Shi Nuan was in the kitchen, focused on washing grapes, when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
She was startled for a moment and turned her head to see a handsome man in a white shirt and black trousers stepping through the door.
Unlike before, when his brows were relaxed and he was in a good mood, at this moment, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his brows were slightly furrowed.
It seemed like he had something on his mind.
Shi Nuan's eyes flickered as she asked, "Second Uncle, what's wrong?"
Song Yansheng gently replied with a sound of acknowledgment, his exquisite features standing out under the sunlight streaming through the window.
After a moment's hesitation, he slowly spoke, "I might... have to leave for a while..."
Shi Nuan was slightly shocked but quickly regained her composure and said, "It's okay, I'll... I'll handle dinner!"
