Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Everything that needed to be said had been said. Su Ruonan was afraid that Song Shiye would wait too long, so she smiled and said to Jiang's mother, "Auntie, my husband is still waiting for me, so I'll leave first."

Even if Jiang's mother wanted to say something, because of their son, they could no longer chat as casually as before.

"Okay, Nannan, go quickly, Auntie wants to sit for a while."

Su Ruonan didn't say anything, just pursed her lips and left. Before leaving, she paid the bill.

Coming out of the coffee shop, Su Ruonan called Song Shiye, and the call was answered immediately: "Hello, Shiye, I'm fine here, where are you?"

Song Shiye was not far behind Su Ruonan at this time. He did not follow Su Ruonan's arrangement to find a store to sit down and rest, but followed Su Ruonan and waited outside the coffee shop.

"Just stand still, I'll come find you."

What Song Shiye was thinking was: No matter when, you just need to stand still and let me approach you. Even if you move forward, I will run to your side.

After hanging up the phone, Su Ruonan smiled and her beautiful eyes looked around impatiently.

Soon, she saw Song Shiye in the crowd.

Song Shiye has a tall and straight figure and outstanding temperament, and he stands out even in the crowd.

His face was well-defined, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His lips of moderate thickness were slightly raised under his high nose bridge, revealing a faint smile.

Su Ruonan held the cell phone in her hand, her round eyes filled with a happy smile as she watched Song Shiye slowly walking towards her.

His steps were steady and powerful, each one firm and confident.

There were admiring glances from all around, but Song Shiye seemed to care nothing about it. There was only Su Ruonan in his eyes.

Looking at Song Shiye who came only for her, Su Ruonan suddenly let go of the hurt caused to her by Jiang Mingyu.

If it weren't for Jiang Mingyu's contempt, how could I have met Song Shiye!

If it weren't for Wang Xiazhi's constant pressure, how could I have impulsively married Song Shiye!

Because the person she met was Song Shiye, all the pain and grievances disappeared at this moment.

Song Shiye's appearance made her feel extremely safe and warm. He was like a ray of light, illuminating her dark world.

She couldn't help but recall every little detail of her acquaintance with Song Shiye, and every moment made her feel happy and sweet.

Perhaps this was fate, allowing her to go through so many hardships and setbacks and finally meet the person who truly belonged to her.

She was grateful to God for giving her this opportunity, and also grateful to Song Shiye for always being by her side, giving her strength and courage.

From then on, Su Ruonan decided not to dwell on the pain of the past, but to cherish the happiness in front of her and strive to pursue a bright future of her own.

Song Shiye walked to Su Ruonan's side and handed her the milk tea he had been holding carefully for a long time: "Do you want to go shopping again?"

Su Ruonan smiled and drank a sip of coffee before shaking her head: "Let's go home."

"Okay." Song Shiye smiled as he looked at Su Ruonan with a smile on her face.

The Maybach was driving smoothly on the road. It was the rush hour right now, and there were a lot of cars on the road. Even luxury cars were powerless and could only drive slowly in the traffic flow.

Song Shiye called Aunt Zhang and told her that they would be home for dinner later.

Su Ruonan was leisurely drinking her favorite milk tea. Even the traffic jam did not affect her good mood at all. Her feet tapped the carpet from time to time.

Song Shiye did not take the initiative to ask about what happened when he met Jiang's mother in the mall just now.

Song Shiye naturally knew who Jiang's mother was. As for his love rival, Song Shiye knew it clearly as early as when Su Ruonan and Jiang Mingyu got engaged.

If Su Ruonan brought it up on her own initiative, he would listen, but if she didn't mention it, he wouldn't mention it either.

As long as Su Ruonan's mood is not affected, nothing else matters to Song Shiye.

Because of the traffic jam on the road, when I returned to Haoting Dijing, it was already completely dark.

The whole city was shrouded in darkness, with lights flickering like stars dotted in the dark sky.

Su Ruonan got out of the car with the empty milk tea cup in her hand. Su Ruonan looked around and saw a trash can in a corner.

Su Ruonan walked towards the trash can and threw the cup in her hand into the trash can accurately.

At this time, Song Shiye also got out of the car, holding a bag full of gifts.

When she got home, Aunt Zhang hadn't prepared the meal yet, so Su Ruonan went to take a shower first.

Su Ruonan stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, her face flushed as she looked at the large and small marks left on her body by Song Shiye. She touched a kiss mark on her collarbone with her fingers, and could feel a slight pain when she touched it lightly.

She couldn't help but frown, blaming Song Shiye for being too rude.

Thinking of the madness of last night, Su Ruonan's face turned even redder.

She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down, but Song Shiye's figure and his passionate eyes kept appearing in her mind.

She took a deep breath, hoping to cool the heat in her heart.

After taking a shower, Su Ruonan felt much more relaxed.

The place that was originally a little swollen and painful felt much better after applying the medicine once. She was afraid that Song Shiye would yell for her to apply the medicine on her again, so she had the foresight to apply the medicine herself first.

As Su Ruonan walked out of the bathroom, she saw Song Shiye walking in. Certain memories came flooding back to her mind. Su Ruonan cleared her throat and asked calmly, "Aunt Zhang, is the meal ready?"

Song Shiye, who had originally just entered the bedroom to put something away, did not expect to see such a scene - Su Ruonan, after taking a shower, was sitting on the edge of the bed in a bathrobe, wiping her wet hair. Her skin was as white as snow, crystal clear, and exuding a charming luster.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing her graceful neck and delicate collarbone. The faintly visible kiss marks on it reminded him of the madness and passion of last night.

"Okay." Song Shiye's voice sounded a little hoarse.

Song Shiye stood quietly at the door, his eyes fixed on Su Ruonan, unable to move away.

Hearing Song Shiye's voice, Su Ruonan felt something was wrong, so she stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Song Shiye.

At this time, Song Shiye had quietly walked behind Su Ruonan. He gently stretched out his hand, took the towel from Su Ruonan's hand, and then gently helped her wipe her wet hair.

Su Ruonan naturally enjoyed Song Shiye's careful care. However, at this moment, Su Ruonan suddenly said, "Why don't you ask who that person I met today is?"