When Shi Nuan returned, only Song Yansheng was left in the living room.
Song Yansheng said that Yu Yao was feeling unwell and had gone upstairs for a nap. Shi Nuan furrowed her brows but didn't say much.
She only asked him, "When are we leaving?"
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow, "It's one in the afternoon now, do you want to visit Xiao Chuan at this time?"
Shi Nuan pursed her lips, not responding.
Song Yansheng walked over, the man's tall and upright figure came into Shi Nuan's view, handsome and extraordinary, as gentle as jade. Shi Nuan slightly lowered her eyes, avoiding looking at him, feeling that she was being beguiled.
The man observed her slightly shy expression, fully confident in his own charm.
He approached and gently grasped her hand, the lines of their palms fitting together, his heartbeat slightly quickened, but Shi Nuan only felt it was a normal physiological reaction.
After all, Song Yansheng was a man, and a mature, charming man at that.
