Shi Nuan looked at his open palm, facing upwards, an invitation.
After a moment’s hesitation, she reached out and placed her hand on his.
At the instant their palms touched, Shi Nuan felt a warm sensation flowing in her heart, and then Song Yansheng’s warm hand completely enveloped hers.
"I promise you..." Song Yansheng’s voice was very soft, but each word was articulated clearly.
He said, "I promise you... I will take good care of myself, so you won’t worry!"
Shi Nuan’s gaze subtly shifted, and the question she had always hidden in her heart surfaced once more.
Why is Song Yansheng... why is he so good to her?
They were merely in a marriage of convenience, his heart once belonged to a beloved woman, their identities were awkward, they were using each other...
He even knows perfectly well that not long after Song Yichuan’s death, she could never truly accept him, view him as her so-called husband, or love him...
So why, why is he so good to her?
Is it really because of that night? Because of Song Yichuan? Or perhaps because she really resembles the woman in his heart?
But no matter how similar, it ultimately isn’t...
She was only brought into his world by accident, enjoying everything that woman was supposed to enjoy...
That’s all... isn’t it?
Song Yansheng, I seem to... understand you even less now!
Downstairs, Qu Yuzuo exchanged a few words with Aunt Hui, rejected her invitation to stay for dinner, and took his leave.
Aunt Hui knew Qu Yuzuo’s character well, so she didn’t press him, and personally saw him off.
Qu Yuzuo got into the car and almost hesitated not at all to start and drive off, while Ye Mingmei barely tore herself away from the dining room to come out and talk to him.
All she saw was a white car disappearing.
She couldn’t help but frown, "Why drive off so quickly? How come both Brother Qu have such cold personalities, no wonder Sister Ziyan doesn’t fancy either of them, serves them right..."
Aunt Hui glanced at her, thinking, saying others left too fast, why didn’t you come out earlier, only knew how to eat...
Aunt Hui sighed, got up to check if the porridge in the kitchen was ready, as Mr. had a stomach illness, and eating other things wasn’t good, porridge was still better!
And also Lady, she hasn’t even had dinner yet!
Ten minutes after Qu Yuzuo drove away, the phone in his pocket started ringing.
He picked it up, glanced at it, and saw it was his brother Qu Yuzhou.
He put on his headset and answered.
"Hello. Bro, it’s me!"
"Hmm." Qu Yuzuo responded blandly.
"The girl said you went out on a call... what’s up? Did A Yu’s stomach act up again?"
"Heh—that’s what he deserves!"
A stubborn person who’d rather endure pain than take medicine, isn’t that what he deserves?
Qu Yuzhou could guess roughly from his brother’s tone, sighing, "Forget it, once he has a wife taking care of him in the future, you can save your worries... By the way, you’ve met his wife, right? Isn’t she quite something? I saw her once three years ago when she got engaged to Song Yichuan, she was only eighteen then, very young..."
Qu Yuzuo’s mind flashed with the girl’s pure and innocent face, and those bright, dark eyes...
She did indeed look very young!
After a pause, he said, "Looking at appearances, what can you really see? And sometimes, the more beautiful and harmless the exterior, the more it hides unforeseen dangers..."
Qu Yuzhou was momentarily stunned and said, "Bro, are you overthinking it?"
"Overthinking?" Qu Yuzuo sneered, "Don’t forget, my main profession isn’t as a surgeon, but a psychologist. Moreover, A Yu is still my former patient..."
Qu Yuzhou took a deep breath, momentarily at a loss for what to say...