Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 790 - Midnight Get Married Again 2
Chapter 790: 790, Midnight, Get Married Again 2
Chapter 790: 790, Midnight, Get Married Again 2
That night, Song Qinghuan held Little Lele, declaring that from now on, she would take care of her daughter herself, without anyone’s help.
It was obvious that the incident of Little Lele’s disappearance left a shadow in her heart. She was really scared, afraid that some unfortunate mishap would happen again to her little daughter.
And so after that, every night, Little Lele would sleep in the master bedroom.
The hardest part to accept was for Shi Yuhuan. His daughter was monopolizing his wife, so where was he to sleep? Sleeping three in a bed made it easy for the baby in the middle to catch a cold.
In the end, Shi Yuhuan decided to move the baby bed to the bedroom.
Finally, after a few nights when he could embrace his wife and enjoy some sweetness, the sleeping baby, as if sensing something, decided to play a prank.
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She suddenly opened her eyes and began to cry with her small pink mouth wide open.
Song Qinghuan had to push away Shi Yuhuan and get up to hold her daughter.
Shi Yuhuan looked down at a certain part of him standing at attention, gave a bitter smile, rose, and went to the bathroom for a cold shower.
When Song Qinghuan held her daughter and lullabyed her to sleep, after making sure the little one was fast asleep, she herself could hardly keep her eyes open.
She lay down, tucked into Shi Yuhuan’s arm, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in two minutes. It had been like that for several nights.
Shi Yuhuan felt that this couldn’t go on. He decided that, tonight, Little Lele had to sleep with Aunt He.
Song Qinghuan was initially unwilling but was dragged out by Shi Yuhuan.
He was dragging her out in the middle of the night, so what was he up to? Song Qinghuan looked at him in confusion, but Shi Yuhuan offered no explanation and just pushed her into the car.
Seeing Shi Yuhuan get in the car, start the engine, and drive away, Song Qinghuan finally couldn’t help asking him, “Shi Yuhuan, where are we going so late?”
Shi Yuhuan didn’t answer her, only drove silently onward.
After a long while, the car stopped. He dug out a black refined jewelry box from his pocket and handed it to her.
“What’s this?” Song Qinghuan took it, asked, and opened it in the same breath, then widened her eyes and smiled.
It was a ring, a ring that Shi Yuhuan had given her. That delicately and extravagantly crafted diamond ring designed by Gu Youli, the wedding ring he had given her. She had left the ring at home when they divorced and had not taken it to Q City.
As Song Qinghuan looked at the ring, she suddenly felt a soreness in her nose and a welling of tears in her eyes. “Why are you giving this to me?”
“For you to wear!” Shi Yuhuan answered very naturally.
But Song Qinghuan was not happy: “Why aren’t you the one putting it on me…”
Before she could finish speaking, Shi Yuhuan took the ring out and firmly but gently put it on the ring finger of her left hand.
Song Qinghuan bit her lip, too moved and delighted to say a word.
At this moment, Shi Yuhuan got out of the car and went around to Song Qinghuan’s side to open the door for her, then offered a hand to help her out.
Seeing the prominent sign “Civil Affairs Bureau” on the building ahead, Song Qinghuan realized that this was the third time she had been here.
The difference between night and day was so drastic that she hadn’t recognized it upon arriving.
Song Qinghuan clasped her ring-bearing hand and smiled gently at Shi Yuhuan: “Coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the middle of the night, are we going to remarry? But who’s working this late?”
“Maybe someone has to work overtime tonight.” Shi Yuhuan held her hand, kissed it softly, then led her toward the Civil Affairs Bureau.
