Shi Nuan often wondered what exactly Song Yansheng was thinking in his heart every time he spoke passionately to her.
He said that he didn’t want a marriage in form only, and he didn’t want the married life to be too lackluster, but ultimately this was still a marriage built on interests. No matter how much you sugarcoat it, it wouldn’t change anything, right?
Shi Nuan countless times couldn’t comprehend Song Yansheng. Even though he was her idol from her youth, she admired him and respected him but only in reason.
And in her eyes, a man like Song Yansheng should be admired from afar because his brilliance was too overwhelming. Being too close would either lead to being obliterated or getting burned...
She didn’t want to be obliterated, nor did she want to be burned. So, no matter how good Song Yichuan’s relationship was with him, she never thought of having any interaction with him through Song Yichuan.
But fate is such a strange thing. She once deliberately avoided it, but when she had nowhere to call for help and was full of despair, the person who pulled her to his side to shield her from everything turned out to be him... Song Yansheng!
Now, he affectionately said to her, "It’s okay, I’m still here!"
What rose in Shi Nuoxin’s heart wasn’t warmth, but rather bits of doubt and confusion...
She even began to doubt her decision to marry Song Yansheng, wondering if it was right or wrong!
The next day was May 3rd, the last day of the May Day holiday.
That morning, when Shi Nuan got up, Song Yansheng was not there; he must have already been up. f(r)eew(e)bnovel.(c)o(m)
The time was close to seven.
She got out of bed and walked to the window to draw the curtains, seeing the blue skies and bright sun, thinking the weather was nice.
Turning back to get ready to wash up, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang—it was Shi Nuan’s phone.
Shi Nuan walked over, picked it up, and took a glance; it was Ji Xia.
She recalled the matter at the hospital yesterday and hurried to the bathroom to answer the call.
As soon as the call connected, Ji Xia’s anxious voice came through, calling her, "Nuannuan... something happened with that report, a bit of an accident!"
Shi Nuan’s dark eyes trembled slightly, and the knuckles of her hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously.
In the gym, Song Yansheng was boxing, sweating profusely.
He woke up rather early today; there was nothing he could do. He naturally woke up early today, and upon waking, he watched the quietly sleeping and peaceful Shi Nuan curled up in his arms.
He just felt as if his whole heart was about to melt.
He was a man, a normal man, and it was natural that some romantic thoughts would arise in his mind.
If it weren’t for prior promises, he would have really pressed the little girl beneath him for a good while, but now, clearly, that wasn’t possible.
The physical reaction was growing stronger, and if he continued holding her, he figured he wouldn’t be able to control himself, so he gently got out of bed and went to the gym to use exercise to vent his desire.
As the sky gradually brightened, his mind also calmed down gradually, with a somewhat helpless bitter smile. He was probably the most distressed husband in the world...
With a slight smile, he got up and went to the gym’s bathroom, took a shower, and came out.
Changing into clean and fresh clothes, he seemed once again like that cultured and handsome man; no one knew the romantic ordeal he suffered that morning.
It was at that moment the phone rang; he picked it up and glanced at it; it was Chi Rui.
On such a rare holiday, how could there be so many things happening?
Frowning, he answered, his voice deep and cold, asking, "What’s the matter?"
Chi Rui said, "Mr. Song, something’s happened!"
Song Yansheng frowned, "What happened? Explain clearly!"