She took a deep breath and said, "Second Uncle, do you really care so much about Shen Zui?"
Song Yansheng squinted his eyes slightly, "So you think that my current attitude is entirely dependent on my concern for Shen Zui?"
At this moment, Shi Nuoxin felt a bit angry, especially being hurt by Song Yansheng's expression. She suddenly felt that explanations were meaningless.
Bamboo sticks, almost crossing the line with Shen Zui—those are all parts of the past. Song Yansheng hadn't appeared at that time; they both lived their own lives, not disturbing each other. Even if she had a past, what did it matter?
Shi Nuan was unaware that, although those pasts could hurt Song Yansheng, the real reason behind his anger today was the photos of Shi Nuan and Shen Zui embracing...
The past is terrifying, but he tried hard to self-soothe, to prevent himself from thinking about it, and forced himself not to blame himself.
