Seeing his mother treating Shi Nuan so well and the two of them getting along nicely, Song Yansheng felt undoubtedly comforted.
Soon, the pigeon soup was brought up. Yu Yao said, "Nuannuan, A Yu, each of you have a bowl, hurry and drink it to nourish yourselves!"
Shi Nuan frowned slightly. She was currently in the mourning period and abstaining from meat, but she couldn’t tell Yu Yao this, fearing to upset and make the old lady superstitious.
But what should she do with this soup?
While hesitating, Song Yansheng suddenly picked up a bowl of pigeon soup and said, "Mom, let me have all the soup. Nuannuan had some pastries while waiting for me near the TK bakery before, her appetite was already small, and if she drinks this soup, I’m afraid she won’t be able to eat anything for dinner!"
Yu Yao was taken aback upon hearing this: "Is that so? I didn’t know... if that’s the case, then both bowls are for you. You just returned from a business trip, probably didn’t eat well during it, so drink more, it’s fine!"
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow, "Then I’ll reluctantly accept it, hmm?"
Yu Yao laughed, "I’m afraid you’d be eager to have no one fight with you over it!"
Shi Nuan sat on the side, listening to the interaction between this mother and son, feeling somewhat envious.
If her mother were still alive now, she would certainly love her , boiling soup for her.
Her mood was filled with undisguisable sadness.
Yu Yao noticed and concernedly asked, "Nuannuan, what’s wrong? Your complexion looks so bad, are you unwell?"
"Could it be that A Yu wouldn’t let you drink the pigeon soup, and you’re mad at him?"
As Shi Nuan was about to shake her head again, a porcelain spoon, white as jade, was suddenly brought to her lips.
Shi Nuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned her eyes to the person handing her the spoon.
Song Yansheng had a smile in his eyes and a face like jade, and he spoke, "If that’s the case, then let’s have you take a tiny sip... remember, just a tiny sip!"
She bit her lip, unsure of what to do, her eyes filled with difficulty.
Song Yansheng’s starry eyes flickered, and he leaned closer, whispering in her ear, "Completely abstaining from meat is impossible... do what you can, okay?"
His voice was soft, so Yu Yao naturally didn’t know what her son whispered to Shi Nuan, only assuming he was comforting her.
Shi Nuan hesitated for a moment, then drank the sip of soup from the spoon.
After drinking, she suddenly realized, was this spoon perhaps Song Yansheng’s...?
Which meant she just now...
Her face instantly flushed uncontrollably hot...
Seeing the intimate interaction between the two, Yu Yao sighed internally but also felt comforted.
Setting aside Shi Nuan and Xiao Chuan’s relationship, this child was really likable. She suddenly regretted not stopping it when Xiao Chuan wanted to get engaged to Shi Nuan back then.
If she had stopped it, maybe these things wouldn’t have happened!
Yu Yao smiled and said, "Rest assured, Nuannuan, if you want more to drink, there’s plenty, I’ll have another bowl sent over during dinner!"
Shi Nuan remained silent, planning to find a way to decline at dinner, but if she couldn’t manage it, Song Yansheng would have a way.
Aunt Tong, who had been serving beside them, also smiled and said, "Indeed, if the Young Madam truly likes it, then why not stay at the old residence for a few days before leaving, there are still a few pigeons in the villa, all arranged by Miss Chu this morning..."
Aunt Tong was interrupted by Yu Yao before she could finish.
With a clear and cold tone, she instructed, "It’s getting late, go to the kitchen and check on the dinner preparations, and have someone brew a pot of new tea!"
Aunt Tong knew she had misspoke, immediately responded, and withdrew.
Song Yansheng sat to the side, his expression calm, but his eyes were noticeably colder than they were before.