Actually before, Shi Nuan had come to see Song Xiucheng as well, but with Song Yichuan.
Song Yichuan once said that his Second Grandpa treated him exceptionally well. He and Song Yansheng had a five-year age gap, which wasn’t really that big.
Song Xiucheng loved Song Yichuan, perhaps even more than Song Yansheng.
Song Xiucheng loved children. If it weren’t for Yu Yao’s poor health and his concern for his wife, the Song Family wouldn’t only have Song Yansheng as their only child.
Today, at this moment, coming to see Song Xiucheng again, he still slept there so quietly, seemingly nothing had changed, yet actually, everything had changed.
Before, when Shi Nuan and Song Yichuan came to see him, Song Yichuan would talk a lot about his things to Song Xiucheng, and naturally, he would mention Shi Nuan too.
It’s said that people in a vegetative state can actually perceive the outside world and hear people talk. Then, Song Xiucheng should know her.
She couldn’t imagine if Song Xiucheng were to wake up and find out his grandnephew’s fiancée had suddenly become his son’s wife, what would he think?
Song Yansheng pulled over a chair and let Shi Nuan sit down, and Shi Nuan obediently sat down.
No longer resisting the deep-seated aversion, only because everything had been settled and couldn’t be changed.
Song Yansheng also sat down, holding Song Xiucheng’s hand, calling softly, "Dad..."
Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered slightly, and the hand placed on her leg unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.
She hoped Song Yansheng could consider some things and not say too much.
But in the next second, a hand covered hers.
It was precisely Song Yansheng.
Shi Nuan paused, while Song Yansheng had already tightly clasped her fingers, stretching them out in front of the hospital bed, with a smile on his face, his expression gentle.
Shi Nuan realized something, her heart trembled, wanting to withdraw her hand, but Song Yansheng held it very tightly, and she couldn’t break free.
He spoke again, his voice husky but cheerful: "Dad, this is Nuannuan, my new wife. We just got married today..."
Shi Nuan was stunned.
She thought she could face reality a little later, but what’s the meaning of Song Yansheng introducing her now?
Song Yansheng still had a smile on his lips, continuing, "Dad, your son is married... Are you happy?"
Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered, lightly biting her lip, unsure of what else to say...
The two of them arrived at the Shi Family around eleven forty.
Song Yansheng brought the gifts that Chi Rui had prepared in advance and got out of the car. Regardless, it’s the first time visiting the father-in-law’s house as a son-in-law, it should be more formal.
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However, besides Shi Yuanbo and ten-year-old Shi Tianchao, there was actually another person at the Shi Household today, someone who surprised Shi Nuan yet didn’t surprise her.
That person was Yu Dou, currently serving as the deputy general manager at the Shi Family, a rising star in the business world.
Yesterday, Shi Nuan went with Song Yansheng to the Song Family Mansion and heard that Song Qingyang was breaking off her engagement with Yu Dou. Yu Dou had previously gone on a business trip to Hong Kong and had been away for nearly half a month. Now that he’s back, naturally, he has a lot on his plate.
It’s also unclear if Song Qingyang met him.
But currently, there’s no news of their engagement being broken off publicly, so probably not yet.
Seeing Yu Dou didn’t surprise Shi Nuan, but didn’t necessarily mean it didn’t surprise Song Yansheng.
Shi Yuanbo explained, "The house is quite lonely now, I’m getting older, and can’t hold my drink like before. That’s why I called Xiao Yu over for a drink. I hope Mr. Song won’t mind!"
Song Yansheng looked smilingly, respectfully saying, "Father-in-law, you’re too kind. I’m glad Mr. Yu could come, how could I mind? Besides, father-in-law, now that Nuannuan and I have registered our marriage, shouldn’t the way you address me change?"