Shi Nuan was momentarily stunned, her fingers involuntarily gripping the steering wheel tightly. After a while, she said, "...It's okay!"
Song Yansheng simply replied with a hum and said nothing more.
Perhaps he had finished asking all the questions he cared about.
After several minutes of silence, Song Yansheng still hadn't spoken. Shi Nuan was usually quite used to this kind of quiet atmosphere, but today, she felt a bit guilty, and her heart was uneasy.
She began trying to initiate conversation with Song Yansheng, asking, "Second Uncle, was your work smooth today?"
"Quite good, everything went smoothly!"
"Oh... What did you have for lunch, Second Uncle?"
"Secretary Yao ordered takeout from Yipin Pavilion for me; it tasted quite good!"
"Oh..."
Shi Nuan ran out of words, unsure of what else to ask.
She wasn't someone who was very good at socializing, much less someone who would actively find topics of conversation!
