Dear Mr. Shi - Chapter 9
Chapter 9: You Have To Marry Me. You Must Marry Me
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Pfft! Li Qianze finally couldn’t take it anymore. He held onto the table and laughed until his body started trembling.
Then he started letting loose. He pounded the table with his fist and laughed loudly. “Haha, haha, haha…”
As expected, no one had a sharper tongue than his brother!
Song Qinghuan was speechless. She looked at the man who still appeared elegant and refined in disbelief.
She couldn’t believe that those words came out of the mouth of this handsome young man.
Oh my god, this man is really ruthless!
A second ago, this man mocked her for not having the figure nor the looks with a calm, casual, but infuriating tone. Yet, she still wanted to go through the back door. She felt embarrassed, angry, and frustrated.
She thought he had already reached the limit of brutality but unexpectedly, he could be even more vicious.
Han Qianqian was beautiful and had a good figure. Yet he was able to make her sound worthless.
Any woman who heard these comments would die from embarrassment.
Han Qianqian’s face turned from red to white. Then it changed to green. After Shi Yuhan finished talking, her face had turned entirely black. She gritted her teeth and looked like she was going to explode from anger.
“Emperor, don’t treat me like a three-year-old child. Everything you said is bullsh*t. I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you!” Han Qianqian shouted at the top of her lungs. Suddenly, she started crying.
Li Qianze, who was laughing at her plight, held back his laughter. He started to feel sorry for her. After all, this lady was still a beauty. Only his cold-blooded brother would treat a beauty like this.
Shi Yuhan remained as cold as ever. He didn’t show any compassion towards the beauty. “You can decide whether you want to believe me or not. I’ve already said what I wanted to say!”
Han Qianqian gritted her teeth and said, word by word, “Emperor, no matter how bad I am, you still have to marry me. You must marry me.”
The corners of Shi Yuhan’s lips lifted slightly. His eyes shimmered like icicles and he glared at Han Qianqian coldly. “I said I wouldn’t marry you.”
The words that came out of his thin lips were chilling.
Han Qianqian’s eyes widened in surprise. Her pupils kept constricting and her face was as white as a piece of paper. She bit her lips tightly and replied, “Don’t forget the pact made by our families. I’m your fiancée. Emperor, your future wife is me and it can only be me. If not, you will have to give up the control of your family’s assets.”
What?! This lady was Shi Yuhan’s fiancée and there was a pact between their families? What did that have to do with the control of his family’s assets?
Song Qinghuan was extremely shocked. She thought things weren’t so simple. Instinctively, she wanted to get up. She didn’t want to get implicated.
However, the hand around her waist held her back like iron chains. It felt like her body was about to break from the pressure.
