Song Qinghuan was slightly surprised, she fixed her gaze on him, took deep breaths and softly asked, "Are you no longer angry?"
Shi Yuhuan's eyes were still like calm water, he asked in a deep voice, "Song Qinghuan, why do you think I am angry?"
Her long eyelashes, like a butterfly's wings, lightly trembled.
She gently bit her lower lip and murmured, "You were glaring at me like that. Isn't that you being angry?"
Shi Yuhuan's deep and indifferent eyes met hers, and he suddenly pulled back his hand: "Song Qinghuan, do you know why I was angry?"
Song Qinghuan lowered her head and said lightly, "You're angry because you believed what Jin Lin said, and about your parents..."
Shi Yuhuan cut her off, "Hasn't anyone told you not to mention them?"
