Shi Nuan nodded slightly and said, "Mm, I understand!"
Song Qingyang smiled and said, "In that case, I hope Second Aunt will say some good words for me in front of Second Uncle in the future... It's getting late, I've taken up too much of your time, and Second Uncle might not be pleased, so I'll head off now. As for you... take care of yourself!"
After speaking, she clenched her purse tightly and shot a fierce look at Shi Nuan before turning to open the door.
Shi Nuan, however, hurriedly called out to her at that moment.
Song Qingyang sneered, "What? I've said what I needed to say, can't I leave now?"
Shi Nuan looked at her and said, "You want Second Uncle to see that we've talked it over and resolved our issues, but do you think he'll believe it if you leave alone?"
Song Qingyang's eyes flickered for a moment.
Shi Nuan walked over and reached out to hold one of Song Qingyang's hands.
Shi Nuan's fingers were light, soft, and a bit cool to the touch.
