Chapter 891: 891, maybe you’re just used to it 3 Chapter 891: 891, maybe you’re just used to it 3 Han Qianqian’s lips curled into a sad smile, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m only speaking the truth, so why can’t I say it? Oh, I rember now, I just added one more sentence, that you said you only loved ! What now? Have you fallen in love with her, so you love two people now?”
Shi Annuo said angrily, “Han Qianqian, I thought you had grown up after this ti, but you haven’t. I’ve only realized today that you’re still the sa as before!”
Han Qianqian grew even angrier, “Shi Annuo, are you looking down on now? You think that woman is better? It seems her tactics are really powerful, so quick to subdue you, Shi Annuo.”
Shi Annuo let out a breath, looked at her, and said in a low voice, “Qianqian, don’t use your little scheming to guess the thoughts of others, especially Wen Zhaozhao. She’s not the person you think she is. You live in the Han Family, a place filled with nothing but sches and fights, but she’s different. So don’t assu everyone has an ulterior motive behind everything they say.”
His voice was not loud, but it carried a weight. Han Qianqian didn’t dare to make a sound, though she felt defiant and scoffed.
Looking at her expression, Shi Annuo’s face softened a bit, “Whether we can be together or not, I still hope you can lead a good life.”
Han Qianqian said scornfully, “After all is said and done, it’s just that you’ve changed your heart, Shi Annuo. You’ve changed; you have Wen Zhaozhao, so you don’t love . Don’t you rember you once said you only loved ?”
Shi Annuo replied, “Qianqian, don’t forget that back then I begged you, I knelt down and begged you, but your answer… I don’t think there’s need to say more. In truth, the problems have always been just between the two of us, and they have nothing to do with Zhaozhao. Even if Wen Zhaozhao didn’t exist, I would not get back together with you.”
After saying this, he turned and walked out, then slamd the door heavily behind him.
The door slamd with a “bang,” a loud noise that startled Han Qianqian, making her heart thump heavily, almost leaping out of her chest as if it had already jumped into an abyss.
She couldn’t help it and then shouted, “Shi Annuo, I know I did you wrong back then, but I really couldn’t help it at that ti. I wanted to trust you, and I wanted to protect you. Why can’t you give a chance? Why can’t you see my good side now? I told you I made you a sobering soup, do you know… this is the first ti I’ve cooked, do you know…”
As she spoke, her voice grew smaller and smaller. Her eyes turned red in an instant, with tears swirling in them, yet she kept holding them back from falling. “If it were before, you would certainly have jumped for joy. Is there really nothing I can do to win you back? Annuo…”
At this mont, Han Qianqian felt a sorrow deeper than death itself, as if her heart had been stabbed, bleeding profusely.
Just then, the door suddenly opened. Thinking it was Shi Annuo, Han Qianqian looked up joyfully, only to be disappointed and burst into tears. Finally, she couldn’t hold back and started to cry softly, “Woo woo woo… Why?”
“Ah!!” Song Qinghuan sighed, approached her, and said gently, “Because, Han Qianqian, in truth, you never loved Annuo that much—you might have just liked having him around, that’s all.”
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