Chapter 102

."Yian, your dark circles are so heavy! How many nights have you stayed up You're working too hard."Before Shen Yian could speak, other colleagues had already started chattering away."Unlike you, Yi A..."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 fell ill, she had also cooked a meal for him once at his rented apartment.

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

Gu Cheng said she wasn't considerate at all, and kept making trouble for him. He said he scolded her because he was doing it for her own good, otherwise she wouldn't learn anything in the future.

Finally, she paid Gu Cheng five hundred and settled the matter.

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

Song Lin pulled Shen Yi'an away from the hot pot and said nonchalantly, "I can't cook. What qualifications do I have to say anything about you"

"...."

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

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

She was startled and immediately moved out of his arms, standing by the refrigerator.

Song Lin narrowed his eyes, this was the nth time. Was he poisonous

He said irritably, "Did it burn you"

Shen Yian shook his head. "No."

But her face was quite hot.

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

Shen Yi'an was startled, then thought for a moment.

Because......

Just as Shen Yian was about to tell Song Lin about her mother's situation and the entanglement with Gu Cheng, she smelled a burnt smell.

"Mr. Song, did 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 and bit his lip.

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

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

"Well, just eat whatever."

Shen Yian stared at the dark-colored steak, recalling Song Lin's thoughtful expression as he gazed at the steaks in the freezer.

Song Rin is pretty good to her, if a steak can't satisfy him, it seems like she's being cheap.

She turned and gently pushed Song Lin: "Mr. Song, why don't you watch some TV for a while first I'll call you when it's 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's house is this

But 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 liked best was the balcony, which was much bigger than an ordinary balcony. It had a semi-circular shape, and with the addition of an umbrella and some chairs and tables, it felt like a perfect place to relax and unwind.

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

Three people were smiling broadly. The child, with their head tilted, stared at their parents. The father fed the mother vegetables in front of the child's gaze, and then the three of them laughed uncontrollably.

Song Lin had never paid attention to these things before, but now looking at them, he felt a strange sense of longing.

A white mist drifted 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, smiling so maliciously.

"Song Lin, you are the bastard 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"in front of him who was very close. He was a little at a loss for words and could only open his mouth."Ah..."Song Lin glanced at it, his upper jaw and tongue were a little red, he should be fine, just...