,"Come on, there aren't that many domineering CEOs in the world. And even if there were, they wouldn't have anything to do with us. Those CEOs all like princesses, I'm at most just a... maidservant.""...Entering the living room, Shen Yinan didn't see Song Lin, so 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 going to be her breakfast tomorrow.

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

But as she approached the study, she heard Song Lin talking on the phone. She could only return to her own room helplessly.

After opening her computer, Shen Yian started working on a plan. She didn't know how long she had been working for until 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, with only a faint light shining from under the study door.

Is Song Lin still busy

Alas, they are all unfortunate workers.

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

"Well... *cough cough* ...it's nothing, you continue."

Even like this, you still say it's okay

Shen Yian remembered Aunt 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, it's okay, thank you. *cough cough*..."

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

Shen Yian saw that he had refused so decisively and readily, so he did not ask further. After all, they were adults, could he possibly die of illness

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

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

Watching the bubbling pot, Shen Yian let out a soft sigh, turned off the fire, and walked out of the house.

She walked out of the complex and used her phone map to search for nearby drugstores. Luckily, one near here was still open.

After buying the pills and cough syrup, Shen Yi hurried home.

As soon as she entered, she went straight to the study and knocked three times.

"Mr. Song, I bought the medicine. Come out and take it," she said, panting.

Song Lin in the study was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard. It was past ten o'clock now, and she, a woman alone, went out to buy medicine for him

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

"Hmm."

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

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

"Mr. Song, have you eaten yet"

"None." Song Lin said indifferently.

"Don't take medicine on an empty stomach, it will upset your digestion. Sit down and wait for me a moment."

Shen Yian took the medicine from Song Lin's hand and put it back on the table, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Song Lin stood there for a moment, stunned. The last woman who had cared about whether he would have stomach pain from taking his medicine was his mother.

Shen Yian wouldn't think that just because they chatted at a tech expo, he could insert himself into her life, would he

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

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

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

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

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

Shen Yian's spine stiffened. She shouldn't have done anything to upset him, right

Could it be that her tone was too harsh

“That...hurry up and eat, or the noodles will get soggy.”

Song Lin thought for a moment, lowered his eyes and picked up his chopsticks. Before eating, he said solemnly, "Thank you."

His voice was magnetic even when it was normal, now it was slightly raspy with a low depth that only a mature man could possess. Although it was just a polite two words, Shen Yian still felt his ears tingle.

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

Song Lin had no appetite for a whole day because he caught a sudden cold, so he didn't have high hopes for the noodles in front of him. After all, he never eats noodles. and said, "Just understand my intentions."Shen Yian nodded and turned to leave the office.Back at her workstation, she took out her phone and snapped a few photos of the stand before sending them to...