Shi Nuan was taken aback and instinctively was about to let go, but Song Yansheng suddenly held her tightly.
In that instant, Shi Nuan was a bit dazed.
Then, she heard Song Yansheng's deep, magnetic voice sounding by her ear, his voice like the play of a cello, pleasant against her ear.
He said, "Nuannuan, don't be afraid, Second Uncle is here... Second Uncle will always be by your side, will never leave Nuannuan, never ever!"
...
That day, when the car started again, Shi Nuan looked back at Song Yansheng's figure once more.
He seemed to notice her gaze, waved at her, the corners of his lips smiling, as gentle as spring.
He was so handsome, just standing there like that, already resembling a painting, making it hard to look away.
He really knew how to perfectly display his charm, always catching her off guard, stirring her emotions.
She liked him, she couldn't help but like him. If she didn't like a man like him, what kind of man could she like?
