Shi Nuan blushed, not knowing what to say, as Song Yansheng had already tightened his grip on her hand and was leading her outside.
Although the sunlight was insufficient, it had just rained, and the air was very fresh. The Song Mansion was lush with trees and blooming with flowers, the scenery remarkably beautiful.
Though the gardenias in the southeastern corner had already passed their pri, their fragrance still occasionally drifted through the air, faint yet delightful.
Soon, they reached the new car. From the outside, it didn’t seem to have changed much, except for a new license plate.
The license plate number was X10724, a very ordinary number, yet upon closer inspection, it seed sowhat different.
Because she vaguely rembered that her birthday and Song Yansheng’s were exactly three months apart.
Song Yansheng’s was October 24, hers was July 24.
Putting them together, they were exactly 10724. Of course, perhaps it was all just a coincidence.
Song Yansheng opened the driver’s seat for her, and Shi Nuan glanced at him without resisting and sat inside.
Once inside, she realized there was sothing different about the car.
On the dashboard were so trinkets, a few very cute little dolls, and there seed to be several pink cushions and dolls on the back seat.
Such a girly car...
Shi Nuan bit her lip, unsure of what to say!
She had always preferred simplicity, whether it was her room or her school dormitory desk. They were very simple, almost devoid of such dolls and the like.
She thought she had grown up a long ti ago, no longer needing such things, but today, upon seeing them, she felt a sense of familiarity.
Because in her vague mory, when she was very young, she also had many dolls.
She liked to wear dresses every day, dress up beautifully, and liked others to call her a little princess.
But later, too many things happened, forcing her to grow up instantly. Yes, instantly.
She sealed away all her toys, becoming silent, indifferent, even aloof.
Her na was Nuannuan, and her mother said she hoped she would beco a warm-hearted girl, but in the end, she let her mother down.
As she reached for a doll, Song Yansheng had already stepped into the car and sat in the passenger seat. He was in a good mood, fastening his seatbelt while asking Shi Nuan, "How is it? Do you like it?"
Shi Nuan’s hand touched the soft body of the doll, and she softly uttered, "Mm," she liked it.
Still liked it, couldn’t say she didn’t like it.
Song Yansheng smiled, "As long as you like it. Alright, it’s getting late, let’s go!"
Shi Nuan’s eyes quivered as she looked at Song Yansheng.
This man was remarkably handso, with good skin, and even at such close distance, she still couldn’t find any flaws on his face.
She suddenly wondered, what kind of person exactly was Song Yansheng?
With looks and temperant among the best, and able to see through people’s hearts so easily, how did he do it?
After all, they had been together for less than two months, hadn’t they?
Thinking of Shen Zui and Song Yichuan, they had known her for so many years, yet never once gave her a doll!
It seed like it was a taboo for her, a sensitive point, not only did they not give any, they wouldn’t even ntion it!
But Song Yansheng dared to, and even filled the car with them...
How was he so sure she would like it?
How was he so sure?
Song Yansheng, why are you so sure!
Shi Nuan hesitated to start the car, and Song Yansheng was slightly surprised. He turned his eyes, looked at Shi Nuan, and asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Second Uncle..." Shi Nuan’s lips moved slightly, wanting to speak but hesitated.
Song Yansheng said nothing, his clear eyes calmly watching her, waiting for her to speak.
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