novelraw Chapter 622: Song Yansheng’s Wife Is Her, Shi Nuan
Chapter 622: Song Yansheng’s Wife Is Her, Shi Nuan
The remaining ten or so photography samples were left unfinished because Song Yansheng used the birthday as a distraction, and Shi Nuan didn’t get to complete viewing them.
Actually, it didn’t matter whether she finished them or not, because in Shi Nuan’s opinion, there wasn’t much difference; no matter how many she looked at, she couldn’t pick one out.
Since Song Yansheng would arrange everything, her going was more or less enough.
Breakfast started quickly, and the two of them went to the restaurant to have breakfast together.
This morning Song Yansheng specifically instructed the kitchen to make pumpkin porridge, which Shi Nuan loved, and she had two small bowls in succession.
Shi Nuan had a good appetite, which put Song Yansheng in a pleasant mood, and unknowingly, he ate a bit more.
After the meal, Shi Nuan went upstairs to change clothes since she was headed back to school and didn’t need to go to the company, so Shi Nuan dressed more casually and naturally.
Regarding her hair, because of the hot weather, Shi Nuan naturally tied it into a ponytail, revealing her facial features and contours.
Shi Nuan looked at herself in the mirror several times, confirming that although she was not exactly a classic beauty, she wasn’t the type to be considered very unattractive either.
Wearing a wedding dress with Song Yansheng, she should... barely make do!
This ’barely’ was indeed quite reluctant, as Song Yansheng’s appearance was too exquisite and handsome, and changing to any other woman would probably feel pressured!
The thought of Chu Jingyun inexplicably came to mind.
Chu Jingyun was undoubtedly very beautiful, with great figure and temperament.
If it were her...
No, it couldn’t be her, Song Yansheng’s wife is her, Shi Nuan, not anyone else!
Not anyone else!
No matter whether they looked a good match standing together or not, they were husband and wife, and that was an established fact!
No one could change it!
After changing clothes, Shi Nuan tidied up her bag simply, thinking that when she returned today, she would probably have to clean out her dorm room belongings.
She turned to fetch the suitcase she had brought back last time, her gaze catching the black suitcase beside it.
That day Song Yansheng had opened her suitcase and found long-lasting contraceptives in her bag, even though time had passed, recalling it felt as if it happened yesterday!
Taking a deep breath, trying hard not to overthink, Shi Nuan picked up the suitcase next to her and went downstairs.
By then, Song Yansheng had already changed and was waiting downstairs.
Shi Nuan paused, and the two of them, one on the upper floor and one below, gazed at each other from afar.
Song Yansheng smiled, his eyes soft and gentle, with an elegant and refined demeanor, looking exceedingly handsome!
Shi Nuan lowered her gaze and walked slowly down the stairs. Song Yansheng went to the foot of the stairs, extended his hand to take her suitcase, and handed it to the servant, then lifted his arm slightly.
Shi Nuan understood, reached out, and linked arms, and Song Yansheng was very satisfied, smiling faintly as they walked toward the outside.
The weather was great today, the sun was clear and bright, and the sky was as blue as if washed by water, without a cloud in sight.
It was a perfect day for taking graduation photos... or wedding photos!
The car sped away from Song Mansion, racing along the highway outside, with the window open, the wind occasionally blowing in and stirring Shi Nuan’s hair.
It was quite refreshing, and Shi Nuan’s mood involuntarily lifted.
The trip took Shi Nuan to the gate of T University, and Song Yansheng handed her the empty suitcase, not saying much, only stating, "At one in the afternoon, don’t be late!"
Shi Nuan nodded, saying, "Okay!"
Then, the two exchanged a knowing glance and shared a mutual smile.
Shi Nuan turned away, while Song Yansheng remained in the car, always gazing in her direction.
The woman’s slender silhouette with her long ponytail blowing in the wind, her dress fluttering, her clothes winding gracefully—it was as beautiful as a vibrant painting, causing him to linger on with endless fondness.