The man looked at her, silently walked to a spot next to Shi Nuan, and sat down.
Shi Nuan bit her lip, feeling it was still too close, but didn’t say much. She started packing her things, ignoring Song Yansheng.
Song Yansheng didn’t mind, quietly sipping his tea while watching Shi Nuan busy around.
The tenderness in his eyes, unable to disperse!
Indeed, Shi Nuan had a lot of things, but today, she only packed books.
Influenced by her mother, Shi Nuan loved to read and buy books. Over the years at university, most of her not-so-abundant allowance was spent on books.
Now, looking at these books, she couldn’t help but think of her own mother.
Shi Nuan’s mother was a true lady of an influential family, her grandfather’s family was once immensely wealthy.
Unfortunately, after her mother married her father, and while Shi Nuan was still very young, her grandfather passed away. Her grandfather had no sons, only two daughters.
Her Younger Aunt was abroad, and her mother couldn’t possibly take over the company. Later, the company was taken over by one of her cousins.
Within just two or three years, the company’s performance began to decline. Her Younger Aunt returned to help, but was unable to turn things around.
Eventually, her Younger Aunt gave up and moved her elderly grandmother and grandfather’s memorial tablet abroad, seldom returning thereafter.
When Shi Nuan was ten, her grandfather’s company finally went bankrupt due to poor management and its assets were "divided" by several companies.
At that time, Shi Nuan didn’t understand much, but she clearly remembered that day when her father and mother had a huge argument, which scared her into running to her mother in tears.
It wasn’t until later that Shi Nuan learned that when her grandfather’s company went bankrupt and was "divided," the Shi Family got the biggest "share".
Some predetermined decay had signs long ago, but her mother was too naive, blinded by love, unable to see clearly...
She didn’t want to be like her mother, so when Shen Zui decided to leave four years ago, she didn’t stop him... f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)
Even though at that time, she truly felt life was unbearable!
This time packing, Shi Nuan packed up almost a box of books again. As she carried the heavy box downstairs, Song Yansheng laughed, "At this rate, the bookshelf I ordered for you might really not fit everything!"
Shi Nuan felt this comment carried a hint of playfulness, which she didn’t quite like, so she pretended to remain calm and said, "What’s there to be afraid of? Didn’t Second Uncle say that I could use the bookshelf in the study room? Would he go back on his word?"
Song Yansheng’s lips curved into a slight smile, saying, "Even if you occupied the entire Song Mansion, I couldn’t say a word of ’no,’ right?!"
Shi Nuan frowned, glanced at him sideways, thinking, how dare I occupy the house you built for your beloved?
But thinking about it carefully, as they were about to register for marriage, the servants at Song Mansion already regarded her as the mistress of the house, it seemed she really has... occupied it!
But heaven knows, that’s not what she wanted.
Shi Nuan said nothing more, continued walking forward, quickening her pace. She didn’t believe that Song Yansheng, carrying the heavy box, could be as light on his feet as her!
Sure enough, as they walked to the entrance of the apartment building, Shi Nuan had left Song Yansheng three steps behind.
By the time she registered with the Dormitory Management Committee auntie, Song Yansheng had just caught up with her, and as soon as the box was put down, Shi Nuan was already stepping out.
Before leaving, Little Taotao turned back and teasingly told the man, "Second Uncle, hurry up!"
Fine, this little girl is deliberately playing with him now!
But he didn’t mind. He had come here ready to play the role of "laborer"!
Think about it, the dignified CEO of TK Group playing laborer for a little girl, how many people would laugh at that if they knew!
But, never mind, this was all voluntary on his part, no one forced him!
Looking up, he glanced at Shi Nuan’s figure in the distance, a gentle light gradually spilling from his dark eyes. That halo carried a soft energy, wrapping and melting that figure bit by bit, deeply into his heart...