Song Qinghuan was pissed off by his unreasonable accusations, wanting to laugh in the process, and his arrogant, domineering demeanor made her heart flutter.
Knowing that he actually cared about her, she felt sweet inside.
Just as she was about to say something, pressing her lips together, the sudden sound of a car engine resonated close by.
Seeing someone drive into the villa, Song Qinghuan immediately pushed Shi Yuhuan away, blushing as she hastily got up from the reclining chair.
Shi Annuo stepped out of the car, noticing Shi Yuhuan lazily lounging on the reclining chair with a displeased expression, while Song Qinghuan's hair was slightly disheveled, her cheeks a bit flushed and her lips somewhat puffy.
After some thought, he exclaimed, quite surprised, "No way, you two, were you just..."
Song Qinghuan's face turned even redder at his insinuation, and she angrily snapped, "Shi Annuo, what nonsense are you talking about?"
