Chapter 102

g, nice to meet you. My name is Shen Yian, and I look forward to working with you.Song Lin didn't look at her, raising his hand slightly but not shaking it. Instead, his long fingers clamped an ID car..."Having a problem" Song Lin lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his gaze deep and unusually calm.

"I... I thought you would say something about me." Shen Yian's voice was very low, a bit uncertain.

Before Gu Cheng got sick, she had also cooked a meal for him at his rented apartment once.

But she wasn't very good at using Gu Cheng's electric stove, and somehow managed to break it while cooking porridge.

Gu Cheng said she was not considerate at all, and kept adding to his troubles and making things difficult for him. He also said that scolding her was for her own good, otherwise she wouldn't learn anything in the future.

Finally, she paid Gu Cheng five hundred yuan to settle the matter.

Now that I think about it, her head must have been scrambled back then.

Song Rin pulled Shen Yi'an away from the hot pot, saying lightly, "I can't cook, so what qualifications do I have to say anything about you"

“...”

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Shen Yian's eyes flickered, with a feeling he couldn't describe.

After waiting for a while, she saw that there was no movement in the pot, so she went to clean up the mess, but she found herself being held in Song Lin's arms. His hand happened to be on her shoulder.

She was startled and immediately moved away from his arms, standing by the refrigerator.

Song Lin narrowed his eyes, this was the how many times Was he poisonous

He said irritably, "Did you burn yourself"

Shen Yi'an shook his head. "No."

But his face was quite flushed.

Song Lin said solemnly, "Since you don't want to be associated with me, why did you agree to marry my mother"

Shen Yian was taken aback, then thought for a moment.

Because...

Shen Yian was just about to tell Song Lin about her mother's situation and the entanglement with Gu Cheng when she smelled a smell of burnt food.

"Mr. Song, do you smell anything"

“The pot is burnt.” Song Lin pointed at the pot with a blank expression.

"My steak!"

Shen Yian looked at the black stuff in the pot, biting his lip.

Her years of culinary skill were ruined by a single steak.

Song Rin glanced at the contents of the pot with some disdain.

"Whatever, just grab something to eat."

Shen Yian stared at the dark beef, recalling Song Lin's thoughtful gaze as he looked at the steaks in the refrigerator.

Song Lin is quite good to her. If a steak can't satisfy him, it seems like she's being petty with money.

She turned and gently pushed Song Lin: "Mr. Song, you go watch TV for a while first, I'll call you when I'm done."

"..."

Song Lin hadn't reacted yet when he was pushed out of the kitchen. When he turned around, he almost bumped his nose on the kitchen door.

Who does this belong to

However, Song Lin didn't get angry; instead, he felt very relaxed.

He walked straight to the balcony and closed the door to prevent the smoke from entering the room.

The part of the house he likes best is the balcony. It's much bigger than a normal balcony, with a semicircular shape. With an umbrella and chairs set up, it looks like a perfect place to relax.

He leaned against the railing, lit a cigarette, and when he was lost in thought, across the street, a family of three was sitting together for dinner.

Three people were smiling widely, the child was holding their head and staring at their parents. The father was feeding the mother vegetables in front of the child's gaze, and then the three of them laughed uncontrollably.

Song Lin never paid attention to these things before. Now, looking at them, he felt a strange yearning within him.

A white mist swirled before him, blurring the picture of happiness. In an instant, everything before his eyes transformed into a different scene.

A boy the same age as him walked up to him, grinning wickedly.

"Song Lin, you are the illegitimate child, do you know that Father loves me! My mother said that those who are not loved are the third parties!"

Song Lin directly beat him into the hospital.

Later, he and his mother were driven out.

"Mr. Song Mr. Song Are you alright"ll.The doorway is littered with shoes, and there are even socks on the floor. The coat seems to have grown on the ground, too lazy to pick it up.The trash cans were overflowing and garbage was strewn...