ack to the company."Aunt Mo scoffed: "Company, company, why don't you just marry the company"Song Lin shrugged and said, "If it's possible."Aunt Mo felt a pang of frustration and turned to Shen Yian,..."Let's go."

"Hmm... oof."

Shen Yi'an lowered his head to look at his foot, not knowing when his ankle had been cut. Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep.

She gritted her teeth, put on her shoes and limped to catch up with Song Lin.

As she stepped onto the escalator, someone bumped into her. Her foot slipped, and the pain from the wound was like it had been ripped open again. She nearly lost her balance.

Finally, he steadied himself in the crook of an arm.

"Come here." Song Lin stopped her, saying with a bad temper.

"Okay, thank you."

Shen Yi'an took a small step, but it was essentially the same as not moving at all.

Song Lin lowered his eyes to glance at her, then directly pulled her into his embrace. Her body stiffened slightly before quickly lowering her head.

He couldn't make out her expression, but he could clearly see that her ears were red.

He even blushed.

Shen Yian always gave him a sense of contradiction. Which side was the real her

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, so Shen Yian casually brought up a topic.

Mr. Song, how did you take the subway today

"The car was borrowed by my colleague and will be returned tomorrow morning."

In fact, it was his subordinate who exchanged cars and wanted to take his parents back to their hometown, but he didn't dare drive his luxury car back, fearing that he would be targeted.

Shen Yi'an nodded and didn't bring up any more topics.

Stepping out of the metro station, Shen Yian slightly increased the distance between them, but to her surprise, Song Lin, with his long legs, seemed nonchalant yet always adjusted his pace to match hers.

She carefully glanced at Song Lin. He still had that handsome face, but it wasn't as cold and aloof as usual.

"Watch the road."

Song Rin suddenly lowered his head and met her gaze. She was startled and quickened her pace, forgetting about her injured foot.

"Ssss...."

A series of hisses, Song Lin inexplicably found it amusing, but he didn't show it.

Shen Yian also noticed the tone of her voice and immediately closed her mouth. When she wanted Song Lin to let go of her, Song Lin instead supported her to sit down outside the door of someone else's shop.

"Wait for me."

Where are you going

As soon as Shen Yian finished speaking, Song Lin entered the next-door shop. She looked up in confusion at the shop name and understood what Song Lin was doing.

Pharmacy.

She stared at the two characters and felt a warmth in her chest inexplicably. Since her mother was hospitalized, she hadn't been cared for like this in a long time.

Ten minutes later, Song Lin walked over with a bag.

Shen Yi'an immediately reached out: "I can do it myself."

This isn't an idol drama, each female lead has a pair of white and tender feet that are always alluring.

Reality is that women who wear high heels know that even if their feet don't smell bad after a long day, they'll still sweat and be left with a tight red mark. It's unsightly no matter what.

She wouldn't put up with being treated this way for long, but she was too embarrassed to let Song Lin see her injured feet.

But Song Lin didn't give her the bag. He pulled up a plastic stool outside the shop and sat down slowly.

As she dispensed the pills, she muttered, "Foot."

Shen Yian: "..."

Song Lin stopped his actions: "Shall I ask you again"

Shen Yian immediately shook his head and curled his toes, lifting his foot.

Song Lin pointed to his knee: "Come a little closer, or how can I apply medicine"

Shen Yi'an was startled. Stepping on his kneeot that exaggerated. It wasn't easy for An to work so hard either. Don't say those things about her anymore. We all want what's best for the company. It's just unfortunate that she put in all this eff...