Shi Nuan looked at his open palm, facing upwards, an invitation.
After a moment's hesitation, she reached out and placed her hand on his.
At the instant their palms touched, Shi Nuan felt a warm sensation flowing in her heart, and then Song Yansheng's warm hand completely enveloped hers.
"I promise you..." Song Yansheng's voice was very soft, but each word was articulated clearly.
He said, "I promise you... I will take good care of myself, so you won't worry!"
Shi Nuan's gaze subtly shifted, and the question she had always hidden in her heart surfaced once more.
Why is Song Yansheng... why is he so good to her?
They were merely in a marriage of convenience, his heart once belonged to a beloved woman, their identities were awkward, they were using each other...
He even knows perfectly well that not long after Song Yichuan's death, she could never truly accept him, view him as her so-called husband, or love him...
So why, why is he so good to her?
