Yu Yao knew her son was stubborn, and this girl Nuannuan, though seemingly quiet, had a lot on her mind.
Moreover, her willingness to marry her son was definitely not because of love, so she likely wasn’t very willing to have children so soon.
After all, every generation has its own fortunes, and Yu Yao didn’t want to push too hard.
Yu Yao was about to take a nap, and Nuannuan, thinking that Song Yansheng didn’t sleep last night, also suggested taking a nap.
She thought, if she slept, Song Yansheng wouldn’t have a reason to stay awake.
Sure enough, Song Yansheng did not object. The two of them walked Yu Yao back to her room and then returned to their bedroom to sleep.
Nuannuan wasn’t sleepy, but she lay down with Song Yansheng anyway. He gently embraced her, his movents tender and intimate.
Nuannuan could feel his breath, and her heart was at peace.
What is love? Nuannuan thought it was probably when the other person gives you enough of a sense of security.
Maybe Song Yansheng didn’t love her that much yet, but he did give her enough security.
That’s good, that’s really good.
Soon, she heard the man’s even breathing from behind, and in that gentleness, Nuannuan slowly closed her eyes.
This sleep lasted until it was almost evening outside. It was understandable for Song Yansheng to sleep this long, but for Nuannuan...
Nuannuan thought, perhaps because she didn’t sleep well last night.
Yes, last night, because Song Yansheng didn’t co ho, she indeed didn’t sleep well.
When they got up, Yu Yao was already awake. She suggested they stay overnight and tomorrow the three would go to Ji Yunjin’s cheongsam fashion show together.
There was no reason to object.
There was still so ti until dinner, so Song Yansheng took Nuannuan for a walk.
After all, the Song Family Mansion had been around for many years, and its environnt was simple and quiet, much closer to nature than the Song Mansion.
As they walked and occasionally chatted, they unknowingly reached the Gardenia Field in the southwest corner.
Nuannuan’s heart inexplicably fluttered because she rembered the last ti Ye Mingi dug up a wooden box here...
Inside that wooden box, perhaps it concerned that woman...
Nuannuan stopped and gazed, as it was already July, and the gardenias had long disappeared, along with their intoxicating fragrance.
Yet the scent of that woman seed to always linger.
"Every ti the gardenia season passes, it feels like a year has gone by in my heart!" Song Yansheng suddenly said.
Nuannuan turned to look at him.
The man was elegantly handso, his shirt collar open, revealing a well-defined Adam’s apple.
A truly alluring sight.
Song Yansheng continued, "Actually, I used to not really like gardenias because their fragrance is very strong, almost pungent. Compared to gardenias, I preferred flowers with a lighter scent, but later, I just hopelessly fell in love with them..."
"Is it... related to her?" Nuannuan asked hesitantly.
She held it in as long as she could, but ultimately couldn’t resist asking.
Song Yansheng chuckled softly and said, "Yes... but that was in the past. If soone were to ask now, why do I like gardenias? I would tell them, because my wife likes them..."
Nuannuan’s heart trembled, looking at Song Yansheng in disbelief.
The man extended a hand, resting it on Nuannuan’s shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.
He said, "Nuannuan, from now on, what I like or dislike, all relates to you. There will be no one else, there cannot be anyone else... from now on, I have only Nuannuan, only Nuannuan!"
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