Is Song Yansheng a generous person?
No, he’s not. Anyone who makes such a request to him will be rejected without hesitation.
Not only rejected, but he might even make that person disappear from T City, never to return.
But in this world, there are two people whose requests he can never refuse or has the right to say "no" to!
One is his beloved girl, whom he has quietly protected for many years, Shi Nuan. The other is his own nephew, Song Yichuan.
That day, the hope and love he had rekindled once again extinguished, this ti more completely and cruelly than the first.
Because the one who orchestrated all this was his own nephew, Song Yichuan.
He suddenly thought of Father.
Even though the truth had not been fully uncovered, no one but Song Zhongming could have arranged the car accident back then.
And the one who pushed Father from the building might also have been the nephew three years younger than Father, Song Zhongming!
Years later, in him, Father’s tragedy replayed.
At that ti, Song Yansheng dug out the box from three months ago and buried it again underground.
What he buried was no longer a box, but his entire soul, his entire heart.
And how coincidental it was that it also rained that evening.
At that ti, he sat in the hospital room, watching the rain outside the window, for a long ti.
Finally, he smirked, angrily got out of bed, and smashed almost everything in the hospital room that could be smashed.
For Song Yansheng, it was not a good mory, one he tried hard to forget.
He truly began to dislike the rain starting from then.
Song Yansheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, inhaled the fresh and elegant fragrance of the girl in his arms, and his eyes turned raw with emotion.
He thought, how wonderful, after all these years, you have returned to my side, in my embrace, blending with my breath.
How wonderful.
"But now, it’s pretty good..."
His arms around Shi Nuan tightened involuntarily, and he spoke softly, his voice hoarse, tinged with a bit of sadness and nostalgia.
He said, "Because now, I have Nuannuan..."
And I will never let you leave again, never...
...
In the afternoon, Song Yansheng unusually didn’t have to deal with docunts and was watching a movie with Shi Nuan on the sofa downstairs.
Shi Nuan usually reads books most of the ti, but occasionally, if there was a good movie, she would watch it with her roommates.
Just for entertainnt.
Song Yansheng asked Shi Nuan what type she wanted to watch, and Shi Nuan said, "Anything goes!"
After a pause, she added, "Nothing too comrcialized, I don’t really like that!"
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Like , I also don’t like things that are too comrcialized!"
Shi Nuan glanced at him and said, "But Second Uncle, you are a businessman..."
For a businessman not to like comrcialization, it’s rather unimaginable.
Song Yansheng curved his beautiful lips and said, "Nuannuan studied finance too, and she doesn’t like it either? Birds of a feather!"
Shi Nuan thought, I don’t like it because I haven’t fully graduated from university, and haven’t really entered the business circle, but you’ve been working in the business world for years.
Of course, explaining this to Song Yansheng might not be convincing, so Shi Nuan wisely refrained.
In the end, Song Yansheng chose a French romance movie.
As the movie played, he sat on the sofa, instinctively wrapping an arm around Shi Nuan’s shoulder.
The aning was clear, he wanted Shi Nuan to lean on his shoulder.
Shi Nuan knew his intention, but she felt too shy and just remained stiffly in place!
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