??Chapter 47: Two words, done
Chapter 47: Two words, done
Song Qinghuan’s mouth twitched subtly.
She picked up her chopsticks once more, pushing around her rice with an occasional nibble.
Upon seeing Shi Yuhuan place his chopsticks down and elegantly wiping his mouth with a napkin, Song Qinghuan hastily did the sa. Looking at Shi Yuhuan, she asked with a mixture of nervousness and worry, “What should I do?”
Shi Yuhuan slightly raised an eyebrow, “Hmm?”
It was as though he was asking her, what should you do about what?
His expression was mysteriously impassive. For a mont, Song Qinghuan couldn’t tell whether he genuinely had no idea or was pretending not to understand.
She sat up a tad straighter, repeating her previous statent, “I offended an important client at the company today. I wanted to ask you, will I get sacked tomorrow?”
Shi Yuhuan rested his hand on his chin and slowly said, “Contract!”
“Huh? What about the contract?” Song Qinghuan queried, clearly confused.
Wait a minute, Song Qinghuan realized belatedly. The contract she and Shi Yuhuan had signed guaranteed her position at Tis Group. So, it ant…
“I see!!” Song Qinghuan cursed herself for her lack of foresight, having wasted ti cooking him dinner.
All the shocking events of today had scared her witless, which was why she had been so off kilter, unable to think of anything.
Regardless, she was in a good mood now and chose not to pick fights with him over trivial matters.
Seeing Shi Yuhuan about to leave, Song Qinghuan stuck her tongue out behind his retreating figure, then got up to clean the dishes.
But as soon as the kitchen light was turned on, it flickered twice and then died out.
Instantly, Song Qinghuan turned around, calling out to Shi Yuhuan who was about to step out, “Hey, the light in the kitchen is out, and the dishes are not washed yet!”
Normally, she could have left the dishes unwashed for the ti being, or left them for Auntie He tomorrow, and at the sa ti inform her about the broken light to arrange for a repair.
But she simply couldn’t stand Shi Yuhuan’s Emperor-like deanor, who seed to be loath to lift even a finger. She just wanted to give him a hard ti.
Shi Yuhuan halted his steps and looked back at her.
When he turned away from her once more, Song Qinghuan assud he was going to ignore her and leave. But instead, Shi Yuhuan stood still for two seconds before abruptly turning on his heels towards the kitchen.
“Sorry for the trouble,” Song Qinghuan, once bitten, was now quite clear on how to deal with Shi Yuhuan.
Even if she hated him, disliked him, wanted to curse him, and beat him up, she knew better than to offend him openly.
She certainly didn’t want to taste that so-called ‘Aphrodisiac’ coffee again. Just the lingering thought of its flavor made her shudder in fear…
What a cold-hearted man he was, to co up with such perverted tactics; truly cruel indeed.
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