Song Qinghuan was stunned on the spot, unable to react for a while.
She was in a daze, her eyes incredulously fixed on Shi Yuhuan, shocked to the point of speechlessness.
"Song Qinghuan, my time is limited," Shi Yuhuan's aloof and icy voice rang again, so impatient, so disdainful.
Song Qinghuan's eyes quivered, her small face turned even paler, feeling as if her heart was suffocating.
She thought she and Shi Yuhuan were just having a minor quarrel, but things did not seem to be developing as such, his intense indifference left her confused, utterly clueless about what had happened.
Was it because of Zhan Cheng? At first, she thought it was, but now she didn't think it was because of Zhan Cheng.
But why had Shi Yuhuan changed so much?
Her eyes, clear as water, were filled with a mixture of deep and shallow hurt. She looked at Shi Yuhuan and silently asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't you even have time to say a single word to me?"
