The night outside the window deepened, and in the rest room, Song Yansheng’s complexion had improved considerably; the stomach medicine had taken effect.
Even though it was early May, the night breeze was still a bit chilly. Shi Nuan got up, walked to the window, and closed it.
Turning around, she asked Song Yansheng, "Second Uncle, would you like some water?"
Song Yansheng shook his head, "...Not for now!"
"Then are you hungry? I can go downstairs to see if Aunt Hui has finished cooking the porridge..."
"No need!" Song Yansheng sighed, "Aunt Hui is probably here; I hear footsteps outside!"
Shi Nuan responded, feeling quite embarrassed.
Just then, a knock on the door came, followed by Aunt Hui’s voice, "Sir, Madam, the porridge is ready..."
Shi Nuan bit her lip: Song Yansheng guessed it right!
"Come in!" Song Yansheng replied with a smile.
The door opened, and Aunt Hui came in with a tray. On the tray were some side dishes and rice porridge, with two bowls, clearly meant for two people.
Shi Nuan hurried forward, ready to take it, when Song Yansheng behind her spoke, "I’m much better now, I can go downstairs to eat, no need to stay upstairs!"
Seeing the girl’s flustered appearance, he feared that if he stayed longer, she would worry even more!
Aunt Hui looked at Song Yansheng’s still pale face and was not very reassured, "Sir..."
Song Yansheng ignored her, directly lifting the blanket, saying, "Nuannuan, come over and support me!"
Shi Nuan didn’t dare delay, hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Yansheng out of bed.
The man’s presence instantly enveloped her, making her heart skip a beat.
She never imagined that one day she would become a support for this man... It felt like a dream.
The man’s hand grasped her wrist, his palm warmer than usual.
It seemed his stomach condition was more severe than she had imagined! f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)
Aunt Hui saw Song Yansheng insisting and said no more, calling a servant from outside the door, handing over the tray, intending to lend a hand to help Shi Nuan support Song Yansheng.
Unexpectedly, Song Yansheng refused, saying, "I’m fine, Nuannuan can support me alone!"
Aunt Hui awkwardly withdrew her hand and nodded lightly.
Watching the slender Shi Nuan supporting a man at least 1.85 meters tall, she sighed slightly.
Isn’t Sir being a bit too stubborn?
Actually, although Shi Nuan was supporting Song Yansheng, she wasn’t struggling much.
The man was weak, but not to the point where he couldn’t walk. It was more the feeling of being supported and relying on Shi Nuan that he enjoyed!
In the living room, Ye Mingmei was happily eating a plate of strawberries. Seeing the two come downstairs, she gave a sweet smile and said, "Brother Yu, little sister-in-law, you came down?"
Aunt Hui, seeing Ye Mingmei with the plate of strawberries, quickly said, "Miss Ye, you... you should also eat fewer strawberries!"
Ye Mingmei picked up a strawberry, popped it into her mouth, and said, "Why? Brother Yu can’t eat strawberries, so if I eat them all, he won’t be able to have any, right?"
"Don’t worry, I won’t be like Brother Yu, getting a stomachache after eating a few strawberries. I promise I’m fine..."
Aunt Hui wanted to say more, but Song Yansheng said, "Let her eat. If she gets a stomachache, just don’t let her eat meat..."
Ye Mingmei, hearing this, quickly put down the plate and stood up, saying, "Brother Yu, you can’t be , you’re too much..."
She then looked at Shi Nuan, "Little sister-in-law, aren’t you going to do anything about Brother Yu being so over the top? ’Spare the rod, spoil the child,’ if you don’t manage him now, you won’t be able to in the future!"