The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today
Chapter 78 Deeply Rooted Affection

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Deeply Rooted Affection

The car drove into Song Mansion. Shi Nuan looked at the wide-open gate, at the red flowers and green trees in the courtyard, and her fingers resting on her lap instinctively clenched...

The car soon came to a steady stop in front of the main hall of Song Mansion.

A servant stepped forward to help open the car door, and Song Yansheng got out first.

Shi Nuan furrowed her brows, reached out to undo her seat belt, and just as she was about to turn to get out of the car, a hand, long and graceful with artistically sculpted joints, was extended before her.

Her eyes slightly trembled as she looked at the owner of the hand, seeing a face that was excessively refined and handsome.

It was already evening, and the last bits of the sun’s light cast a thin, fragmented red in the sky, darkening the atmosphere, making the man’s originally jet-black eyes appear colder like the night, unfathomable.

Shi Nuan hesitated for a moment, but eventually placed her hand into the man’s wide, warm palm.

The moment their palms met, the man applied gentle force, pulling her out of the car.

The car door closed with a "bang," and the wind swirled, tugging at the hem of Shi Nuan’s dress.

Song Yansheng smiled at her, intending to lead her inside, but Shi Nuan suddenly halted, not moving.

Song Yansheng turned to look at her, puzzled, and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Shi Nuan bit her lip, her slightly pale face tinged with a faint blush, remaining silent.

She truly did not know how to say it...

Could she really say that her pad might have shifted and stained her dress?

But if she didn’t say anything, the bloodstain at the back of her dress might soon be exposed to everyone...

There were so many servants standing here now...

"Second Uncle, I..."

Shi Nuan gathered her courage to speak, but paused before finishing her sentence.

Because Song Yansheng suddenly released her soft hand, quickly took off his suit jacket, and wrapped it around her slender frame.

Before she could even register her shock, she felt herself being lifted as Song Yansheng held her in his arms.

The fresh scent of sandalwood mixed with the smell of tobacco filled her senses, with his impeccably handsome face just inches away, and his thin lips only a few centimeters from her.

His warm breath brushed against her face as he breathed.

"Second Uncle..." Shi Nuan moved slightly.

Song Yansheng said, "Seeing you really don’t want to walk, I assume you want me to carry you... As you wish, after all, you’re my fiancée!"

With that, he pecked her on her petite nose before carrying her toward the main hall.

Shi Nuan: "..."

Her face flushed a deep red, but she couldn’t say anything, knowing full well that this man was helping her!

She suppressed her feelings, lowered her head, and leaned into Song Yansheng’s embrace, stopping all movements—

But in the eyes of the surrounding servants, her action clearly seemed like she was shy!

And it seemed that Mr. Song really liked Miss Shi Nuan. Previously, Miss Shi Nuan was the fiancée of Young Master Song Yichuan, and they couldn’t feel it.

Now they sensed that Mr. Song had long developed deep feelings for Miss Shi Nuan!

...

The servant wasn’t wrong in saying Shi Nuan was shy.

After all, she’s a young girl, being seen in such an awkward situation by an adult man like Song Yansheng...

Being carried inside by him, how could she not feel shy?

Moreover, Shi Nuan felt that Song Yansheng’s action solidified the shame that she was ’flirting with her fiancé’s uncle just after her fiancé’s death’.

Song Yansheng carried her all the way upstairs to her room before setting her down.