Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening listened to Lu Songran's calm and unwavering praise, but she didn't feel disappointed. Instead, she hummed happily.

"Of course, do you think it's a joke that I spent so many years in the mountains with you in the Taoist temple practicing hard?"

After a pause, Song Yuening said again: "Lu Songran, are you planning to go down the mountain this year?"

City A is still too unfamiliar to her, and she still hopes to have someone she knows well by her side.

Her hopeful words fell into Lu Songran's ears, eliciting a sigh.

"The life down the mountain is too noisy and noisy. I am not used to that kind of life."

"If you feel that life at the foot of the mountain is unpleasant, you can bring Nian An back at any time."

Song Yuening's eyes started to heat up slightly because of Lu Songran's words.

It would be a lie to say that I am not impressed.

After all, it was Lu Songran who rescued her in the first place, and he has been taking care of her and helping her since then.

To Song Yuening, Lu Songran was already half a family member.

Now that he can say these words, he is undoubtedly caring about her.

Of course she deserves this love.

"Okay, I am living a good life in City A. You should pay more attention to yourself. Although you are not very young, you still have to live a life of cultivation."

Song Yuening thought of Lu Songran's unshakable habit of getting up early and going to bed early, and couldn't help but sigh.

"But sometimes I also feel that your work and rest habits are actually quite good."

Ever since she started designing clothes and became a real fashion designer, she would always stay up late and work overtime from time to time.

The more times she went there, the more she felt that her previous days at the Taoist temple were really comfortable.

After all, under the influence of Lu Songran, she and Nian An would fall asleep before eleven o'clock every day.

Song Yuening started talking and didn't stop. After talking about her clothing brand, she started to tell Lu Songran some interesting things and people she had met during this period.

Lu Songran, on the other hand, listened quietly, and from time to time would ask a few questions during the pause after Song Yuening finished speaking.

"Even if you think they are familiar, don't let your guard down too quickly."

"Remember, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must not have the intention to guard against others."

Lu Songran's voice of concern made Song Yuening couldn't help but curl her lips and said helplessly.

"Don't underestimate me too much. Although I act a little gentler, I'm not really a fool. I know it, so don't worry about me anymore."

Just when Song Yuening and Lu Songran were chatting happily, the door of the study room was suddenly pushed open through a small gap, and a sneaky figure squeezed in through the crack in the door, peering in.

Song Nian'an didn't notice that Song Yuening was on the phone at first, until she called "Mom" in a low voice, but got no response, but heard her calling Lu Songran's name with a smile, and then she showed a look of realization.

"It turns out mom was on the phone with Uncle Songran..."

After Song Nian'an muttered something softly, he turned around and stood on tiptoes, then walked out of the study as silently as possible.

After she walked out of the study, she returned to her bedroom, picked up the electronic watch that was on the phone, and said to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Uncle Xie, Mom, I probably don't have time to answer your call now. She is calling Uncle Songran right now." Song Nian'an was lying on the soft big bed, holding her cheeks in her hands, and her raised calves were dangling in the air. , the tone is also particularly brisk.

"Uncle Xie, let me guess, are you trying to ask my mother out?"

Xie Mingyuan on the other end of the phone stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window of the study, frowning slightly as he looked at the lush back garden downstairs and the flower house he built for Song Yuening when he proposed to her.

"Uncle Songran?"

"Who is he?"

What he was most worried about during this period was that Song Yuening had other men around him in the past five years.

It's not that he hasn't asked someone to check, but for some reason, for such a long time, he hasn't found out anything except that Song Yuening has been in a Taoist temple on the mountain for the past five years.

This made Xie Mingyuan feel increasingly uneasy. Now that he heard this unfamiliar name from Song Nian'an's mouth, he was inevitably a little nervous.

Although Song Nian'an didn't understand what he was thinking, he could keenly catch the changes in his tone.

As a kid, she thought about it and understood what Xie Mingyuan meant. She immediately covered her mouth and laughed happily.

"Uncle Xie, do you want to ask me about his relationship with his mother? If you promise to take me to the amusement park next weekend and buy me marshmallows and chocolates, I will tell you!"

Song Yuening would be surprised if she heard Song Nian'an's words that she didn't regard Xie Mingyuan as an outsider at all.

When did the relationship between Song Nianan and Xie Mingyuan become so good?

While Song Yuening was busy holding a clothing exhibition and preparing the things and props needed for the clothing exhibition, Song Nian'an had secretly gone out with Xie Mingyuan many times.

In every play, she will become more fond of Xie Mingyuan, and her impression of him has changed from a "liar" at the beginning to a "kind-hearted Uncle Xie" now.

Xie Mingyuan also gradually figured out the character of this clever little ghost through his contact with Song Nian'an. Now that he heard what she said, he agreed without much hesitation, and even added one more condition.

"Okay, I can take you to eat your favorite Sichuan food when I come back."

Sometimes Xie Mingyuan also feels strange. Song Yuening's favorite taste is obviously Cantonese food, but why does her taste not follow hers at all after giving birth to a child? Instead, she likes Sichuan food?

When Song Nian'an heard this, he immediately cheered, and without much hesitation, he sold Lu Songran and Song Yuening away.

"Uncle Xie, don't worry. My uncle Songran is a good man. He and my mother are family members. Anyway, my mother trusts him very much."

"And you know? In the beginning, my mother was saved by Uncle Songran. If Uncle Songran hadn't sent my mother to the hospital, I might not be here anymore."

Song Nian'an was a little kid and very clever. She had always asked Lu Songran to gossip about him and Song Yuening since she could remember, so she could answer whatever Xie Mingyuan asked her at this moment.

After Song Nian'an told Xie Mingyuan how Lu Songran and Song Yuening got to know each other, and how Song Yuening started to get involved in Chinese style design because of Lu Songran, he took a deep breath, picked up the water glass he had put aside, raised his head and swallowed. He took several sips of water.

"Actually, my mother was originally unwilling to go down the mountain to City A, but Uncle Songran kept persuading her to go down the mountain quickly to retrieve her past memories, so she was willing to come down."

After hearing this, Xie Mingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does Lu Songran really want her to get her past memories back?"

Song Nian'an responded and raised the volume a little higher.

"Of course, because he said if Mom had any family, they must be worried about her as she hasn't been heard from in the past five years."

"So it's better to retrieve the memory quickly!"