Shi Yuhuan casually glanced at her but didn't immediately answer. He just put one hand in his trouser pocket, his posture both unrestrained and elegant.
His phone vibrated, buzzing loudly.
"Brother, where are you? Qianqian is at our house now." Shi Yuhuan had activated the loudspeaker, so Song Qinghuan could clearly hear the male voice coming from the other end of the phone.
He also called his 'Manager Zhao' brother the same way Li Qianze did, but Song Qinghuan was sure that the voice on the line was definitely not Li Qianze's.
How many younger brothers does this man have?
"Calling me for such trivial matters?" Shi Yuhuan nonchalantly leaned against the wall, his voice icy, yet he watched Song Qinghuan out of the corner of his eye.
The man on the other end of the phone sounded slightly angry: "What do you mean 'trivial matters'? Brother, Qianqian is your fiancé."
"I'm already married, she's no longer my fiancée, and she will never be again." Having spoken, Shi Yuhuan didn't wait for a response and simply hung up the phone.
He then conveniently switched off his mobile.
Song Qinghuan had been observing his every move, as soon as he hung up the phone and she immediately pursed her lips, indicating that she was waiting for his reply.
Shi Yuhuan looked at her, his tone slow and serious, he waved his phone: "You heard it too."
Song Qinghuan was dumbfounded, she stared at his perfectly handsome face as though it were exquisitely carved by a craftsman, "You can't be serious."
She understood his meaning, it was about an inevitable marriage.
"Of course it's fake, we'll divorce in two years." Shi Yuhuan casually stated, his entire being exuded an indescribable coldness.
Song Qinghuan took a few deep breaths, trying hard to suppress her intense temper.
She gritted her teeth and asked, "Didn't you say that if I helped you with that act, I could get a job at Times Group?"
"Yes, but the show isn't over yet." Shi Yuhuan replied with a blank expression.
"You!!!" Song Qinghuan was so angry that she was shaking, "You lied!"
Shi Yuhuan coolly looked at her, his voice was desolate and filled with icy-coldness, "If you disagree, don't ever think about entering Times Group in this lifetime."
Song Qinghuan's chest heaved violently, she trembled with rage, her teeth chattering, "How could you... I am just trying to find a job at Times Group, it's just a job. Isn't it too much to demand me to sacrifice my own marriage?"
"It's a fake marriage!" Shi Yuhuan reiterated.
After forcefully suppressing her rage, Song Qinghuan asked with a hint of anger, "It wouldn't be hard for you to find a wife, why choose me?"
"Because you just happened to be there!" Shi Yuhuan replied indifferently.
Song Qinghuan was taken aback, her face turned even more unpleasant, "What do you mean by that?"
"You just happened to throw yourself at me," Shi Yuhuan's tone was still incredibly calm.