s gave her after she finished her internship.This pair of high heels cost them a little over a thousand yuan. Although it's not as famous as Wang Ruqi's brand, it's still a well-known brand.Her parent...Walking into the living room, Shen Yian didn't see Song Lin. She went straight to the kitchen and put the instant noodles and eight-treasure porridge she bought from the small supermarket near the entrance of the community into the refrigerator.

She really didn't want to eat toast anymore; it was supposed to be her breakfast tomorrow.

Thinking about her empty refrigerator, she felt it was necessary to talk to Song Lin about some life issues.

But as she approached the study, she heard Song Lin talking on the phone, so she had no choice but to go back to her own room.

After turning on the computer, Shen Yian began working on a plan. She didn't know how long she had been working when she felt hungry.

She glanced at the time on her computer; it was already 10 o'clock.

She remembered the noodles she had bought in the afternoon and hurried out of the room. Outside, it was pitch black, except for a sliver of light shining from under the study door.

Is Song Lin still busy

Alas, they are all pitiful workers.

Shen Yian didn't want to disturb Song Lin, and walked straight past but heard a cough coming from the study.

"Well... uh... nothing. Continue."

Even though you're so mute, are you still saying you're fine

Shen Yian remembered Auntie Mo's entrustment and, still worried, knocked on the door.

"Mr. Song, are you alright"

"It's okay."

"Do you have any medicine at home"

"No, I don't need it, thank you. Ahem..."

Song Lin's voice was hoarse but still devoid of warmth, though at least he was polite.

Shen Yian saw that he refused so decisively and readily, so he didn't ask any further. They were all adults, could they still not control their own death

She turned her lips and went into the kitchen to boil water for noodles.

But she heard Song Lin's cough again, each one worse than the last.

Looking at the bubbling pot, Shen Yinan sighed softly, turned off the fire, and walked out of the house.

Stepping out of the apartment complex, she used her phone map to search for nearby drugstores. Luckily, one hadn't closed yet.

After buying the pills and cough syrup, Shen Yian ran back home.

After entering the house, she rushed straight to the study and knocked three times on the door.

"Mr. Song, I bought the medicine, you come out and take it." She said in a panting voice.

Song Lin in the study was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard. It was past ten o'clock now, wouldn't she be worried about going out alone to buy medicine for him

"Mr. Song" Shen Yian knocked on the door again.

"Hmm."

Song Lin responded with a sound, then got up and walked out of the study.

He saw a medicine bag on the table, picked up the medicine and was about to take it when a hand stopped him.

"Mr. Song, have you eaten yet"

"No." Song Lin said indifferently.

"Don't just eat medicine if you don't want to eat. Your stomach can't take it. Sit down and wait for me a moment."

Shen Yi'an took the medicine from Song Lin's hand and put it back on the table. Then he turned and walked into the kitchen.

Song Lin stood there, stunned. The last woman who had cared about whether his medicine would upset his stomach was his mother.

Shen Yian wouldn't think that just because they chatted a few times at the tech expo, he could meddle in his life, would he

After a while, Shen Yian came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of vegetarian noodles.

Song Lin glanced coldly at the bowl of noodles, his brow furrowed slightly.

Shen Yi'an was too lazy to look at his face and directly put the bowl and chopsticks in front of him.

"Eat it, it's better than taking medicine on an empty stomach."

Song Lin looked at her with cold, deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

Shen Yian's spine stiffened. She hadn't done anything to upset him, had she

Could it be that her tone was just too harsh

"That...eat quickly, or the noodles will become mushy."

Song Lin pondered for a moment, lowered his eyes and picked up his chopsticks. Before eating, he said in a deep voice: "Thank you."

His voice was magnetic even when he spoke normally, now it had a husky quality with a low resonance that felt distinctly mature. Even though it was just a polite greeting, Shen Yi'an still found his ears tingling.

She was afraid her thoughts would be seen through, so she lowered her head and said, "You're welcome."

Song Rin had a sudden cold and hadn't felt like eating for a day, so he didn't have much hope for the noodles in front of him. After all, he never ate noodles.bit of meat strips, and after eating, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the spot. It's truly pitiful."The front desk of the consulting company downstairs followed closely behind and also sent a...