The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

Chapter 1282 - 1197: Rookie Mistake

With her own car, Shi Nuan can now drive herself to work in the future, as permitted by Song Yansheng.

But, is Song Yansheng really that easy-going?

Of course not.

Song Yansheng said, "For work, the driver will still drive you there, but after work, Nuannuan will come to pick me up. If Nuannuan feels like it, we can drive home together; if not, I’ll drive or have the driver drive. What do you think, Nuannuan?"

Shi Nuan thought that this was probably Song Yansheng’s biggest compromise. There’s no point in struggling, and she didn’t want to argue anymore, so she nodded and said, "Okay!"

Song Yansheng smiled, "So, we’ve decided happily, haven’t we?"

Shi Nuan nodded again, "Okay!"

Song Yansheng was very pleased with Shi Nuan’s compliance, and by this time, the car had already reached the entrance of the Song Mansion.

However, just as they entered, they noticed something unusual.

A small truck was parked in the yard, with a few worker-like people standing by it, and besides them, there was Liao Qinghe.

Aunt Hui stood anxiously next to them, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitated to speak.

When she heard the sound of a car, Aunt Hui quickly hurried over to greet the two as they got out of the car, looking towards the workers who seemingly were moving things.

Song Yansheng squinted and asked Aunt Hui, "What are they doing?"

Aunt Hui frowned and said, "Mr. Liao... Mr. Liao said he wanted to add a sofa chair and a desk in the bedroom. I’ve mentioned it to him, but Mr. Liao..."

Song Yansheng raised his hand directly to stop Aunt Hui from speaking further, so Aunt Hui frowned and fell silent.

Shi Nuan watched Song Yansheng closely, trying to see if he was angry.

Shi Nuan had known Song Yansheng for about five months, but she could tell that he didn’t like others moving things around the Song Mansion without his permission.

This applied to even the smallest things.

Recently, Song Qingyang had transplanted a rose, which bloomed quite beautifully, and Shi Nuan didn’t mind it.

But now, that rose was already gone.

Even with Song Qingyang being Song Yansheng’s niece, he didn’t show any leniency.

Let alone Liao Qinghe, whom he didn’t particularly like...

Song Yansheng took Shi Nuan’s hand and said lightly, "Let’s go!"

Shi Nuan replied with an "Oh," and followed Song Yansheng towards Liao Qinghe.

Shi Nuan felt a bit nervous, hoping that the two wouldn’t start arguing.

But as it turned out, Shi Nuan had worried for nothing, because when they met, not only did they not argue, but they also greeted each other harmoniously.

Liao Qinghe said, "I like lying on a sofa chair to read and use the computer, but there’s nothing like that in the bedroom upstairs. So today, I specifically bought a sofa chair and also picked up a desk. The bedroom upstairs is quite large, so I think these two items will fit. Mr. Song, you wouldn’t mind, would you?"

Song Yansheng smiled faintly, "Of course not. Mr. Liao is a guest here at the Song Mansion, so naturally, I should ensure Mr. Liao is comfortable. Since the upstairs bedroom is for Mr. Liao, it’s only proper for you to arrange it to your liking. I have no objections!"

Liao Qinghe smiled playfully, "Well then, I thank Mr. Song for that!"

Song Yansheng didn’t talk much with Liao Qinghe and took his leave with Shi Nuan shortly after.

As Liao Qinghe was instructing people to move things, Song Yansheng naturally wouldn’t linger downstairs with Shi Nuan and instead led her upstairs directly.

Once the bedroom door was closed, Shi Nuan continued to observe Song Yansheng. He slowly removed his suit jacket, untied his tie, and unfastened his cuff links, not appearing to be in a bad mood.

Shi Nuan finally let out a small breath of relief.

But was Song Yansheng really in a good mood?

Of course not.

Liao Qinghe moving into the Song Mansion had already annoyed him.

And now, with randomly adding all sorts of things to the mansion, how could he possibly like it?

But what if he didn’t like it? Liao Qinghe’s status meant he couldn’t just have a falling out with him just yet.

He was frustrated, but he couldn’t take it out on Liao Qinghe, nor on his little wife, so who could he vent to?

Not to worry, someone to vent to would soon come calling.

While Shi Nuan was in the restroom, Song Yansheng’s phone rang, and the caller was Qiao Yichi.

Qiao Yichi called, not for anything major, just to mention that a document needing his signature was forgotten by his secretary.

The document needed to be sent to the client before 10:00 a.m. the next day, and he planned to send it to his office first thing in the morning.

The purpose of the call was just to remind Song Yansheng not to be late for work the next day, as arriving later than 9:30 would really cause some trouble.

This wasn’t a big issue, but unexpectedly, Song Yansheng suddenly frowned and said to Qiao Yichi on the other end of the line, "If I recall correctly, you’ve already made this kind of low-level mistake more than once!"

"..." Qiao Yichi was taken aback, then lightly coughed, "There have been indeed a couple of times, but..."

"A couple of times?" Song Yansheng sneered, "Just this year, there was a document in early February that needed to be with the client the next morning, and you called me in the middle of the night to say your secretary was still on the way. In mid-May, you were negotiating a contract with a client, only to find you forgot a set of database information when the contract was about to be signed. Secretary Yao ended up delivering it on site, causing a half-hour delay for the client, and now this..."

"Stop—" Qiao Yichi couldn’t listen anymore and said, "I admit, I can be a little careless sometimes, but I haven’t made any big mistakes. You never used to dwell on these things; what’s happening today? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Song Yansheng was still fuming.

Qiao Yichi’s words only added fuel to the fire.

Song Yansheng chuckled coldly, "I’m perfectly fine, haven’t taken the wrong medicine. But as a vice president of a multinational company, isn’t it inappropriate to make such mistakes repeatedly?"

Qiao Yichi was at a loss, so he raised his hands in surrender, "Alright, alright, I’ll admit my mistake, isn’t that enough? I can’t afford to provoke you...so tell me, should I have the secretary deliver it to you now, or will you be on time at TK Group for an early start tomorrow?"

Song Yansheng squinted his eyes, saying, "I’m not in the mood to sign any documents right now. Have your secretary send it over before my breakfast tomorrow morning, that’s it, I’m hanging up now!"

Qiao Yichi: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yansheng returned from the balcony, only to see Shi Nuan standing there, looking at him in surprise.

Song Yansheng’s expression instantly softened considerably, and he asked Shi Nuan, "What are you looking at?"

Shi Nuan coughed softly and looked away.

What was she looking at? Naturally, she was looking at Song Yansheng.

Honestly, in the five months of marriage with Song Yansheng, it was the first time she had seen him get so angry!