The eight-year age difference made him always treat her like a child, while he himself always took the stance of a guardian and overprotected him.
This is more or less what people mean by "spoiling."
Shi Nuan turned her head away, not looking at Song Yansheng, and said lightly, "What business could I possibly have with you?"
From Shi Nuan's words, Song Yansheng heard the emotion in them. It was obvious the little girl was very dissatisfied with what he'd done.
But letting the little girl go to work on her own, he really couldn't feel at ease.
"Maybe you'll think of something?" Song Yansheng said, reaching out to take Shi Nuan's hand, but Shi Nuan dodged him at the last second.
Shi Nuan went on, still in that light tone: "Second Uncle, hurry up and go, it's not early anymore, don't be late for work!"
Song Yansheng lifted his brows slightly, then gave a faint smile. His burning gaze rested on Shi Nuan for a while before he said, "Then I'm going. Nuannuan?"
