However, Aunt Hui was still worried because both the old lady and Mr. had a strong sense of ti.
It was already past 8:30, and this young lady was indeed a bit slow.
So what was Shi Nuan doing upstairs?
Shi Nuan wasn’t soone without a sense of ti; the reason she was delayed was because she felt a bit unwell while going upstairs to change clothes.
The main symptom was a dull pain in the lower abdon.
This feeling was not unfamiliar; Shi Nuan imdiately rushed to the bathroom to check, and as expected, her "friend" had arrived.
This month, it actually ca a few days earlier, catching her off guard...
She first used so toilet paper as a makeshift solution, then started rummaging through her luggage, rembering she might have a few spare sanitary pads...
But after searching for a long ti, she still couldn’t find them; she didn’t know where they were stuffed.
Shi Nuan was a bit troubled, not knowing what to do...
Should she go downstairs to find Song Yansheng and ask him for sanitary pads?
How could she possibly bring herself to say such a thing?
After agonizing upstairs for more than ten minutes, Shi Nuan finally decided to go downstairs.
Not to find Song Yansheng, but to look for Aunt Hui.
As they were both won, asking Aunt Hui for such things shouldn’t be too embarrassing.
To be safe, Shi Nuan went to the restroom again, tidied up a bit, and then ca out.
Unexpectedly, just as she ca out, she saw a tall and handso man entering, and it was Song Yansheng.
When Song Yansheng saw her, his deep and serene eyes instantly softened, and he asked her, "Are you all dressed up?"
"..."
Shi Nuan was speechless for a mont. Dressed up? Did he think she was dressing up?
Did she have the leisure for that?
But by then, Song Yansheng had already strode over to her, looking her over and pinching her cheek with a smile in his eyes, "You’re already very beautiful. Can we go now? If we don’t leave, we’ll be late!"
"..." Shi Nuan bit her lip, suppressing the slight discomfort in her heart, and said, "Second Uncle, I..."
"What? Not ready yet?"
"It’s not that..." Shi Nuan didn’t know how to explain, especially to Song Yansheng.
"Let’s talk about it on the way, be good, we’re really running out of ti!"
Song Yansheng grabbed her hand, took long strides, and was about to leave. Shi Nuan felt anxious and called out, "Second Uncle—"
Song Yansheng turned, squinted at her, and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Shi Nuan took a deep breath. Going out like this, how long could the layer of toilet paper she used last?
Sooner or later, she’d end up making a fool of herself...
She’d rather embarrass herself a bit in front of Song Yansheng now than in front of everyone!
Shi Nuan bit her teeth, as if taking a plunge, and said, "Second Uncle, my period ca. Can you help get Aunt Hui over?"
Song Yansheng’s expression slightly changed, and after a mont, he said, "...Wait a mont!"
Song Yansheng let go of her hand and walked out with firm steps, just as before.
Shi Nuan stood there, her expression calm, but her face clearly blushed slightly.
...
Song Yansheng went downstairs, called Aunt Hui, and explained the situation to her. Aunt Hui understood and hurried to borrow from a young girl in the villa.
She had overlooked this necessity earlier and hadn’t stocked up on it.
After Aunt Hui left, Song Yansheng sat down on the sofa, recalling Shi Nuan’s appearance earlier, and couldn’t hide the smile in his eyes.
Even if those words were forced from her, it still inexplicably brought the two of them closer together... didn’t it?
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