Song Yansheng asked Shi Nuan, is it okay to dine in the small compartnt?
Shi Nuan had no objections; she could sense that those who ca to dine here had a certain taste.
Because after entering, she didn’t hear loud noises; most people’s conversations were subtle.
Even in the compartnts, only a few less desirable seats were left, in other words, sowhat secluded.
However, this suited the two of them just fine; being a bit secluded ant less attention from outsiders, which was better.
The two sat down, and the waitress handed over the nu for them to order.
The waitress was a young girl, her gaze occasionally drifting towards Song Yansheng, but fortunately, it was a classy place, and the waitstaff had basic professionalism.
Although she was montarily distracted a few tis, she didn’t neglect her duties.
Song Yansheng was a public figure, and Shi Nuan’s heart was filled with worry, fearing he might be recognized.
Song Yansheng, however, had an indifferent deanor; he laughed and said to Shi Nuan, "Wife, do I look handso?"
Shi Nuan slightly frowned while the waitress beside her blushed and lowered her head.
She realized she must have been staring too much and got caught.
She hurriedly apologized, saying, "Sorry, sir..."
Song Yansheng chuckled and said, "It’s nothing, I’m used to it!"
The waitress understood; with such looks, who wouldn’t be watched by countless eyes on the street?
Truly envious of this girl for finding such a handso husband.
Looking at the girl’s appearance, although not stunning at first glance, her features were indeed quite exquisite.
Without any makeup, she was already quite morable, and her appearance was exceptionally outstanding.
If she spruced up a bit, she could easily overshadow many beauties on the street!
The saying "like marries like" truly holds so truth here.
However, this man’s looks sohow seed familiar, yet upon careful thought, she couldn’t rember.
Shi Nuan casually picked a few dishes and asked Song Yansheng if he wanted to add anything. Without looking, Song Yansheng handed the nu directly to the waitress and said, "Whatever my wife orders, I wholeheartedly agree, without any other opinions!"
Wow!
The waitress was surprised; she didn’t expect this handso guy to be so devoted to his wife, and her envy for this girl grew!
The waitress quickly left, and Shi Nuan then frowned at Song Yansheng, saying, "Second Uncle, aren’t you afraid of being recognized like this!"
Song Yansheng smiled, "Recognized? Unlikely, though I’ve appeared in magazines, mostly side profiles; hasn’t Nuannuan noticed?"
Shi Nuan thought for a mont, it really seed that way!
"But even side profiles are easy to recognize, Second Uncle! Do you think people are as dumb as those in costu dramas now?"
Dramas really exaggerate; when a thin veil covers, it’s practically not recognizable.
Whenever Shi Nuan saw such plots, she found them particularly absurd.
At that ti, she thought ancient people were indeed dumb!
But that was a naive view when she was young; as she grew up, she understood it was just artistically processed dramas, not reality.
Thinking back, childhood was better; people were simple and what you saw was what it was.
No deceit, no lies; greetings when eting, smiles when happy, not so hypocritical or tiring.
Now grown-up, she noticed too many masked people around, trust beca precarious, and relationships seed always shrouded, impossible to penetrate.
Take her with Song Yansheng; they’ve been husband and wife for over four months, moving from unfamiliar avoidance to familiar closeness.
Yet despite this, she still felt she couldn’t understand Song Yansheng, but this inability to understand no longer caused any crisis or fear.
Because she knew Song Yansheng wouldn’t harm her, he stood by her side.
As Shi Nuan was speaking, a couple was led by a service staff past them.
Neither of them looked back, unaware of Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng being separated by the partition.
But Shi Nuan noticed them.
It was Lv Nan Nan and Lin Junyi.
Song Yansheng hadn’t noticed them initially, but upon sensing Shi Nuan’s gaze, he followed her line of sight.
Then he noticed them.
The two were led to a spot two seats away from Shi Nuan and others, and they sat down.
Song Yansheng looked at Shi Nuan and said, "That girl earlier is your roommate, right?"
Shi Nuan’s eyes sparkled, nodding, "Yes, it’s Nannan. She’s with now at the Shi Family... Also, that guy is my university teacher and class advisor..."
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