Song Yansheng awoke around nine-thirty in the morning.

By that time, Shi Nuan had already finished breakfast and continued helping Yao Ziwan organize the reports.

Having graduated from the finance department, Shi Nuan wasn’t as skilled as Yao Ziwan in this area, but she did a decent job.

When Song Yansheng came downstairs, the two of them had essentially finished organizing all the reports.

Yao Ziwan thanked Shi Nuan, saying that if it weren’t for her help, she would have been busy until noon.

Before Shi Nuan could respond, Song Yansheng, descending the stairs, interrupted, "I wanted you two to go out and have fun, but instead, you’ve spent several hours working..."

The main purpose of Song Yansheng’s trip to America this time was naturally to visit Wen Biyue.

He hadn’t scheduled much work for himself, and as for these company reports, he hadn’t required Yao Ziwan to have them organized by today.

As long as they were sorted before they returned home, it was fine.

Yao Ziwan quickly stood up, greeted Song Yansheng, with a hint of guilt in her tone.

She said, "I’m sorry, Mr. Song. I’m just impatient and thought since there was nothing else to do, I might as well organize them ahead of time to avoid delaying your important tasks later. Lady wanted to help, and I didn’t stop her. It’s my fault..."

Shi Nuan quickly said, "It’s not Sister Yao’s fault. I just found it interesting and wanted to help. If Second Uncle wants to blame someone, let it be me..."

"No, it’s my fault. Lady, you don’t need to speak up for me. I handled this poorly!"

"Sister Yao..."

"Alright..."

Song Yansheng lightly interrupted them, sighing a bit, "You two, stop arguing. If you keep going, it’ll make it seem as if I’m being unreasonable... I’ll go eat first. You’ve been busy for hours; you must be tired. Sit down and rest, there’s still more to do later..."

Yao Ziwan acknowledged, and Shi Nuan couldn’t say much more.

Song Yansheng quickly went to the dining room to eat, while Yao Ziwan and Shi Nuan exchanged glances for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

Yao Ziwan said, "Mr. Song probably only feels helpless when it comes to you!"

Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered, and she said, "Maybe... maybe it’s because I’m younger than him. He... he always sees me as a child!"

"That’s nice!" Yao Ziwan said, "Actually, as women, we spend our whole lives searching for a man who will pamper us like we’re children, don’t we?"

Shi Nuan bit her lip, nodded gently, "Mm."

She added, "I believe you, Sister Yao, will also meet such a person. You definitely will!"

Yao Ziwan smiled a bit. Could she really meet such a person? She wasn’t sure.

But even so, she wouldn’t give up.

Almost twenty-five, she wasn’t considered young anymore, and her father had recently mentioned the idea of setting her up on dates.

She used her busy work schedule as an excuse to refuse, but once she refused, there would always be a second time.

She knew in her heart that her father had long been concerned about her marriage matter, especially since two years ago when she joined TK as Song Yansheng’s secretary.

Her father likely believed the rumors and thought she went there for Song Yansheng.

But after more than two years with no developments on her part, her father started to worry again.

So he brought up the idea of dates to probe her, and she, being quite naive, didn’t deflect and directly said she wasn’t interested in marriage or love at the moment.

The more she said things like this, the more her father worried, turning his trial into a serious matter.