Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered slightly. How should she put it? Rather than saying she cared, it was more about feeling guilty, but this guilt was not because of Song Qingyang, it was because of Song Yichuan.
In her twenty-one years of life, the person she’s most sorry to is Song Yichuan.
She gently shook her head and said, "I have no time to care about these things now!"
Song Yansheng smiled. Although his Nuannuan was kind-hearted, when it came to being decisive, she was more resolute than anyone else.
This was good, at least she wasn’t someone who could be easily hurt by just anyone.
Outside, Yu Yao and Song Qingyang were heading towards the kitchen together.
Yet, they stopped not far outside the kitchen.
Song Yansheng saw that her cup of tea was almost empty and thought she must be thirsty.
His own cup of tea was untouched, so he gently pushed his cup towards her: "If it’s not enough, I’ll have someone bring more!" f.(r)eewe/bnov\ll.com
Shi Nuan glanced at him, did not refuse, and said, "Thank you!"
Song Qingyang was slightly puzzled and looked at Yu Yao, asking, "Second Grandmother, why did you stop walking?"
Yu Yao sighed softly and said, "Qingyang, I know you have many objections to Nuannuan marrying your Second Uncle, but since he married her, that’s how it is. What’s done is done. Even if you don’t accept it, you shouldn’t show it and make your Second Uncle unhappy!"
Song Qingyang’s eyes flickered slightly, finally understanding that Yu Yao called her out because she had something to say.
In fact, she had really been trying to restrain herself, but every time she faced them together, she just couldn’t quite hold back.
Since a young age, Song Qingyang had been close to Yu Yao, and she hadn’t planned to hide anything. With red-rimmed eyes, she said, "Second Grandmother, I don’t want to either, but you know, after all, Nuannuan is..."
"I know..." Yu Yao interrupted her, lightly sighed, and said, "But that was before. Now, she is the Song Family’s legitimate eldest daughter-in-law, your Second Uncle’s rightful wife, and your well-defined Second Aunt. This is reality, a reality you must accept!"
Song Qingyang held Yu Yao’s hand, tears welling up in her eyes, and she said, "Second Grandmother, I don’t understand... even if, even if Second Uncle and Nuannuan had that one night, why did he have to marry her? And you, why didn’t you stop it then? Even if not for Xiao Chuan, for the Song Family’s reputation, you should have stopped it!"
Yu Yao lowered her gaze, shook her head, and said, "There are some things I can stop, but some things I cannot... Besides, compared to the Song Family’s reputation, my son is most important!"
Song Qingyang’s eyes flickered slightly with some confusion, but Yu Yao did not intend to continue. Gently tugging her hand, she said, "Qingyang, everything has its fate. You, me, all of us cannot stop it, so since we can’t stop it, let’s slowly accept it!"
Shi Nuan finished two cups of tea but somehow felt thirstier the more she drank.
Song Yansheng had no choice but to call the servant and have her bring a cup of hot mango juice.
Juice perhaps could quench the thirst better than tea.
Shi Nuan was extremely grateful.
The juice was delivered quickly, at that time Yu Yao and Song Qingyang had not even returned.
At that moment, Song Yansheng had gone to the bathroom and was not in the living room.
The servant saw Shi Nuan sitting there alone, lightly bit her lip, and then walked over.
At that moment, Shi Nuan was reading the morning newspaper on the table.
Although Yu Yao mostly focused on spiritual practices, indifferent to worldly affairs, ever since her son went into business, she occasionally browsed the newspaper to keep up with the T City business world.
The servant approached, looked at Shi Nuan who was engrossed in the newspaper, and gently said, "Lady, your juice..."