Outside, as soon as Song Yansheng stepped out of the meeting room, he picked up the phone.
He was quite satisfied: Although the little girl was stubborn, overall, she was obedient!
"Hello? Are you home?" Song Yansheng asked gently.
Nuannuan responded, saying, "Yes..."
Song Yansheng replied with an "Mmm" and asked, "It’s the first day after the wedding today, and I can’t be with you. Are you mad at me?"
Mad at him? How could she!
Nuannuan said, "...Work is important!"
Song Yansheng chuckled softly, "Mmm, our Nuannuan is always sensible!"
Although in her eyes, Song Yansheng was an elder, it was still uncomfortable for her to hear him speak to her in such an elder’s tone!
She said, "Second Uncle, you should focus on your work. I’ll hang up..."
"Wait..." Song Yansheng stopped her!
Nuannuan blinked in surprise, asking, "...What’s up?"
"Mmm... Aren’t you going to ask me whether I’ll come back for dinner tonight?"
Nuannuan was momentarily stunned; she hadn’t even thought about it.
But recalling Yao Ziwan’s anxious expression when he approached Song Yansheng earlier, she feared things might not be so simple.
So, he must be quite busy!
She said, "It’s okay; you can focus on your work, I can..."
"Nuannuan..." Song Yansheng interrupted her, saying, "You know, sometimes you don’t have to be so understanding, it’s okay to act coquettish to me occasionally."
Act coquettish? To him?
Nuannuan found it strange; why should she act coquettish to him?
If he was Second Uncle, they weren’t that close, so why act coquettish?
If he was a husband, a marriage values equality, so why act coquettish?
Even though she thought this way, she didn’t want to irritate Song Yansheng now.
Nuannuan said, "Of course, if you can make it back in time, I... I’ll wait for you!"
Song Yansheng laughed contentedly and said, "Alright... I’ll do my best not to keep Nuannuan waiting too long!"
Nuannuan bit her lip; his tender voice and low tone— even through the phone, made her feel as though she was being teased by him again.
This feeling was uncomfortable, and she did not like it.
"Second Uncle... go to your work, I’ll hang up!"
"Okay..." Song Yansheng replied rather crisply.
Nuannuan breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to hang up, Song Yansheng’s voice came through again.
He called her, "Nuannuan..."
Nuannuan paused, hearing the man say, "I forgot to tell you: Happy wedding!"
Song Yansheng said, "Nuannuan, I wish us a happy marriage!"
In three months, you’ll turn twenty-two, and in six months, I’ll turn thirty.
Today, we got married.
My Nuannuan, wish us a happy marriage!
Nuannuan’s knuckles tightened around the phone, always feeling that everything she was experiencing now was like a dream.
But ultimately, what was truly unreal?
Nothing but the domineering Song Yansheng who intruded into her life!
Outside the window, the sun shone brightly, while the Gardenia Field nearby wrapped around her unshakable memories, cutting into her dark pupils and filling her heart with fear.
But in the end, she still murmured a sentence: "Second Uncle, you too... Happy wedding!"
The meeting had ended, and company executives were leaving the meeting room one after another.
Yao Ziwan, taking care of things at the end, came out last.
Followed by two members of the secretary’s office.
The three people were making a turn in the corridor, when one of the secretaries exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, is that Mr. Song?"
Yao Ziwan turned his head to look at the man standing in a secluded corner not far away.