Shi Yuhuan looked at her steadily, his eyes indifferent. Speaking in a light and detached tone, he said: "Let's try being together."
A wave of intense shock surged over her. Song Qinghuan's pretty little face revealed a mix of surprise and confusion. She blinked, then blinked again.
Immediately, she snapped, "Shi Yuhuan, can't you resist teasing me for even one day?"
Shi Yuhuan's expression remained the same, indifferent yet serious. He stared at Song Qinghuan, his intention clear; he was not teasing her, nor was he joking.
Something hit her heart suddenly, making it feel as though it had been struck by lightning, beating irregularly. Still in a state of shock, she bit her lip harshly, barely able to believe what was happening.
In the oppressive atmosphere, Shi Yuhuan waited patiently for a long while.
In the end, his deep, clear eyes squinted and he seemed ready to say something but again held back.
