Old Zhang was just the driver for the Song Family, and even though he had served them for twenty years, there were some things he found difficult to say.
He followed Song Yansheng's gaze towards Shi Nuan, who had already reached the entrance of the Shi Family's company by then.
The woman wore a white shirt paired with pants, her shirt tucked in, emphasizing her particularly slender waist.
Her long hair was loose, her figure was delicate, looking fragile, yet undeniably, she was beautiful.
Shi Nuan's appearance, in the eyes of any man, was pure and lovely, with a simple and comforting presence.
This beauty matched well with Mr.'s temperament, the two of them were well-suited.
Old Zhang suddenly sighed, thinking, if only three years ago, Miss Shi Nuan hadn't been engaged to Young Master Song Yichuan.
At that time, Mr. too could have been a support for Miss Shi Nuan. If they had been together then, perhaps the outcome would have been different.
