Song Yansheng tightened his grip on her hand and said, "Alright, let's go back!"
Song Yansheng held Shi Nuan's hand as they walked back, their steps slow, almost like a stroll.
The atmosphere was harmonious, both of them tacitly choosing not to mention Liao Qinghe.
Although Shi Nuan felt that this person shouldn't become a taboo between them.
Soon they returned to the main house's living room, but Liao Qinghe was nowhere to be seen. The maid cleaning the living room said, "Mr. Liao has gone upstairs!"
After a pause, she added, "Mr. Liao said he's not feeling well today. Just send dinner upstairs directly; he won't be coming down!"
Shi Nuan paused in surprise; Liao Qinghe seemed fine just moments ago, what happened now?
Even Song Yansheng was puzzled; what tricks was Liao Qinghe playing?
What tricks was Liao Qinghe playing? Actually, nothing; he truly was a bit tired.
Heart weary.
Today's walk with Shi Nuan brought back too many memories of Xu Jing.
