As she walked, she picked up her phone and dialed Song Yansheng's number.
But strangely, no one answered on Song Yansheng's end. Could he really be at a social event?
Shi Nuan had already reached the end of the corridor, and outside the window was the night scene of T City, dazzling and brilliant.
Yet, on Song Yansheng's side, there was still no answer.
It wasn't until a pleasant mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone that she somewhat disappointedly put down her phone.
She stared at the name on her phone.
Earlier it had said Second Uncle, but later, fearing Lv Nan Nan's suspicion, she changed it to Song.
She thought that even if Lv Nan Nan accidentally found out, she could lie that it was Song Qingyang, and Lv Nan Nan probably wouldn't suspect.
She didn't place a second call, eventually putting her phone away.
Then she reached out to push open the window, a cool breeze blowing in, instantly clearing her mind.
