The chef at Yu's Mansion cooked excellent Sichuan cuisine. Nan Song was appetizing and ate a lot in the evening.

She wanted to go to the yard to eat, but Yu Jinwen said it was cold and wouldn't let her go out.

As a result, snowflakes started to fall outside very quickly. Now Nan Song couldn't wait any longer and had to go out to watch the snow.

Yu Jinwen couldn't resist her, so he wrapped her up tightly and took her out for a walk and had fun for a while. Unfortunately, the snow didn't fall heavily and it melted in the air. Nan Song caught the snowflakes with his palms.

, said with regret, "It would be nice if it rained harder, I almost want to build a snowman."

Looking at her little face that was slightly red from the cold, Yu Jinwen covered her face with the hat again, "Maybe when you wake up tomorrow morning, there will be a snowman waiting for you."

Before Nan Song could speak, Yu Jinwen touched her cold little hand, and his face suddenly darkened.

"It's too cold outside. It's not okay to catch a cold. I have to go back."

Without any explanation, he took her home.

As soon as he entered the living room and felt the heat, Nan Song's nose itched and he sneezed loudly.

Yu Jinwen's expression changed, and the servants became even more nervous. Without the sir's instructions, they hurriedly made ginger soup and drank it while talking to Nan Song.

Nan Song would have to be fed ginger soup even if he wasn't in the rose garden. After drinking a big bowl, the stomach that had finally disappeared became bulging again.

If you don't exercise tonight, you will wake up tomorrow morning at least two pounds heavier.

She thought silently.

He planned to go to the gym to sweat it out, but Yu Jinwen was worried that she would be more likely to catch cold after sweating, so he didn't let her go and carried her upstairs and put her in the hot spring.

The bathroom in the master bedroom has a super spacious bathtub, which is more than twice the size of the one they have in the hotel, and can also be turned into hot spring mode.

Taking a dip in a hot spring is the most comfortable thing in winter. Nan Song's body warmed up in no time.

Yu Jinwen put her inside and went out. When he came back, he not only brought a bottle of red wine and two goblets, but also her mobile phone.

"Phone." Yu Jinwen handed her the phone.

Nan Song asked: "Whose?"

Yu Jinwen: "Little aunt."

He Xiaowen on the other end of the receiver heard the "little aunt" clearly. She was shocked at first, and then her face became hot.

Even Mr. Yu, who had always been cold and reserved, called her so brazenly. Could it be that in their eyes, she had really been eaten to death by Wang Ping?

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, Nan Song's voice came over, "Little aunt, what are you doing?"

He Xiaowen's face turned really red this time and she scolded her lightly, "Don't scream nonsense."

"Why are you screaming? Haven't you already moved back to my uncle and reconciled with him?"

When Nan Song saw Yu Jinwen open a bottle of red wine, he couldn't wait to drink it. He stretched out his hand towards him, but Yu Jinwen motioned to wake up first.

He Xiaowen's voice sank, "Who said that? Your uncle told you?"

"He didn't say anything. I asked him about you last time I called him, and he said you were fine at home."

Nan Song heard something overlying and asked tentatively, "Why, it's been so long and you still haven't reconciled?"
Chapter completed!