Chapter 342: Chapter 342

Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered softly, and she subconsciously paused her steps.

Outside the door, Xiao Shuang entered with a face full of joy, saying, "Lady, Mr. has returned, the car just entered the main gate!"

Shi Nuan nodded; she should have thought of it. Since Gu Zheng came to pick up Ye Mingmei, Song Yansheng should also have returned.

But why a few minutes apart, why not together?

Or perhaps Gu Zheng was eager to pick up Ye Mingmei, drove fast, and left Song Yansheng behind?

No matter what, now that Song Yansheng was back, it wasn’t polite for Shi Nuan to go upstairs right away.

She sat back on the sofa, pretending to read a magazine, but she couldn’t focus on it at all.

She glanced at the snacks on the table. Although she wasn’t fond of sweet things, having a little shouldn’t matter.

Shi Nuan picked up a chestnut cake by her side and took a bite.

The taste wasn’t bad, just a tad too sweet.

Earlier, Ye Mingmei had eaten quite a bit of this kind of chestnut cake. This little girl loved sweets and meat yet never put on weight. It was truly remarkable.

Lost in thought, a silhouette entered from outside, and upon hearing footsteps, Shi Nuan’s fingertips trembled, causing the chestnut cake to plummet to the ground.

She quickly reached out to pick it up, and after reclaiming it, looked up at the handsome man walking in.

Song Yansheng smiled at the corners of his mouth, walked over step by step, took the chestnut cake from Shi Nuan’s hand, and tossed it into the trash can.

"Why do I always scare you so easily, hmm?"

Shi Nuan lowered her eyes, her face flushed slightly, and said, "I was just lost in thought, not your fault..."

Song Yansheng lightly nodded, not intending to pursue the issue further, merely glancing at his watch and saying, "It’s already past nine o’clock; I wonder if celebrating now would be considered too late?"

Shi Nuan was puzzled, as Song Yansheng pulled his hand from the suit pocket he had been rubbing.

The next second, a glittering silver chain appeared before Shi Nuan’s eyes.

The chain’s design was not complex; it appeared to be platinum, with a very small pendant hanging a pearl below.

Under the incandescent light, it shimmered magnificently.

Song Yansheng continued to smile, saying, "I know you prefer modesty, so this is just a platinum chain. The pearl below is custom-made for you, and it has an engraving on it, with your name!"

"Name?" Shi Nuan’s eyes sparkled.

Song Yansheng nodded, "Yes... your name, my Nu’an!"

Shi Nuan’s face flushed instantly.

Song Yansheng had already moved behind her, lifted her long hair, and placed the platinum necklace around her neck.

Shi Nuan lowered her head, her hand feeling that pearl, a bit cool, seemingly smooth but distinctly textured by touch.

Is it really her name? Indeed, it was quite special!

Song Yansheng arranged Shi Nuan’s hair neatly, then faced her again, held her shoulders, and sized her up with a satisfied smile.

"It looks great, complements your skin tone; seems like my taste isn’t too shabby!"

Shi Nuan pursed her lips, eventually murmuring, "... Thank you, Second Uncle!"

"If I were to say that I engraved the letters on this pearl myself, wouldn’t your ’thank you’ feel a bit too light?"

Shi Nuan was startled, engraved by hand? By Song Yansheng?

She looked at the man, her gaze still incredulous, "Second Uncle, you... mmm!"

Shi Nuan had barely started speaking when her pink lips were sealed by Song Yansheng!