Yu Yao felt a bit stunned, believing her son’s resentnt was directed only at Song Zhongming, and not involving Xiao Chuan and Qing Yang.
She did not expect him to say such words.
But thinking carefully, what her son once experienced, what she and her husband went through, couldn’t just be settled by one Song Zhongming?
Her son probably hated everyone living at Nanshan Residence, including Xiao Chuan.
Because he took away the girl her son had been longing for over ten years. If not for owing Xiao Chuan a life, Yu Yao didn’t know what impulse her son might act on.
Yu Yao eventually sighed and said, "Let it go, let it go. I know you have your own sense in everything you do, I won’t ask further. I’m here today just to pass the ti, it’s getting late, you should go to work. I’ll sit for a while and leave as well!"
Song Yansheng wasn’t particularly fixated on work hours, just looking at the little girl sitting beside him, her expression seemingly calm and composed, yet he feared her heart was already in a rush.
So he smiled lightly and nodded, saying, "Alright then, Mom, I’ll take Nuannuan to work first. If you have anything, just call ; if I’m not around, calling Chi Rui is the sa!"
Yu Yao responded, Song Yansheng pulled Shi Nuan up, bid farewell to Yu Yao again, and she didn’t insist on keeping them, only told them to be safe on the road.
Song Yansheng held Shi Nuan’s hand, walked towards the door, Yu Yao held a teacup and watched them from behind. Shi Nuan wore a plain white embroidered dress today, looking simple and elegant, yet upon careful scrutiny, it had a unique charm.
Her son paired a white shirt with cobalt blue trousers, a blazer draped over his arm, his other hand tightly clasping Shi Nuan beside him.
Their fingers interlocked harmoniously, the scene strikingly peaceful.
Yu Yao’s eyes quivered slightly but ultimately only watched their figures leave without saying a word.
...
Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng got into the car, driven by Old Zhang.
As the car left Song Mansion, Shi Nuan checked the ti on her phone, even without traffic, they were already over half an hour late.
She sighed inwardly, but now, sighing wouldn’t change anything.
Song Yansheng appeared completely unfazed, gazing at the scenery outside.
Due to the recent rain, the air was remarkably fresh.
With a smile touching his lips, he said to Shi Nuan, "Actually, days like this are best for holding Nuannuan’s hand and strolling on tranquil paths!"
Shi Nuan frowned slightly, saying, "Is Second Uncle not going to work?"
Song Yansheng chuckled again, "What’s more important than accompanying Nuannuan? If Nuannuan shares my thoughts, we can skip work today!"
Shi Nuan was embarrassed, Song Yansheng implied that if she refused, he seed unimportant to her.
Carefully choosing her words, she said, "There’s always ti for a walk, but in this world, one must create sothing of value..."
aning, walking is a waste of ti, a waste of life!
Upon hearing this, Song Yansheng felt like sighing but was always at a loss with Shi Nuan.
He eventually said, "Let it be, let it be, after work this afternoon, I’ll take Nuannuan for a leisurely stroll down the path, but for now, let’s go create so value!"
Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered, inexplicably, she actually felt a bit guilty!
Yet guilt wouldn’t suffice; one couldn’t only focus on love and skip work!
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