The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

He said, "Nuannuan, this afternoon after we parted, I went to Anshan..."

Anshan? Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered slightly, "Mhm" she said, "What happened?"

"I wanted to retrieve the two bamboo sticks we buried, but when I got there, I found that the bamboo tube was gone. I asked the practitioners who live in the temple, and they said someone had come up the mountain this afternoon and dug it out..."

Shi Nuan furrowed her brows, "Dug out? What do you mean?"

"Nuannuan... Our bamboo sticks were dug out by someone. Although I don’t know who did it, Nuannuan, how many people in this world would care about those bamboo sticks?"

Shi Nuan furrowed her brows, "You mean..."

Shen Zui said, "I’m just guessing it might be Song Yansheng. If it’s not Song Yansheng, then it’s someone trying to ruin your relationship with Song Yansheng. Either way, it’s not a good thing for you. I’m calling to let you prepare, especially when facing Song Yansheng..."

Shi Nuan pressed her lips together, understanding Shen Zui’s point.

She also knew that if those bamboo sticks ended up in Song Yansheng’s hands, his petty nature would certainly make him angry.

Yes, he would definitely be angry.

Tonight, Song Yansheng had a social engagement, which was usually a normal thing.

But she had texted Song Yansheng once while working overtime this afternoon, and now several hours had passed, yet Song Yansheng hadn’t replied.

Could it be that he had seen those two bamboo sticks?

Was tonight’s so-called engagement actually him sulking?

Shi Nuan said, "Thank you, Shen Zui, I understand."

Shen Zui said, "Nuannuan, Song Yansheng cares about you... If he really got angry because of this, talk to him properly. You are husband and wife, communicate more, and everything will be resolved!"

Shi Nuan nodded, "I will. Don’t worry!"

"Then... then Nuannuan, I’ll hang up!"

Shi Nuan said, "Okay!"

Shen Zui paused on his side, then finally hung up the phone.

He remembered that once upon a time, when he and Shi Nuan called, he was always the one who hung up first.

On Shi Nuan’s side, as soon as Shen Zui hung up, she was about to put away her phone.

A light voice suddenly came at that moment.

He asked, "Who were you on the phone with just now?"

Shi Nuan was startled, turned her head, and saw Song Yansheng standing at the door with his arm over his suit jacket.

Earlier, when Aunt Hui left, she only half-closed the door, not locking it.

She hadn’t noticed when Song Yansheng had stood at the door during her call.

Recalling Shen Zui’s words just now, she took a deep breath, "Second Uncle, you’re... you’re back?"

Song Yansheng walked over, and Shi Nuan instinctively gripped her phone tightly.

Song Yansheng must have heard her call out "Shen Zui’s" name, so there was no point in trying to delete anything now.

Quickly, Song Yansheng came up to her. He smelled of alcohol—not too strong, but not faint either.

He must have been slightly tipsy.

He looked at her with a smile on his lips and asked, "Nuannuan hasn’t answered my question yet!"

Shi Nuan knew she couldn’t avoid it, so she said, "It’s Shen Zui... But Shen Zui only called because he had something to ask me, Second Uncle, don’t over..."

The word "think" had yet to leave her mouth when Song Yansheng already turned around and threw the suit jacket in his hand onto the bed.

Shi Nuan’s eyes trembled, and finally, she said nothing more.

Song Yansheng said, "Nuannuan and Shen Zui have known each other for years. Shen Zui was even your first love. Even if you’re not together now, I understand that youthful affections are hard to forget, so the occasional phone call is normal!"

Shi Nuan hurriedly said, "Second Uncle, I told you, things aren’t like you think. Shen Zui is going back to America soon, he actually..."

Song Yansheng suddenly smiled, and that smile made Shi Nuan unable to continue speaking.

Song Yansheng turned his gaze back to Shen Zui and said, "Nuannuan, Shen Zui chose to leave again. Compared to the first time, has your mindset changed any?"

"Second Uncle..." Shi Nuan frowned, knowing that Song Yansheng must have misunderstood something.

The bamboo stick, it must be in Song Yansheng’s hands, and Song Yansheng had seen it.

She took a deep breath and said, "Second Uncle, I only regard Shen Zui as a friend now. I hope you trust me, and also trust yourself."

Song Yansheng nodded, "Mhm, I’ve always trusted you, Nuannuan. Always have!"

Shi Nuan’s eyes trembled, "Then Second Uncle... is it that you don’t trust yourself?"

Song Yansheng didn’t say a word.

Shi Nuan closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.