ed.Shen Yian wanted to cry but couldn't. He couldn't say he had gotten it wrong, could he That would mean telling Song Lin that the bowl of meat was meant for him!I'll change to a different one next..."Is that so"

Shen Yian touched his face, was it that obvious

The nursemaid said, “Well, I used to see you always so tired, now… you're getting prettier and prettier. I can barely recognize you. It looks like Mr. Song is really good to you.”

Shen Yi'an thought for a moment, then nodded.

Although there were frictions between her and Song Lin, he would admit his mistakes and apologize sincerely. This was already much better than the men she had known.

Even couples deeply in love will have normal disagreements after marriage, let alone strangers who rushed into wedlock. Some people are willing to compromise and make concessions because understanding and tolerance are more important than anything else in a marriage.

The caregiver looked at Shen Yian's slightly flushed face with a deeper smile.

"Mr. Song is both handsome and kind, Miss Shen must really like him, right"

"Like it What..."

Shen Yian heard this word, so surprised that he stuttered.

"What do you like"

At this moment, Song Lin's voice came from behind him, causing Shen Yi'an to jump up from his seat in fright.

"No, it's nothing." Shen Yian shook his head.

"Hmm" Song Lin looked at Shen Yian, his eyes slightly darkened.

Shen Yixin nervously changed the subject: "Mr. Song, where did you just go"

Song Lin said, "I went to ask the doctor about your mom's condition. The doctor said your mom is recovering very well and can be transferred to a general ward soon. However, the matter of waking up depends on your mom personally."

When she heard that she could be transferred to a general ward, Shen Yian was happy for a moment, but when she thought about her mother's awakening still being uncertain, her face fell.

Song Lin continued, "I know some foreign doctors. I just went to the doctor's office and took a complete medical history, and emailed it to them. After they review it, they will let us know the next course of treatment."

Hearing this, Shen Yian was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a long time.

"You were just..."

"Hmm." Song Lin nodded.

"Thank you." Shen Yian looked at Song Lin, his heart skipped a beat.

Song Lin hummed in response, then turned to look at the nursing aunt.

"Hello, if it's convenient, I'd like to discuss long-term employment with you. You can discuss the salary with your family and let me know. If it's suitable, we can sign an employment contract."

"Sir, you..."

"Yi An thinks you've been very attentive to her mother. Based on what we see now, her mother needs constant care, and we don't plan on changing caregivers. So, we hope to employ you long-term, and you don't have to worry about suddenly losing your job." Song Lin explained.

Shen Yian widened her eyes, staring at Song Lin. She felt like she had failed as a daughter because she hadn't even considered this possibility.

On second thought, Song Lin was still the more considerate one.

Finding a good caregiver is just as difficult as HR recruiting talent. Sometimes it's a clash of lifestyles, sometimes their skills aren't adequate, or they suddenly demand a higher price.

Now, Shen Yian feels very at ease with the current caregiver. She had thought about raising her pay to keep the caregiver, but she didn't expect that employing her would be a way to retain her.

The caregiver seemed to be taken aback, a little unsure of what to do.

"Mr. Song, what is this..."

"Even after Yi An's mother is discharged from the hospital, she still needs someone to accompany her long-term. We can provide meals and accommodation, as well as paid holidays during festivals and double pay. I think this is something you can't have as a casual worker."

Song Lin's logic was clear, his voice calm and collected, giving the impression that he had everything under control.

The caregiver seemed moved, but she was unsure what to do.

Song Lin continued, "You can discuss this with your family."

Shen Yian echoed, "That's right, Auntie. If you could stay, I'd feel much more at ease, but you don't need to feel obligated."

The caregiver aunt smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll discuss it with my family."

Shen Yian nodded.

Now that mom's surgery is finished, she doesn't have much discomfort.

Although she didn't get the Deputy Director position, as long as she puts in a little more effort on proposals regularly, her salary plus bonus will still allow her to afford the caregiver.

This way, she can also earn money to take care of her mother without any worries.

Thinking about it, Shen Yi'an gave Song Lin a grateful glance beside him. Looking at his deep profile, something seemed to pass through his heart, itchy and tingling.

For some reason, she remembered what her mother used to tell her.ples.Shen Yi'an is only twenty-five, why does he have to dress like he's thirty-fiveHe walked straight to the shelf and took a moon-white long dress and put it in her hand."Put this on.""This waist is...