Shi Nuan slightly furrowed her brows, not quite used to others praising her .
Zhang Xiaolian probably noticed too and smiled, saying, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it was my rudeness. Young Madam, please get in the car!"
Whether it was the Song Mansion or the Song Family Mansion, most people called Song Yansheng "Mr." and her "Lady," but Zhang Xiaolian was the first to address her as Young Madam and call Song Yansheng "Young Master."
But Shi Nuan thought, since he is Old Zhang’s son, he was probably one of Song Yansheng’s childhood playmates.
Just a bit strange though, hadn’t he seen her? Didn’t he know about her and Song Yichuan?
After all, the engagement back then was held quite grandly.
The Song Family and Shi Family seemed to want to use that engagement to tell everyone in T City that the two families were bound by mutual interests.
Shi Nuan got in the car and sat in the back seat.
This Zhang Xiaolian was different from his father, Old Zhang. Old Zhang was always reticent and only cautioned her to be careful when getting off the car; he remained silent during the drive.
But Zhang Xiaolian wasn’t like that. From the moment the car left the Song Mansion, he didn’t stop talking.
He asked Shi Nuan a bunch of questions.
Like how old she was? What did she like about Song Yansheng? How did Song Yansheng propose? How did the two of them meet? When did they plan to have the wedding...
Shi Nuan was unbearably annoyed, finally, she couldn’t help but ask back, "Did you always study outside?"
Zhang Xiaolian was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes. After the old master had a car accident, my father sent my sister, my mother, and me to our grandma’s house in City B. It was about five or six years ago that my mother moved back to T City, but I stayed in City B. My sister also got married there, and as for my grandmother, she’s getting old and doesn’t recognize people anymore. She only recognizes me, so I couldn’t leave City B. This time, I’m back because my mother hasn’t been in good health recently, so I came to see her!"
Shi Nuan understood, no wonder he didn’t know about her.
Zhang Xiaolian said, "But Young Madam, I’m grateful that you could marry the Young Master, giving him companionship and a home. Even though my relationship with the Young Master is ordinary and I used to make him angry when we were kids, I always felt that the Young Master... was quite lonely..."
Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered slightly.
Actually, Song Yansheng was very lonely, she had realized it long ago.
His loneliness was not only the aloof chill of being in a high position but also the result of his own experiences shaping his character.
But Zhang Xiaolian was thanking the wrong person this time.
If he knew why they got married, he probably wouldn’t have said these words to her.
The car quickly arrived at T University. As she got out, Zhang Xiaolian forcibly handed his contact information to Shi Nuan.
He said, "If you ever need anything, feel free to contact me. Also, if Young Madam wants to know some embarrassing stories from the Young Master’s youth, you can ask me!"
Shi Nuan bit her lip, ultimately refraining from throwing away the contact information into the trash bin.
It wasn’t that she wanted to know about Song Yansheng’s embarrassing past, but she felt Zhang Xiaolian was genuinely kind, and if she threw it away, she’d seem too heartless.
She received a call from Song Yansheng around noon that day.
Song Yansheng should have just left the airport, after more than ten hours of flying. He must have been exhausted, yet he still remembered to call her.
Shi Nuan admitted that, in that moment, she was somewhat moved.
Song Yansheng’s tone was light and joyful, he said to her, "You know? It’s raining in New York now, and outside it’s deep in the night, with the bright lights shining. As I watch the continuous rain outside the window, I suddenly miss you so much..."