Chapter 103

ou're unfamiliar with the businessIn fact, Shen Yian is not very familiar with dating.Although they had been dating for three years, both she and Gu Cheng started as interns. So when they first fell i...Shen Yian's clear voice came slowly, interrupting Song Lin's memories.

He turned his head to look, not knowing when Shen Yian had walked onto the balcony. The wind ruffled her loose hair, scattering the white mist in front of him, and he could clearly see her faint smile.

"Mr. Song, your finger is burned by the cigarette." Shen Yian pointed at the cigarette between his fingers.

Song Lin immediately extinguished his cigarette, exhaling the last puff from his mouth, and couldn't help but glance at the person across from him.

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

"Aren't you happy" She had once been so happy, but the smile gradually gave way to bitterness. She comforted him, "Mr. Song, you will be happy again someday."

"Hm" Song Lin scanned her with a dubious look.

Does she know what she's saying

She is now his legal wife.

Shen Yian realized Song Lin's scrutinizing gaze and couldn't help but widen his eyes, awkwardly saying, "I meant that you would be happy, not that I would bring you happiness, hehe..."

It sounds like she's trying to get pregnant and give him a family of three.

"What's the matter" Song Lin saw that she was about to burrow into the ground and cleverly changed the subject.

"Dinner is served." Shen Yian felt a weight lift off his shoulders.

"Um."

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.

He walked to the table and looked at the steak on it, his eyes widening for a moment.

Shen Yian not only cooked steak, but also did the plating, quite thoughtful.

"I've only been to a few steak restaurants, that's about it" 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."

After a polite exchange, the two sat in silence, enjoying their steaks.

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

Song Lin said casually, "What's up"

Shen Yian hesitated for a moment, thinking that Song Lin was a man and perhaps had a different view 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, just that she be gentle. Are there such men

"No." Song Lin spoke directly.

"What if..."

"If there are no ifs, the purpose of blind dates isn't to find love, but to assess each other's suitability aside from emotions. There wouldn't be men who would compromise downwards unless they had ulterior motives."

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

But none of them made a splash.

"I can't get through, what if something happened to her"

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

"You're not her parents, you can't interfere with her marriage, and she's an adult who should know there's no such thing as a free lunch."

"Oh."

Shen Yian nodded, his eyes dimmed slightly.

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

Didn't she take too much dowry Does Song Lin think she got a good deal

Song Lin looked at her lowered head and subconsciously thought, "We are an exception. We're not really married."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. He wondered if he had overexplained things

Shen Yi'an let out a breath, but her heart still ached. She had nothing to explain, though that was the truth.

Have something to eat.

She lowered her head and continued to eat the steak.

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

"Mr. Song, new, safe."

"Hmm."

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

Though it was a normal action, the strong arms beneath the silver watchband gave off a hint of restraint. relaxed his brows and began to wear a red face, smiling and saying: "Song Yue, don't speak so harshly. Our Haicheng still welcomes fresh blood very much. I hope this young man in front of me can deve...