For a moment, all her words got stuck in her throat, feeling that she seemed to have said something wrong.
Song Yansheng’s expression didn’t change in the slightest, as he continued to calmly wipe his fingers with a handkerchief, lowered his eyes, and slowly said: "Aunt Hui, you’ve overstepped!"
Hearing this, Aunt Hui quickly lowered her head and said: "Sorry, Mr., I..."
"No need to apologize..."
Song Yansheng stopped her, saying: "Aunt Hui, you have taken care of my mother for many years, and now you’ve been looking after me at the Song Mansion for five years. I do trust you, but there are always exceptions to everything!"
Aunt Hui’s palms felt a little sweaty.
The man said: "And she is my exception!"
Aunt Hui nodded: "...I understand, Mr.!"
"It won’t happen again!"
When Shi Nuan came downstairs after tidying up, breakfast was already prepared, and Song Yansheng was already waiting in the dining room.
Seeing Shi Nuan, Song Yansheng walked over gently taking her hand, leading her to sit in the chair.
"Today we made pumpkin porridge, which you should love!"
Shi Nuan was taken aback for a moment. Pumpkin porridge was indeed her favorite, and she recalled yesterday’s mango juice.
Shi Nuan suddenly felt that this man seemed to know her very well, how could that be?
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Shi Nuan said "Thank you" and quickly took her seat.
Song Yansheng also sat opposite her, his eyes full of smiles, with a gentle expression.
"Eat, have some more!"
A young maid beside them said: "Lady, you really need to eat more this time, this pumpkin porridge was personally made by our Mr.! "
Song Yansheng admonished the young maid.
The maid stuck out her tongue and said no more.
Shi Nuan was a bit shocked and asked Song Yansheng: "Second Uncle, this pumpkin porridge..."
"I got up a bit early today, so I personally went to the kitchen to make it. It didn’t take that long, you don’t need to think much of it. I made it not just for you to eat!"
Shi Nuan nodded and said "Um", even though he said that, she still felt quite embarrassed.
Hopefully, it wasn’t specially made for her, she couldn’t bear that.
Because of the pumpkin porridge, Shi Nuan’s appetite was quite improved this morning, eating more than yesterday.
For this, Song Yansheng was very pleased, feeling that his morning’s effort hadn’t been in vain.
After the meal, Shi Nuan went upstairs to pack up and prepare to go out. Today, she needed to visit Yu Yao at the old house, not wanting to keep the elders waiting too long.
To Shi Nuan, Yu Yao wasn’t unfamiliar.
She had met her a few times before, but always accompanied by Song Yichuan.
At that time, she and Song Yichuan would call Yu Yao Second Grandmother. Song Yichuan said: Second Grandpa and Second Grandmother treated him very well.
Shi Nuan then said: "Because you are very good, people treat you well!"
Song Yichuan laughed, ruffling her hair, and said: "You are even better, Nuannuan, meeting you has been my fortune!"
What fortune actually meant, Shi Nuan no longer knew, or perhaps she felt such things never came to her.
Otherwise, why did everyone she cherished leave one by one, and now in this world, it was just her all alone...
Song Yansheng waited downstairs for a while; seeing that Shi Nuan hadn’t come down yet, his delicate brows slightly furrowed.
Having taken care of Song Yansheng for several years, Aunt Hui understood the disposition of this man well, and softly suggested: "Mr., should I... go upstairs and check on Lady?"
Song Yansheng took out a cigarette, lit it, and shook his head softly, saying: "It’s the first time visiting the in-laws, she must take her time to get ready... Just wait a little longer!"
Aunt Hui responded with an "Oh" and patiently continued to wait.