The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today Chapter 712: He Just Feels Pain for Her

Qu Yuzuo’s eyes flickered slightly, took a sip of wine, and said, "Forget it, let’s not talk about such entangled topics. Let’s get back to you and Shi Nuan. Do you want to tell her the truth in your heart?"

Song Yansheng thought for a mont, then shook his head, "I don’t want to. I feel that the current state between Nuannuan and is very good. I hope she naturally falls in love with in this good state and willingly stays with , not because of anything else..."

Qu Yuzuo laughed, "Since you already have the answer in your heart, why bother asking ?"

Song Yansheng remained silent.

Qu Yuzuo said, "I understand you’re a bit worried because of the Xiangling matter, but I think there’s no need. Chu Jingyun hasn’t beco an obstacle for you, and I believe Xiangling won’t either. If you think Shi Nuan would care about Xiangling, you don’t have to worry. The key point isn’t Shi Nuan, it’s you. If you stand firm on your ground, I trust Shi Nuan isn’t a girl who overreacts to rumors. She should understand your heart!"

Song Yansheng frowned but still said nothing.

Actually, how could he not understand Qu Yuzuo’s words.

In the past, he didn’t care much, nor would he keep such matters in mind.

But now, he feels the heartache, not wanting to bring any negative emotions to Shi Nuan because of himself.

He also doesn’t want Shi Nuan to live in such a complicated, ever-changing environnt because of him.

Shi Nuan’s inner hope must also be the two of them, being together peacefully, not disturbed by others.

In the past, when Shen Zui disturbed them, he was already furious.

Now because of him, first Chu Jingyun, then Ji Xiangling, he really feels guilty towards Shi Nuan.

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That night, Shi Nuan went to bed around ten.

She didn’t wait for Song Yansheng, and she felt that she didn’t need to.

When Song Yansheng ca back, she didn’t know, but she felt it when he did.

But her mind was groggy, and she didn’t wake up. Instead, because Song Yansheng embraced her from behind, she dread.

Shi Nuan dread of her grandfather.

It was sumr, the sun was very hot, the light felt irritating on the skin.

She climbed up to her grandfather’s tree house in the yard, urging her grandfather to hurry up.

At that ti, how old was she? Probably seven or eight years old.

She told her grandfather to hurry, saying it was cool up in the tree.

Young as she was, she actually forgot that her grandfather was already old, and climbing the ladder was clearly a dangerous move.

But her grandfather still went up despite the danger. She was very happy, hugged her grandfather’s neck, and kissed him, saying, "Grandpa, you’re aweso!"

Her grandfather laughed happily and said, "Nuannuan is aweso too. Yes, Nuannuan is even better than grandpa!"

That afternoon, she leaned against her grandfather’s chest, and he, wearing reading glasses, held a book of "Ji borun’s Poetry Selection" in his hands, reading Ji borun’s poems with his hoarse voice.

Shi Nuan just like that, drifted to sleep in her grandfather’s voice.

That was, in her understanding, the warst embrace, the embrace she hadn’t felt for years.

But that night, there was wind outside the window, the starlight was dim, no stars, and in her dreams, she felt it from another man.

As dawn broke, Shi Nuan woke up, the beautiful dream dissipated at that mont.

She felt the embrace from behind, felt the man’s hand on her waist, and a sharp pain shot through her heart at that mont.

That pain was not due to sadness, but because of longing.