r was broken, she realized how foolish she had been and how selfish Gu Cheng was.Suddenly, a towel landed on her head, pulling her thoughts back.Across from him, Song Lin wiped his hair and said faint...Song Lin took the cake and milk tea from the runner, turned and entered the house to put the things on the table.

"Eat." Song Lin said concisely.

"Okay."

Shen Yian thought that he didn't have to cook, and he was quite happy. He quickly sat down and unwrapped the cake. It said "happy" on top. Although the shape was simple, the cream was solid, and it looked delicious at first glance.

She passed the plates and cutlery to Song Lin, ready to divide the milk tea, but she discovered there was only one cup.

"Did they forget to include something Why is there only one cup of milk tea" Shen Yian asked.

"I don't like to drink." Song Lin gestured for her to drink herself.

Shen Yian nodded, said thank you, and then drank it up.

So sweet, so pleasant.

During that time, Song Lin cut her another piece of cake. She took a big bite, her mouth full of fruit, tart and sweet, especially delicious.

She happily took a second bite, but noticed that Song Lin hadn't eaten any.

Won't you eat

"Are you feeling better now"

They both spoke at the same time, and looked at each other in surprise.

Shen Yian's pupils dilated. So Song Lin bought these for her

She swallowed the cake and, with her lips pursed, asked: "Mr. Song, did you buy this for me"

Song Lin said solemnly, "No."

After finishing his words, Song Lin cut a piece of cake and shoved it into his mouth, then endured the grimace.

Seeing this, Shen Yian couldn't hold back and let out a "poof," spitting some of the milk tea in his mouth.

Song Lin let out a snort and pulled out a tissue to wipe the surface of the table in front of him.

"Is it dirty" the tone was not accusatory.

"Sorry." Shen Yian apologized, continuing, "Mr. Song, thank you, but... I'm not angry. I was just tired just now."

“...” Song Lin narrowed his eyes.

When Shen Yian realized this, he immediately changed his tune: "But after eating your cake and milk tea, my mood became particularly good. Now I feel like I'm on cloud nine, lightheaded."

Song Lin poured himself a glass of water to rinse the sweetness from his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to have such acting talent."

Shen Yian stretched out his thumb and index finger to make a gesture: "A little bit."

Song Lin was speechless, but he also felt incredibly light and carefree, as if floating on air.

Shen Yian saw that Song Lin's complexion had improved, so he took another bite of cake and then stood up.

"If you don't eat cake, I'll make you a simple dinner."

"Wait a moment." Song Lin reached out and grabbed Shen Yian, pulling her closer.

Perhaps he hadn't controlled his strength well, Shen Yian leaned in towards him entirely.

Their eyes met, breaths intertwined, a sweetness more intoxicating than cake hung heavy in the air.

Song Lin said in a low voice, "There's cream on your face."

"Oh oh."

Shen Yian wiped haphazardly twice, his heart pounding in his chest until he felt suffocated. He immediately stood back in place.

"I'm going to check what's in the fridge."

After she finished speaking, she went into the kitchen.

Shen Yian saw that there were still some vegetables in the refrigerator, so he simply made two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, and served them immediately.

"Mr. Song, let's eat."

"Well."

Song Lin took the plate from her hand.

One was having bubble tea and cake, the other was having a meal.

There's a dissonance, but also a strange harmony.

It seems as long as we consider each other, and be tolerant, even if the two of us are doing completely different things, it will still be harmonious.

Just like them.

Song Rin was worried that Shen Yi'an would be sad because of Xu Manman, so he ordered her a cake and milk tea that he didn't like.

Shen Yian knew Song Lin didn't like cakes and milk tea, so he made his favorite dishes.

A table, two unrelated foods, but both are for the other's consideration.

After dinner, Song Lin tidied up briefly, while Shen Yian lay on the sofa playing with his phone.

Song Lin said that he had something to take care of, so he went to the study.an sent over screenshots of his conversation with Wang Ruoqi."Ms. Shen, our boss signed your planning proposal, not your deputy director. I think the two destroyed signboards look better."Then I'll go...