The gaze, like a magnet encountering a piece of iron, clung deeply to Song Yansheng, difficult to shift away.

"Nuannuan, are you looking at me?"

The man’s deep, magnetic voice came, tinged with a hint of teasing.

Shi Nuan did not shy away and even shamelessly nodded.

Song Yansheng’s expression finally improved, and the corners of his mouth showed a gentle smile.

He continued to ask, "So, do I look good?"

"Good looking!" Shi Nuan continued to nod.

"Does this mean Nuannuan likes me a lot?"

Shi Nuan was momentarily stunned, then realized that Song Yansheng was "coaxing" her.

But at this moment, she was willing to be coaxed, continuing to nod with a smile, "Yes, I like it a lot!"

The smile on Song Yansheng’s lips deepened as he leaned in to peck Shi Nuan gently on her soft lips.

"Me too..." he said, "I like Nuannuan, very much, very much!"

That day’s rain, eventually fell, but not as quickly as Shi Nuan thought. It wasn’t until the sky had completely darkened that the heavy rain arrived fashionably late.

Shi Nuan’s leg was injured, affecting her walking, but she could still walk.

Yet, Song Yansheng couldn’t bear to see the little girl walking with a limp, insisting on carrying her up and down the stairs.

During dinner, the two went downstairs, and Aunt Hui, along with the two young maids, saw Song Yansheng carrying Shi Nuan, looking astonished. The young maids’ eyes were full of envy.

Aunt Hui, apart from a brief initial pause, quickly acted as usual, greeting the two warmly.

Shi Nuan, being carried, felt somewhat embarrassed and naturally didn’t feel like observing everyone’s expressions. She wanted Song Yansheng to put her down, but how could Song Yansheng listen to her?

Only later did Aunt Hui and the others learn that Shi Nuan’s knee was injured.

Aunt Hui said, "Miss’s knee may not heal by tomorrow, work might be affected..."

Song Yansheng just wanted to say she should take leave and not work, but Shi Nuan interrupted, "It’s okay, my work mainly involves sitting at a desk, nothing requires a lot of movement..."

Even if there were meetings, Sister Zou would definitely cancel them all.

After moving to the project department, due to Yu Dou’s "special" care, the work was much more relaxed than in the HR department.

But how could Song Yansheng allow this, he frowned and said, "If you’re injured, stay home and rest, don’t go anywhere!"

Shi Nuan insisted, "It’s really not a problem, I’m feeling much better already, moreover..."

"Say no more, you’ve been weak lately, now you’re injured too, how could I not worry if you go to work?"

"Mr. Song is truly considerate of Mrs. Song, leaving no stone unturned!"

Just as Song Yansheng finished speaking, a teasing male voice came through.

In the Song Mansion, the only one daring to tease Song Yansheng like this was Liao Qinghe.

Liao Qinghe was out last night and had only just returned, who knows what he was up to.

Even though they reached some agreements in certain areas, Song Yansheng still didn’t quite like him.

With a faint expression, "Mr. Liao’s return is timely, dinner just started, would you like to join us?"

Liao Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "No need, tonight I’m attending a party, just returning to change clothes and leave!"

Finished speaking, he waved at the two, "Alright, it’s getting late, I need to hurry upstairs, have to pick up two beauties as well, it won’t be good to be late..."

Then, looking at Shi Nuan, raising an eyebrow, he said, "Mrs. Song, take good care of your injury, I’ll be off!"

Shi Nuan nodded, and Liao Qinghe hummed a little tune as he left, completely ignoring Song Yansheng’s darkened face.

Song Yansheng had just warned Liao Qinghe to be more restrained, feeling that Wen Biyue was spoiling him too much, yet Liao Qinghe not only didn’t restrain himself, but became even more outrageous...

This man, he must be doing it on purpose...

The next day, a workday, despite Song Yansheng’s strict prohibition of Shi Nuan’s going to work, she still wanted to resist a little.

"Second Uncle, let me go for half a day, if it really doesn’t work, I’ll call Old Zhang to pick me up, how about that?"

"No way!" Song Yansheng instantly refused, "There’s no room for discussion on this, Nuannuan, be good and stay home to heal, call me anytime if you need anything!"

After speaking, he even gave Shi Nuan a consoling kiss on the cheek.

Yet in Shi Nuan’s heart, she was not entirely comfortable.

She always felt that Song Yansheng was shielding her too much, causing her to often forget how treacherous the outside world really was.

This wasn’t good, it wasn’t the Shi Nuan she wanted to become, nor the life she wanted to live.

But talking to Song Yansheng about these things right now, he probably wouldn’t listen.