Shi Nuan's long eyelashes trembled as she glanced at the man, noticing his furrowed brows and somewhat heavy expression.
After a while, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, saying, "No low-grade fever, but we can't take it lightly. You should rest well at home for the next two days, don't go to work for now!"
"But Second Uncle..."
"No buts..." Song Yansheng's tone left no room for argument, saying, "Nuannuan, you must be obedient!"
Shi Nuan suddenly didn't know what to say and felt that even if she did speak, Song Yansheng wouldn't listen.
She sighed and finally gave up.
Song Yansheng started the car, and the people outside kept watching until the car drove a certain distance away before they each dispersed.
As Song Yansheng drove, he asked, "How did you catch a cold so suddenly?"
It rained yesterday, but he protected her well; she shouldn't have gotten cold.
As for last night, with his warm embrace, she certainly wouldn't have been cold.
