The road from the Shi Family residence to the main gate was neither too long nor too short.
A few days ago, Shi Nuan had once walked this path alone, stubborn and hopeless.
Now, she was walking it again, but she was not alone; Song Yansheng was holding her hand.
Throughout the walk, they did not speak, nor did they have any disagreements. Their pace was slow but synchronized, exceptionally harmonious.
The Shi Family's servants watched from a distance, shocked yet sighing.
After all, they had clearly seen Shi Nuan's situation in the Shi Family over the past ten years.
They quickly reached the car, and Song Yansheng first placed the bag in the trunk, then opened the car door for Shi Nuan to get in.
She sat in the passenger seat.
However, Shi Nuan did not move.
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?"
Shi Nuan gently bit her lip and said, "...you've been drinking, let me drive."
