Chapter 42

eeing because you didn't speak up. You also know we have a partnership with the upstairs team, so they could only agree to work with Gu Cheng. Later when you left the group, they even complained. I sa...But when she turned on the tap, water shot out of the showerhead's seam like a fountain in an instant.

She was startled and couldn't react in time. Song Lin immediately raised his hand to shield her.

But he was still a step too slow, and in just a few seconds, the water gushed out and drenched them completely.

Shen Yian narrowed his eyes and turned off the tap. He turned his head and saw that Song Lin had water dripping from his hair. The water droplets slid down his handsome face, curving around his sexy collarbone before disappearing into his neckline.

His damp clothes clung to him, outlining his physique almost entirely, even...that area was on full display.

Her face flushed, she immediately looked away and happened to see Song Lin staring at the still-dripping sprinkler with a dark expression.

That look was as if he were staring at his enemy, though his expression was serious, Shen Yian felt inexplicably amused.

Pffft.

In the end, she couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Why are you smiling"

"Mr. Song, it turns out you don't know how to fix it I apologize, it was my fault." Shen Yian endured a smile.

Song Lin's face grew even uglier, but his gaze couldn't tear itself away from Shen Yi'an's face.

The damp, black hair was messy and stuck to her pale face. Her rosy lips were slightly curled, and though she looked somewhat disheveled, there was a touch of pity in her expression.

Water streaks meandered down, soaking her white blouse drop by drop, revealing the white undergarment and the fullness beneath the loose clothes.

He averted his gaze, speaking in a low voice, "Don't laugh."

"Oh."

Shen Yi'an coughed lightly, realizing he might have overreacted. Seeing how much Mo Aunt adored her son, it was perfectly normal for Song Lin to be like this.

At least he didn't refuse to do this, and he installed it so carefully.

Gu Cheng, who was also raised as a pampered child by his mother, is different.

She had seen Gu Cheng help his mother change a light bulb before, and she thought he was very filial and a good man.

But one time, her lightbulb burned out and she couldn't reach it so she asked Gu Cheng to help.

Unexpectedly, Gu Cheng said he wouldn't, and even laughed at her, saying that a modern woman shouldn't be unable to do this, it was embarrassing for women.

Actually, it's a trifle. She didn't really mind it at all.

Only when there was a sudden contrast did she realize that her emotions had been filtered all along.

Only then, when the filter was broken, did she realize how foolish she had been and how selfish Gu Cheng was.

Suddenly, a towel was thrown over her head, pulling her back to reality.

Facing him, Song Lin wiped his hair and said lightly, "It's too late today, let's fix it tomorrow. You go wash in my room, and I'll go to the study to handle some things."

Shen Yian squeezed the towel: "Hmm."

Actually, she could tell that Song Lin didn't have anything to deal with, he just didn't want to make her feel awkward.

She lowered her head and walked towards the door, so lost in thought that she accidentally stepped on a puddle.

"Ah!"

Shen Yian slid out completely, bumping into Song Lin. The two of them fell to the ground in unison.

Her lips met the clasp on Song Lin's chest, the impact stinging her eyes with gold stars.

When Song Lin fell, he instinctively hugged the person in his arms. The soft impact deepened the look in his eyes, making his breath erratic. His still body also inexplicably started to stir.

Shen Yian also felt Song Lin's strangeness, his face flushed instantly, he covered his aching mouth and quickly got up.

"I'm going to take a shower, goodbye, no, goodnight, no... that's it."

Her incoherent words, as if emphasizing that she knew something.

She shyly rushed out of the bathroom and hid in the master bedroom.

Song Lin lay on the ground, clenching his fists. He took a moment to regain his composure before sitting up, but the lingering warmth in his palms remained long after.

Just now, Shen Yian was shy

Doesn't she have an ex-boyfriend

Why do you look like you don't understand anything

As soon as Song Lin thought of Shen Yian's ex-boyfriend, he couldn't help but think of how they had also been together like this, even doing things that were even more excessive.

He clenched his fists again in displeasure and entered the study with a sullen expression.l down, making the dishes on the table look especially delicious in color, aroma, and taste.A month ago, he returned home with hatred, never imagining such a scene.In a moment, Shen Yian returned with...