A night passed just like that, uneventfully.
The next day, as Song Yun just opened his eyes, he saw a vast expanse of white outside the window.
"Ah, it snowed heavily again last night." Song Yun looked at the thick snow outside and remarked how the North really loves snow. In the South, especially in a place like Sunan, it might not snow once all year. Only on some very high mountains might there be a bit of rime.
The other two women also rose early, standing by Song Yun, chatting casually with him.
Before Song Yun could say a few words, he was taken away by someone Mr. Song had called over.
Because, Zhao Shun arrived!
Mr. Song directly received Zhao Shun in the main hall of the Song Family, not taking him to a room for a private conversation. To those who understand, this gesture reveals something.
Mr. Song didn't plan to keep this matter under wraps but intended to speak openly about it.
