Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend

Chapter 798: Chapter 798: If You Can’t Handle It, Get Lost!

"Still not right!" Qiu Qianghai’s voice was low and cold as he bluntly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Song Yinyin, clutching her notebook, shivered all over.

Her face twisted with despair as she looked uneasily at Qiu Qianghai seated on the sofa.

"Mr. Qiu?"

"Start over, and if it’s still not right, practice until you’ve mastered it."

"..." Song Yinyin’s innocent face was a picture of collapse, she was almost in tears!

This meant another all-nighter reciting poetry.

Qiu Qianghai withdrew his gaze indifferently and gently focused on the red woven bracelet on his wrist.

This was given to him by Gu Minmin; the woven bracelet was a class project of hers and the only thing Minmin had given him.

Qiu Qianghai still remembered how that girl looked when she gave him the bracelet, her face flushed with shyness, both expectant and nervous.

Those scenes seemed to have occurred yesterday, forever etched in his mind.

Song Yinyin knew if she didn’t get serious, she would once again face hellish torment tonight.

She calmed herself, focused on her notes, and repeatedly adjusted her mindset.

At this moment, she went over all of Qiu Qianghai’s demands in her mind.

After a while, she took a deep breath, lowered her voice, and started reciting again in a strange tone, as if squeezing her voice.

"Qin Wind·No Clothes, how can you say no clothes? We will wear the same robe. When the king raises the army, I will fix my spear and halberd. We will share the same enmity!

How can you say no clothes? We will share the same bath. When the king raises the army, I will fix my halberd. We will fight together!

How can you say no clothes? We will wear the same garments. When the king raises the army, I will fix my armor and troops. We will march together!"

Song Yinyin recited it all in one breath.

Not hearing any displeased interruption, she felt a little smug, thinking she had escaped a calamity.

However, Qiu Qianghai’s next words knocked her into Hell instantly.

"Continue, keep reading this poem all night."

Song Yinyin’s eyes widened, she really cried this time, choking back tears, pleading, "Mr. Qiu, I have to get up early for filming tomorrow. If I stay up all night, I’ll be in bad shape and the director will definitely scold me!"

Qiu Qianghai relaxed his body, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at her with a disdainful and mocking gaze, his lips curving with a hint of malice and displeasure.

"Our transaction is clearly written in black and white. I give you everything you want, and you must prioritize all my demands. Your job doesn’t concern me."

Song Yinyin’s face was anxious, "But..."

"If you can’t handle it, then get lost!" Qiu Qianghai, having drunk tonight, was in a foul mood.

Everything felt wrong to him tonight.

Although Song Yinyin resembled Minmin the most, he still felt very alien.

Even if she behaved like Minmin as he required, everything still felt wrong to him.

Qiu Qianghai’s unreserved outburst of dissatisfaction finally shut Song Yinyin up.

Get lost?

She had just started to taste a bit of sweetness, and now she was told to leave?

Wouldn’t that mean all her previous suffering was in vain?!

As long as it could make her a big star, the current tolerance was worth it.

She only needed to imitate another person, and she’d do it!

Song Yinyin pinched her voice again and began reciting, "Qin Wind·No Clothes, how can you say no clothes? We will wear the same robe. When the king raises the army, I will fix my spear and halberd..."

She read repeatedly, and Qiu Qianghai no longer interrupted her.

Sometimes, Song Yinyin even thought he had fallen asleep, otherwise, why was there no movement for so long?

When she looked up, she found Qiu Qianghai leaning on the sofa, gazing tenderly yet painfully at the red woven bracelet on his wrist.