The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

Chapter 1265 - 1187: He Understands Everything, But Just Can’t Feel at Ease (2)

Shi Nuan was taken aback. She didn’t expect that in less than two hours of being busy, so many things had happened.

She turned her head to look at the bowl of red date and white fungus soup on the table.

She sighed a little, but in her heart, she felt warm.

There are still people who care about her, aren’t there?

She is still very happy, very happy indeed!

...

Song Yansheng came back that day, riding in the same car as Liao Qinghe.

His face didn’t look good when he got out of the car.

Liao Qinghe had said it was rare to have Saturday off, and wanted to let the driver leave early, so he gave the driver a holiday.

No problem, TK Group has plenty of drivers, but Liao Qinghe said that since Mr. Song had a car, Mr. Song wouldn’t mind giving him a lift!

I mind!

But could Song Yansheng say that?

Apparently not.

Shi Nuan had already woken up at that time, but hadn’t gone downstairs yet.

She stood at the window on the second floor looking out, and saw the two men walking almost side-by-side toward the main house.

Both of them walked pretty fast, and it seemed there was no communication at all the whole way.

The atmosphere was a bit strange.

Shi Nuan knew that Song Yansheng and Liao Qinghe didn’t get along, especially at Song Mansion, where they were almost like enemies.

And she also knew the main reason was herself.

She sighed, feeling somewhat helpless, but also without a solution.

When the two were about to enter, Shi Nuan went downstairs.

As she reached the staircase, she saw the two entering.

Song Yansheng lifted his head, his expression softened compared to before, and the sparkle in his eyes, even from a distance, she could see clearly.

He smiled slightly and said, "Nuannuan, I’m back!"

Shi Nuan responded with a soft "Mm," and Liao Qinghe also greeted her.

He asked, "I heard Mrs. Song left work early and came back in the afternoon, is everything alright? Are you feeling unwell?"

Shi Nuan shook her head, "No, there wasn’t much to do at the company, so I came back!"

Liao Qinghe nodded, "That’s good. Mrs. Song doesn’t know, but on the way back, Mr. Song was quite worried and the driver even sped up to get Mr. Song back to you sooner!"

Shi Nuan felt embarrassed and blushed slightly, while Song Yansheng took his coat off and handed it to Aunt Hui. Shi Nuan quickly walked down the stairs.

Aunt Hui brought tea, and the three of them sat down.

Song Yansheng asked, "Did Uncle Wu bring the fish this afternoon?"

Aunt Hui said, "He brought it, and I made soup with it, but Lady..."

Song Yansheng squinted and looked at Shi Nuan, his gaze clearly questioning.

Shi Nuan felt awkward and said, "I planned to have it for dinner..."

"What about the tonic Lady sent, should you drink it now?"

There were three types, and Shi Nuan had to drink them all, so she nodded, "Now is fine!"

Song Yansheng’s eyes questioned, and Aunt Hui quickly explained, which made Song Yansheng laugh, "So Nuannuan has to drink quite a bit of soup today?"

Shi Nuan felt embarrassed, indeed she had to drink quite a lot.

Liao Qinghe chimed in, "Since there’s so much soup at the house, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song, you wouldn’t mind sharing some with me, right?"

Song Yansheng was about to ask Aunt Hui to serve a bowl of fish soup to Liao Qinghe.

Liao Qinghe continued, "Please, Aunt Hui, serve me a bowl of the red date and white fungus soup your Mrs. Song made this afternoon!"

Song Yansheng frowned, and Aunt Hui noticed his displeasure.

But it’s just a bowl of red date and white fungus soup, shouldn’t be an issue, so she quietly agreed and was about to leave.

A voice stopped her, "Wait!"

Aunt Hui was startled because it was Song Yansheng who stopped her.

Aunt Hui stood still, waiting for Song Yansheng’s instructions.

Song Yansheng spoke, "Get me a bowl of red date and white fungus soup too!"

Aunt Hui: "..."

She was speechless for a moment, but since Song Yansheng asked for it, she couldn’t refuse, right?

Aunt Hui agreed and left.

Shi Nuan sat there, feeling speechless.

She thought Song Yansheng was acting like a child, so childish.

Liao Qinghe was quite calm, even teasing, "So Mr. Song’s taste is quite similar to mine!"

Song Yansheng replied coolly, "Mr. Liao, you’re overthinking, my taste is quite similar to our Nuannuan’s!"

Shi Nuan: "..."

Liao Qinghe laughed and said, "Oh? But speaking of which, Naonao also likes drinking red date and white fungus soup!"

Shi Nuan nodded, "Yes, my Younger Aunt loves drinking it, but I don’t drink it much, just thought of it today!"

Liao Qinghe said, "Your Younger Aunt might not be great at cooking, but she makes pretty good red date and white fungus soup. I had the privilege to try it once and I still remember it!"

Shi Nuan said sadly, "I heard from my mother that my Younger Aunt loved sweets since she was a child, especially dates, and red date and white fungus soup was her favorite. She has a bit of a cleanliness obsession and doesn’t like the smell of cooking in the kitchen, so she never cooked. But to make red date and white fungus soup, she specifically asked my mother to teach her. After learning, she made it even better than my mother..."