Yu Yao didn’t speak, and the sound of her sobbing came from the other end of the phone!
Song Yansheng said, "Mom, you should know that up to this point, I’ve done everything I can for Xiao Chuan. And if he were still alive and healthy, I wouldn’t be making today’s decision..."
"..." Yu Yao, apart from crying, didn’t know what to say.
Song Yansheng’s eyes were also a bit red, his Adam’s apple moved as he suppressed the emotions on the brink of breaking down.
He spoke again, "Mom, I’ve decided that after Xiao Chuan’s seventh day ceremony, Nuannuan and I will go and register for marriage. I hope by then you can be open to it and welcome your future daughter-in-law!"
After saying this, he gently cut off the call, his fingers gripping the phone slightly tighter.
When Shi Nuan entered what was supposed to be her room, she was truly taken aback.
The entire bedroom was decorated in a fresh and elegant style, with warm tones and a very comfortable vibe. There were even two dolls placed on the bed, adding a youthful touch.
The curtains were blue with white floral patterns, in two layers, with a lace print in between. The room was large, clean, and neat. In the direction of the windowsill, there was also a desk, which was white, with some knick-knacks on it.
Beside it was an empty bookshelf, with only one photo frame on it. In the photo was Song Yansheng.
Someone actually put his own photo here...
Shi Nuan couldn’t say that Song Yansheng was thick-skinned. After all, it was arranged by the servants, perhaps just to please Song Yansheng!
Shi Nuan’s black suitcase was placed against the wall, looking somewhat out of place with the warm and cozy tones of the room.
However, she didn’t pay attention to these things, walked directly to the suitcase, put it down, and was about to open it when Aunt Hui came forward as if to help her.
Shi Nuan reached out to block her hand, saying, "No need, I’ll unpack myself!"
Aunt Hui looked at this young girl, realizing she had been a bit too forward earlier, quickly apologized, and stood up.
Shi Nuan caught her breath and said, "Sorry, I want to unpack alone, you can go now!"
Aunt Hui responded and gently exited the room, closing the door behind her.
At the doorway, Aunt Hui paused for a moment and looked at her hand:
Earlier, when the girl blocked her, she was in a hurry and exerted too much force, and her hard ring scratched the back of her hand, breaking the skin a little...
How much did she reject others touching her things...
After smoking two cigarettes outside, Song Yansheng returned and saw Aunt Hui tidying up in the living room, asked, "Where is she?"
Aunt Hui respectfully replied, "Lady is upstairs..."
Paused and added, "Lady said she wanted to unpack by herself, she didn’t want anyone to help!"
Song Yansheng squinted slightly: Indeed a stubborn girl!
He glanced at the clock in the living room, the time already pointed to ten-thirty in the evening, time to rest.
"Make a cup of milk and bring it up later!"
He softly instructed Aunt Hui, saying, "I want her to have a good night’s sleep!"
Aunt Hui glanced at the man and nodded in agreement.
The man gave a soft "Hm" and was already stepping towards the stairs.
Amidst his steady footsteps, there was clearly a hint of urgency.
Song Yansheng, unexpectedly, would also have a time when he eagerly wanted to see someone...
Yes, the current Song Yansheng wanted to see Shi Nuan, regardless of the reason, he wanted to see her.
But when he actually went upstairs and reached her room’s door, he felt a bit timid.
He hesitated a little, but that hesitation only lasted a few seconds before he gently knocked on the door.