, eting his profound gaze, Song Qinghuan swallowed nervously, “What are you to
anyway, I’ve given you all my innocence…”
Her voice trailed off, fearing his intimidating aura, those words were more for her own reassurance than anything else.
Shi Yuhuan’s face, sculpted and cold, exuding an aura of a natural-born leader, but sohow softened, stared quietly at Song Qinghuan, while Song Qinghuan, shyly biting her lip, looked up at him with a hint of defiance!
The scene, both intimate and affectionate, looked like a beautiful mural.
Shi Yuhuan’s aunt stared at the scene in shock, her eyes squinting sternly and indifferently.
She called out in annoyance: “Enough! I did not co here to watch you two flirt.”
Song Qinghuan’s face flushed instantly: “Who is flirting with him? We’re clearly arguing, that little…”
Seemingly knowing that Song Qinghuan was about to call her aunt, the woman laughed sarcastically, interrupting Song Qinghuan’s words: “My na is Jin Lin!”
Song Qinghuan responded politely: “My na is Song Qinghuan.”
Jin Lin gave a cold smirk, her calm eyes revealing an icy contempt.
She stared at Song Qinghuan, intimidatingly saying: “I’m not interested in knowing your na, and I don’t want to know how you ended up with Shi Yuhuan, but if you really love him, then you should leave him now, for his own good and yours.”
“You can leave now!” Shi Yuhuan coldly looked at her, radiating an aura that was commanding and intimidating.
“Shi Yuhuan!” Jin Lin’s face turned pale as she shouted.
Shi Yuhuan’s lips, thin and icy, gently pressed into a line. After a long mont, he finally spoke: “Go back to your Courbevoie, or I’ll send you back to Lille.”
Courbevoie is one of the most prosperous and affluent cities in France, while Lille is one of the poorest.
Jin Lin’s pupils suddenly trembled, her composure shaken: “I am your aunt.”
“If you weren’t my aunt, I wouldn’t have moved you from Lille to Courbevoie. The child needs the best doctor and a large sum of dical expenses. Unless you want him to die, stay in Courbevoie.” He spoke indifferently, his words cutting like ice.
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