ut a little. Or are you saying you can't""...will."Song Lin's handsome face crinkled slightly. He felt embarrassed to be told by a woman that he wouldn't win.After Shen Yian left, Song Lin finished hi...Shen Yian's clear voice came slowly, breaking Song Lin's memories.

He turned his head and saw that Shen Yian had walked to the balcony at some point. The wind ruffled her loose hair, scattering the white mist before his eyes, allowing him to see clearly her faint smile.

"Mr. Song, your cigarette's burning your finger." Shen Yian pointed at the cigarette between his fingers.

Song Lin immediately extinguished his cigarette, exhaling the last puff of smoke from his mouth, and involuntarily glanced at the person opposite him.

Shen Yian followed Song Lin's gaze and couldn't help but deepen his smile.

"It's wonderful, isn't it" She had once felt this way too. The smile gradually gave way to bitterness. She comforted him, "Mr. Song, you'll be happy again someday."

"Hmm" Song Lin glanced at her suspiciously.

Does she know what she's saying

She is now his legal wife.

Shen Yi'an noticed Song Lin's scrutinizing gaze and couldn't help but widen his eyes, awkwardly saying, "I mean you will be happy, not that I will bring you happiness, hehe..."

It sounds like she's trying to get him a family of three by having his child.

"What do you want" Song Lin saw that she was about to burrow into the ground and tactfully changed the subject.

"Dinner is ready." Shen Yian felt relieved.

"Hmm."

Song Lin turned and walked into the house. Shen Yian also glanced at the happy family across the street with a wistful sigh before returning to his own house.

Walked up to the dining table, Song Lin looked at the steak on the table and hesitated for a moment.

Shen Yian not only grilled the steak but also arranged it beautifully on a plate. He put a lot of thought into it.

"I've only been to a few steak restaurants, something like that" Shen Yian asked.

"Thank you." Song Lin slowly sat down.

Of course, you helped me carry so many things today. Have a seat and eat.

The two people politely greeted each other and then quietly ate their steaks.

During this time, Shen Yian would occasionally glance at WeChat, hoping that Xu Manman would reply to her message.

Song Lin casually said, "What's up"

Shen Yian hesitated for a moment, thinking that Song Lin being a man might have a different perspective on Xu Manman's blind date.

My friend went on a blind date, the other party has a company and a villa in Jiaying District. They don't have any requirements for the woman, they just want someone who is gentle. Is there such a man

"No." Song Lin stated directly.

"What if..."

"If there are no contingencies, the purpose of matchmaking is not to find love but to assess each other's conditions without emotional involvement. There won't be men who are willing to compromise unless they have ulterior motives."

Song Lin's words made Shen Yi'an inexplicably anxious. She put down her knife and fork and quickly called Xu Manman, sending a message.

But not one of them made a splash.

"If I can't reach her, will something happen to her"

Shen Yian frowned, and Song Lin opposite him wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"You're not her parents, so you shouldn't interfere in her marriage. She's an adult and should know there are no free lunches in life."

"Oh."

Shen Yian nodded, his eyes dimming slightly.

She always felt that Song Lin was hinting at something to her.

Is it that she took too much dowry, and Song Lin thinks she's taking advantage

Song Lin looked at her lowered head and subconsciously thought, "We are an exception, and we don't really count as being married."

After saying that, he felt a bit regretful. What was the point of explaining it all

Shen Yian relaxed, but her heart still ached. She had nothing to explain, though, because that was the truth.

Have something to eat.

She bowed her head and continued to eat the steak.

After finishing their meal, Song Lin got up and carried the dish into the kitchen. Shen Yian stood at the doorway and pointed to the dish soap on the windowsill.

Mr. Song, new, won't hurt your hands.

"Well."

Song Lin stood by the pond, rolled up his sleeves, and then took off his watch.

Although it was a normal action, the strength of his arm through the silver watch band gave off a hint of restraint.ed, then suddenly paused, “Wait, that’s wrong, boss, how did you know I sent Ms. Shen back very late”"Hmm" Song Lin raised an eyebrow, his tone noticeably more relaxed than before.Manager Li immediate...