Chapter 31: Husband, We’re Married

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Qinghuan went back to her room furiously. She hurriedly gulped down a few mouthfuls of cold water to suppress her anger.
She sincerely regretted her decision to get married. The moment she remembered that she didn’t even know the name of the man she married, she wanted to bang her body against the wall.
However, she would bear with it for her brother’s sake.
She just needed to bear with it. It was that simple!
Song Qinghuan hadn’t eaten dinner so she went out to make some food after she calmed down. There weren’t many fresh groceries to be found in the refrigerator.
She got two eggs and made a bowl of stir-fried udon.
Half an hour later, she carried her stir-fried udon and placed it on the table.
Before she could sit down, the sound of a card swiping on the door was heard. The huge and heavy dark mahogany door was pushed open by someone from the outside…
Song Qinghuan turned and raised her head. She saw Song Qinghuan walking in.
He walked past the living room on the first floor and stopped at the dining table. Then he took the bowl of stir-fried noodles and started eating it at the table.
He never looked at Song Qinghuan from start to end.
Song Qinghuan was flabbergasted. She sat in front of him and asked, “Hey, aren’t you being a bit rude? This is my food.”
Shi Yuhan ignored her. He lowered his head and continued eating.
Song Qinghuan pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down furiously, “Hey, I’m asking you if you know you’re a little rude?!”
Shi Yuhan pretended that she didn’t exist.
Song Qinghuan almost lost control of her anger. She clenched her fists tightly.
She tried her best to suppress the impulse to punch the table. She took a deep breath.
She spoke in the calmest tone she could manage but she still sounded a little agitated as she questioned Shi Yuhan, “Hey, I’m talking to you. Shouldn’t you clear up some things with me?”
Shi Yuhan continued to eat his food elegantly and disregarded the noisy Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan took a deep breath and spoke up. “Hey, Husband, we’re already married. You should at least tell me your name.”
The word “husband” finally made Shi Yuhan raise his head. There was a strange probing feeling in his eyes.
However, he only looked up for an instant. Then he re-lowered his head and continued to eat.
Song Qinghuan felt like she was going to get burnt by the flames of anger in her heart.
Forget it, I will bear with it!
I just have to bear with it! I can talk to him after he finishes eating.
Five minutes later, Shi Yuhan finally put down his chopsticks and leaned back on the chair. He looked at Song Qinghuan lazily and said, “There’s coffee in the third drawer. Make two cups of coffee.”
“I…” Song Qinghuan wanted to refuse but she quickly realized that something was amiss. She met Shi Yuhan’s emotionless gaze and instantly said, “I’ll go and make it. Wait one moment.”