Chapter 1439 - 1255: I Really Like Her
Song Yansheng thought for a moment and said, "Next week, there have been too many disturbances this week; it’s unsettling!"
Shi Nuan naturally understood what Song Yansheng meant by disturbances. Indeed, their relationship had been made public, and the chaos outside was unimaginable.
Now, the reason the two of them could still live so peacefully was nothing less than Song Yansheng’s strong public relations skills.
But since they had decided to go public, the disturbances they would face were inevitable.
Returning from the cemetery, the two of them went directly to the mansion. On the way, Shi Nuan was truly exhausted and almost slept leaning against Song Yansheng’s arms until they reached their destination.
Even upon arrival at the Song Family Mansion, Shi Nuan was still asleep.
Yu Yao had already arranged for Aunt Tong to greet them. Aunt Tong intended to open the car door to let them out but was stopped by Song Yansheng raising his hand.
He waved his hand, gesturing Aunt Tong to leave first. Aunt Tong understood that Song Yansheng intended to let Shi Nuan sleep until she woke up on her own.
Not wanting her to wait by the side.
Aunt Tong dared not disobey and nodded as she accepted the instruction.
Aunt Tong returned to the living room of the residence. Upon entering, Yu Yao saw her and asked, "Returned?"
Aunt Tong nodded, "But Lady seems to be asleep in the car, and Mr. doesn’t have the heart to wake her, so he let me come back first!"
Yu Yao responded, "It seems what happened yesterday also prevented both of them from sleeping well!"
Aunt Tong frowned and remained silent; she too had heard from Yu Yao about the events at Song Qingyang’s wedding.
Yu Yao indeed cared about the Song Family’s reputation and name, but she valued Song Yansheng more as her son.
Aunt Tong considered herself loyal to the Song Family, placing importance on the former.
"Lady, with Mr. acting so impulsively this time, are you really going to continue to let things go without intervening?"
Yu Yao sighed, "Intervene? Can I intervene? A Yu has been decisive since childhood, and now that he’s grown up, it’s even less likely for me to intervene, and given how things have developed, I don’t wish to intervene anymore—let him be!"
"But..." Aunt Tong wanted to say something, but Yu Yao raised her hand to stop her.
Yu Yao said, "Don’t say it, you know A Yu’s character well. If he really listened to me as his mother, he wouldn’t have insisted on marrying Shi Nuan earlier. Besides, he owes Shi Nuan his life; I truly cannot say anything!"
Aunt Tong frowned but eventually fell silent.
Inside the car, only Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng remained.
Shi Nuan was still sleeping, and Song Yansheng dared not move, afraid to accidentally wake her.
At that moment, nearing evening, after all, it was mid-to-late October, and the weather had turned considerably cold.
Song Yansheng looked at the scenery outside the car window at Song Family Mansion, feeling quite sentimental.
He was born and raised here, living a privileged life, carefree until something happened to his father.
His parents loved him very much, and he had a grandfather who was especially good to him.
If there was one heartache he couldn’t overcome before fourteen, it was his grandfather’s passing.
Sometimes he thought if his grandfather were still around, perhaps all the later misfortunes wouldn’t have happened.
Song Zhongming had intentions to seize the company, but with grandfather around, who also raised him since childhood, he probably wouldn’t dare.
Here, he had a clean and joyful childhood.
The toughest times were probably those seven years abroad.
He played dumb, hid himself, escaped death several times, and finally returned to the country at twenty-one, founding TK, transforming and making a remarkable return.
Qiao Yichi once asked him if, without those experiences, he would have really gone abroad to study architecture.
Song Yansheng thought for a long time but didn’t provide an answer.
He doesn’t know, truly doesn’t know.
In the past, he indeed dreamed of being an architect inside, but later, a girl named Shi Nuan became part of that dream.
He and Shi Nuan share a bond of fate.
Shi Nuan’s life was even more challenging than his.
He at least had a mother planning for him wholeheartedly, and though his father became a vegetative state, at least he still breathes.
But as for Shi Nuan, her mother passed away, her father was distant, and there were very few people in this world who were truly good to her.
She was indeed a girl who evokes pity.
Recalling their first meeting, the six-year-old her wearing a floral dress, happily catching butterflies, Song Yansheng felt heartache.
He lowered his head, looking at the small woman asleep in his arms, couldn’t help but reach out, gently caressing her face.
No one noticed the lingering, confused light in his eyes.
Shi Nuan slept for about half an hour in the car before waking up, realizing it had already turned dark outside. She paused, "Did I...did I sleep for a long time?"