Shi Nuan paused for a moment; she naturally didn’t believe Song Yansheng would take her on a so-called elopement, but at this moment, they were indeed at the airport, about to board.

Besides, if they were really going to elope, how could Yao Ziwan be present? And how would you explain the group of people behind Yao Ziwan who clearly looked like bodyguards?

Shi Nuan pouted and said, "Second Uncle, you’re still joking with me at a time like this!"

Song Yansheng laughed softly and said, "Nuannuan, don’t ask too much for now. Just close your eyes and rest. When you open your eyes again, I’ll tell you where we’re going and what we’re doing..."

Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered as she asked, "Is the place we’re going to far?"

Song Yansheng said "Hmm," adding, "A bit far!"

"Is it something urgent?"

If not, they wouldn’t be rushing off in the middle of the night!

Song Yansheng said "Hmm" again and replied, "Sort of!"

Shi Nuan responded with a "Hmm," nuzzling her little head in Song Yansheng’s embrace, saying, "Then let’s go... Second Uncle certainly wouldn’t sell me off!"

Shi Nuan didn’t ask Song Yansheng why he was taking her; this man wouldn’t do anything casually. Since he was doing it, he must have a reason.

Song Yansheng laughed and tightened his grip on Shi Nuan, saying, "How could I bear to sell Nuannuan... Nuannuan is the apple of my eye. If I sell Nuannuan, my heart will be empty..."

Shi Nuan’s heart quivered; she couldn’t quite describe the feeling inside—essentially touched. This man always deeply moved people without trying.

She believed what he said was true, although it was uncertain if this truth was deeply ingrained feelings or a momentary passion.

Yet, he wouldn’t deceive her, and she believed in him.

Soon, they boarded the plane, which had beds on it. Song Yansheng placed Shi Nuan onto one, and covered her with a thin blanket. Lying there, Shi Nuan looked at the man with deep dark eyes, asking, "Second Uncle, aren’t you going to sleep?"

Song Yansheng adjusted the quilt for her and said, "I will. I’m going to the restroom, and then I’ll come back to sleep with Nuannuan!"

Shi Nuan said "Hmm," Song Yansheng leaned down to kiss her eyelids, saying, "Be good, Nuannuan, sleep first, I’ll be back soon!"

Song Yansheng left, and due to being drunk, Shi Nuan felt heavy with sleep and quickly closed her eyes again.

Song Yansheng said he was going to the restroom, but he didn’t; he left the suite to find Yao Ziwan.

At that time, Yao Ziwan had just ended a phone call, and upon seeing Song Yansheng, she quickly greeted him.

Song Yansheng asked, "What’s happening? Tell me!"

Yao Ziwan replied, "I contacted President Wen’s secretary, Miss Sa Li. She wasn’t very clear, but I have a vague sense that this matter seems related to President Wen’s new boyfriend, Mr. Liao..."

"Mr. Liao?" Song Yansheng furrowed his brows.

Wen Biyue indeed had a new boyfriend who was nine years younger than her; they had been together for over half a year, and their relationship seemed consistently good.

Song Yansheng didn’t believe Wen Biyue would lightly enter into a relationship without investigating the other party’s background, even risking a deadly disaster!

It seems this Mr. Liao is not a simple character!

The specifics would have to wait until they went to New York to find out.

Song Yansheng asked, "So how is Sister Wen’s situation now?"

Yao Ziwan shook her head, looking grim, saying, "She hasn’t completely escaped danger yet; it’s not very optimistic. Besides, Miss Sa Li also wants to ask Mr. Song for a favor..."

Song Yansheng squinted; Yao Ziwan quickly said, "President Wen’s daughter, Miss Wen, is currently studying abroad in Europe. After President Wen’s accident, Miss Sa Li tried to contact her, but it’s strange; she hasn’t been able to reach her until now..."