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Chapter 782: 782, Arrogant man, training wife chronicles 1

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Chapter 782: 782, Arrogant man, training wife chronicles 1

“Why can’t I mention him, what’s wrong with him?” Song Qinghuan became anxious, her eyes gradually welling up with tears.

Thinking about how he was stabbed by that man to save her, oh my god, nothing could have happened to him, right?

Si Xiangbei, you are such a fool. Why are you always so nice to her? Knowing that your kindness and sacrifice for her would not be reciprocated, why are you still so persistent, even to the extent of risking your own life to protect her?

Honestly, Song Qinghuan didn’t want Si Jianan to be too good to her. That would make her feel indebted.

“You are overthinking, he is not dead,” said Jin Lin, giving her a glance. “Si Jianan’s injury is not serious. He was recuperating in Q City, and he should have recovered by now.”

Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief: “You scared me, I thought something had happened. If he’s fine, then why can’t we talk about him?”

Jin Lin sneered: “Of course, I’m saying this because of Shi Yuhuan. No man would want his own wife to have such an intimate male friend.”

Song Qinghuan solemnly replied: “My relationship with Si Jianan is completely innocent. Don’t talk nonsense.”

Jin Lin curled her lips: “Whether I talk nonsense or not is not important. What your husband thinks is most important.”

“Shi Yuhuan will believe me,” replied Song Qinghuan with great certainty.

Jin Lin laughed out loud: “Belief doesn’t mean he doesn’t mind, you know? Stupid woman.”

“Enough of this, where is Shi Yuhuan? Where is he now?” asked Song Qinghuan.

Jin Lin pointed next door: “The study!”

Song Qinghuan smiled, gave her daughter to Jin Lin to hold, and headed next door.

She knocked on the door and then jovially pushed it open after getting a response. She let out a joyful exclamation: “Surprise!”

Song Qinghuan fantasized that Shi Yuhuan would rush towards her happily when he saw her, and embrace her warmly, tenderly saying: “Huanhuan, you’re awake!”

But the reality was completely opposite.

Upon hearing her voice, Shi Yuhuan looked up immediately, his eyes shining with a touch of joy.

But when he met her gaze directly, he hid all his emotions. His calmness was so deep that Song Qinghuan felt something was wrong.

She met his cool black eyes, which had no expression, neither surprise nor joy, as if he was just a puff of imperceptible air.

This quiet demeanor of Shi Yuhuan made Song Qinghuan feel uneasy.

“Shi Yuhuan, can’t you show a little bit of happiness? I finally woke up after sleeping for seven days. I escaped death, my daughter and I almost couldn’t come back to see you. How come I see no reaction from you at all after I woke up,” complained Song Qinghuan, and then walked up to him.

She leaned on the desk, pouted at Shi Yuhuan: “Shouldn’t you be worried and concerned about whether your brave wife is feeling unwell somewhere?”

Shi Yuhuan just looked at her quietly, but didn’t say a word.

Song Qinghuan waved her hand in front of his face: “Hello? Did you hear me? I said I’m awake, you should be concerned about whether I’m feeling unwell somewhere.”

“I’m not a doctor,” Shi Yuhuan finally spoke, the indifferent words floating in the air.

Song Qinghuan was stunned, finding it hard to believe Shi Yuhuan’s reaction, she was too shocked.

“Are you Shi Yuhuan?” Song Qinghuan was flabbergasted.