Chapter 19

s, 3,500 yuan should be enough for our living expenses. Plus another 1,000 yuan as an emergency fund, I'll contribute half of this amount. After deducting your mortgage payment, you can keep some asid...Entering the living room, Shen Yian 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 her apartment complex into the refrigerator.

She really didn't want to eat toast, it was her breakfast for tomorrow.

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

But as she approached the study, she heard Song Lin's phone call and could only return to her room helplessly.

After turning on the computer, Shen Yian started working on a plan. She didn't know how long she had been working for until her stomach growled with hunger.

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

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

Is Song Lin still busy

Alas, they are all可憐的 wage earners.

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 though you're speechless, you still say there's nothing wrong

Shen Yian remembered Aunt Mo's entrustment and, still uneasy, knocked on the door.

"Mr. Song, are you alright"

"It's fine."

"Do you have any medicine at home"

"No, that's alright, thank you. *cough cough* ..."

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

Shen Yian saw his firm and decisive refusal, so he didn't ask any further. After all, they were adults, could he possibly die of illness

She curled her lip and went into the kitchen to boil water for noodles.

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

Looking at the bubbling pot, Shen Yi'an let out a slight sigh, turned off the heat, and walked out of the house.

Stepping out of the apartment complex, she used her phone map to search for nearby pharmacies. Luckily, there was one close by that hadn't closed yet.

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

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

"Mr. Song, I bought the medicine, come out and take it." She panted.

Song Lin in the study was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard. It was past ten o'clock now, would she, a woman, run 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 take it when a hand suddenly stopped him.

Mr. Song, have you eaten yet

"None." Song Lin said nonchalantly.

"If you don't eat, just taking medicine will hurt your stomach. Please sit down and wait for me."

Shen Yi'an took the medicine from Song Lin's hand and put it back on the table. Then he turned and went 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 Yi'an 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 walked out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of vegetarian noodles.

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

Shen Yian was too lazy to look at his face and directly placed 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 and piercing eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

Shen Yian's back 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 become mushy."

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

His voice was normally magnetic, but now it was slightly raspy with a low depth that only a mature man could possess. Though it was just a polite two-word greeting, Shen Yi'an still felt his ears tingle.

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

Song Lin had a sudden cold and hadn't felt like eating all day, so he didn't have high hopes for the noodles in front of him. After all, he never ate noodles.at's just how you people are!"Shen Yian felt a surge of anger. At this point, it wasn't just him who was being humiliated; he felt as if everyone present was being insulted.She didn't hesitate to walk...