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Shi Yuhuan furrowed his brows, seemingly growing impatient. "If you have something to say, say it quickly."

"Shi Yuhuan..." Song Qinghuan called his name, her voice imbued with anger. Her white teeth bit down on her swollen, crimson lips.

After uttering his name, she remained silent, but that alone was enough to convey everything.

"Song Qinghuan!" Shi Yuhuan also called her name, his eyes and voice were indifferent and calm, making it impossible to deduce what he really thought.

Song Qinghuan trembled, her eyes shimmering with anticipation. She was staring at him, seemingly expecting something.

She assumed Shi Yuhuan had realized that she was angry now, so he must be planning to appease her this time.

They say the more you expect something, the greater the disappointment you experience. At this moment, Song Qinghuan understood this deeply.

She heard Shi Yuhuan's indifferent voice rise again: "If there's nothing else, I am going to rest!"