The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

Chapter 1243 - 1173: Second Uncle, I Will Not Be Fickle-Minded (2)

The sun was already up, but it wasn’t glaring, the entire air was cool, breezing against her face comfortably.

She took a deep breath and was just about to turn back when suddenly a figure appeared in her eyes.

The person was wearing a dark blue shirt, black trousers, and was walking leisurely on the tree-lined path.

The distance was quite far, but Shi Nuan still recognized him, it was Liao Qinghe.

She didn’t expect him to be up so early.

Shi Nuan bit her lip, just about to turn back, when she realized that Liao Qinghe seemed to be looking in her direction.

She was taken aback, and then noticed that Liao Qinghe was actually extending his hand, waving at her, as if he had discovered her!

Shi Nuan was shocked, she didn’t expect Liao Qinghe’s eyesight to be so good, considering that last night where she and Song Yansheng stood was much closer than Liao Qinghe.

And standing at that spot, she couldn’t see anything at all.

Shi Nuan didn’t know how to respond, and meanwhile, Song Yansheng, who was lying on the bed, became curious seeing Shi Nuan stand in front of the window all the time.

He asked, "Nuannuan, what are you doing?"

Shi Nuan murmured, "It’s Mr. Liao, he... he’s walking in the garden, and it seems... like he saw me!"

Song Yansheng narrowed his eyes, then threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the window with Shi Nuan.

Sure enough, Liao Qinghe was indeed up, and his gaze was directed towards their direction.

Song Yansheng’s thin lips moved slightly, after a while, he reached out to hold Shi Nuan’s shoulder and said, "Ignore him, we should go wash up!"

Shi Nuan replied, "Okay!"

With that, Shi Nuan was led by Song Yansheng to the bathroom without giving any response to Liao Qinghe downstairs.

The bathroom was spacious enough for two people to wash up, though they had been married for so long, they never had the experience of washing up together.

Shi Nuan found it very peculiar, and also quite awkward.

She had once watched some idol dramas with Ou Xiaoning, where the male and female leads got up together, brushed their teeth in front of the mirror, using the same kind of toothbrush and cup.

The scene was very warm, but back then, she thought it was too dreamy, brushing teeth and washing face together, isn’t it a bit too much?

She never thought she would one day have the same experience, so saying life is indeed unpredictable.

Shi Nuan pretended there was no one around, going about her washing up routine methodically.

Song Yansheng noticed that Shi Nuan washed her face directly with clean water, without using any of the facial cleansing tools placed next to her.

Yet even so, his little girl’s face was full of collagen, her skin was unbelievably good.

After all, she is young, Song Yansheng thought.

Thinking about this, he raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror.

His skin wasn’t particularly bad, but he always felt it was lacking something.

He racked his brains but couldn’t find an answer, until Shi Nuan finished washing up, and softly said to him, "Second Uncle, I’m done, I’m going out first!"

After saying that, she playfully winked and really went out.

Song Yansheng was taken aback, then unexpectedly pulled his lips into a smile.

What is it? It is the youthful...energy!

...

Song Yansheng always felt that ever since the family encountered changes when he was fourteen, he was no longer a child.

Growing up instantly, or forcing himself to grow up, whichever it was, his life was already different from his peers.

At fourteen, he experienced two life and death trials, then went abroad to struggle in a harsh social environment.

At twenty-one, he returned carrying all burdens, founded a company, and emerged strongly, eventually reaching where he is today.

Fifteen years, he went through a fifteen years that others couldn’t even imagine, but he didn’t want to resent fate for giving him such a life.

Because in this world, there are still many people living harder, more tiring, more difficult lives than he did.

At least he still had the chance to stand up, while some people never get such an opportunity.

Especially now, he not only stood up, but also found the root of his soul, the pulse of life.

He was really lucky, really, he was already very lucky.

...

When they went downstairs together, it was around seven ten in the morning.

Downstairs, they found Liao Qinghe reading a newspaper, and upon seeing them, he raised his eyebrows, "Good morning, Mr. Song, Mrs. Song!"

Song Yansheng smiled faintly, and said, "Mr. Liao is up quite early!"

Liao Qinghe laughed, "Indeed, ever since I arrived at Song Mansion yesterday, I thought the garden was very nice, but unfortunately, it was too late and I didn’t get a chance to take a good walk. So today I got up early, took a look around, and it didn’t disappoint me!"