Song Yansheng looked at the young and handsome face in front of him, and for a moment, a strange feeling flashed in his heart.
Shen Zui is twenty-four this year, the same age as Song Yichuan, but compared to Song Yichuan, this man possesses more youthful energy and flamboyance.
Clearly, he is one of Song Yichuan’s best friends, but he is really far behind Song Yichuan.
Song Yansheng didn’t reach out his hand but directly walked over to the sofa and sat down.
An assistant secretary brought over two cups of fresh tea and quickly exited.
In the room, only two men remained, one standing, one sitting, both silent.
Shen Zui stared at Song Yansheng, who was sitting there quietly, exuding an imposing aura. Just one glance from him made Shen Zui feel a subtle pressure.
He sensed his unfriendly demeanor, so he seemed not to plan on being polite to him!
Shen Zui didn’t mind and sat down on his own. At that moment, Song Yansheng had already taken out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
He casually tossed the cigarette and lighter on the table. Shen Zui glanced at them, didn’t stand on ceremony, picked one up, and lit it.
Amid the swirling smoke, Song Yansheng remained elegantly leaning on the sofa, his gaze fixed on Shen Zui, who was also looking at him.
The two of them silently stared at each other for two seconds, and it was Song Yansheng who spoke first.
He said, "I remember you... one of Xiao Chuan’s friends, correct?"
Shen Zui smiled, "Mr. Song, you have a good memory, but..."
He paused and continued, "But I have another identity. I wonder if Mr. Song knows?"
"Oh?" Song Yansheng raised his handsome brows, his gaze slightly hazy with a hint of intoxication, and his long eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly.
Yet, the arc of his lips was so gracefully delicate that it was distracting.
Shen Zui was not afraid and directly met his clear eyes, softly saying, "My other identity is Xiao Chuan’s fiancée when he was alive, Shi Nuan’s boyfriend!"
Song Yansheng paused with the cigarette between his fingers, but it was only for a moment before he placed the cigarette between his thin lips and took a puff.
As he exhaled a cloud of white smoke, he gently corrected, "It should be ’ex-boyfriend’!"
The word "ex" indeed pricked Shen Zui slightly. He often thought, if... if he hadn’t mentioned breaking up that day.
Shi Nuan wouldn’t have agreed so easily.
Maybe everything would be different now!
With a slight sigh, he said, "Yes, ex-boyfriend, and at the same time, her first love!"
Song Yansheng’s expression remained unchanged, his brows slightly furrowed, and he uttered a faint "hmm": "And then?"
Shen Zui said, "I know the entanglement between you and Nuannuan, and I also know that she is now... she’s now with you. But I also know that there is no love between you. It’s just mutual use, or perhaps... temporary infatuation and passion... no matter what it is, that kind of relationship won’t last long, and from what I know of Nuannuan, she won’t rely on you for too long. Sooner or later, she will leave you. Mr. Song, you’re a smart person; you should understand what I mean!"
Song Yansheng squinted at Shen Zui for a moment, smiled thinly, and said, "Shen Zui, right... I think you seem to have misunderstood something: you and Nuannuan have no more relationship now. In that case, if you continue to meddle in her affairs or even her feelings, isn’t that nosy?"
"No more relationship?" Shen Zui also smiled and said, "Is that so, temporarily, no more relationship. But Mr. Song, two months ago, it seems you also had no relationship with Nuannuan. But now you have a relationship with her, you could, so why can’t I, Shen Zui?!"