Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 44: 44, feeling guilty when you’ve done something wrong Chapter 44: 44, feeling guilty when you’ve done something wrong Zhao Jingnan admitted, he didn’t have the audacity to fire Song Qinghuan, after all, she was someone sent directly by the big boss.

Wang Yiling held back her anger, she took several deep breaths and grinded her teeth, saying: “Fine, we will talk tomorrow, you know how important prompt householder Tan is to us. Our deal is off, it’s done, you just figure it out!”

With that, she hung up the phone with a bang.

Song Qinghuan returned to the villa, utterly drained.

She didn’t turn on the light, her body succumbing to exhaustion as she collapsed on the couch.

She really wanted to just fall asleep there, after all, the villa had the heater on, and sleeping here wouldn’t make her cold. But her chest felt suffocating, extremely uncomfortable.

After lying there for a while, Qinghuan got up, opened the glass doors to the balcony, and leaned lazily against the European-style iron railing, looking straight ahead.

Little did she know, until she saw, that such a captivating night view would be seen here.

Luxury villas were indeed different. They offered an overview of half the city’s scenery, and she had to admit, it was stunningly beautiful.

The cool breeze made Song Qinghuan’s eyes dry, so she raised her hand to rub them and shook her head slightly.

As she lowered her hand, she noticed on the balcony opposite to hers, a black figure stood. He merged with the darkness, his icy eyes glittering with a bloodthirsty glow like a wild beast’s.

“Who is it?” Song Qinghuan was startled, she instinctively stepped back, then stretched out her hands to turn on the balcony light.

The dim light shot straight out, allowing Song Qinghuan to clearly see the cold, wickedly handsome face behind the darkness.

She put her hand on her chest, “When did you start standing there? Why didn’t you make a sound? Don’t you know that you could scare someone to death?”

“Before you came.” Shi Yuhuan rested his elbow on the railing, his gaze fixed on the enchanting night view.

“Oh~” Song Qinghuan responded softly, this guy seemed in a good mood, he actually answered her, so should she say something to him?

If nothing else, at least tell him about the trouble she got into tonight.

She had just entered Times Group, and also got herself into a two-year marriage. She couldn’t afford to be kicked out so easily.

Tell him, isn’t he Shi Mu? Since he’s a special assistant in Times Group, he should be able to help her out.

The night breeze scattered her hair, strands of hair brushed past her face, Song Qinghuan tucked them behind her ears and spoke softly, “That…what are you doing here?”

Her voice was carried away by the wind, her tone was soft, smooth and intoxicating. She might not have been the most beautiful, but her voice was certainly pleasing.

Shi Yuhuan didn’t answer her, just turned his gaze towards her.

Reading everything from her face, he suddenly curved his lips into what seemed like a half-smile.

This woman always gave him a feeling, a desire to torment her.

Why?