en Yian seemed to have found his interest and shifted closer to him."Mr. Song, you said this amazing person is... who""I don't know." Song Lin shifted his body, pulling away from the distance between...After the quiet, Song Lin sat down and slowly opened the box. Actually, he didn't have high hopes for this shoe shop tucked away in the corner of the supermarket.

Handmade leather shoes are a true test of a craftsman's skill. To date, he hasn't found a satisfactory master within the country.

So he left a mold of his foot abroad, that way all he needs to do is choose the style and color and someone will regularly send him newly made shoes.

But when he opened the box, he realized he was wrong.

This craftsman's skill is comparable to that of so-called hundred-year artisans abroad. He even made some modifications based on his old shoes to make them fit his walking habits better.

Shen Yian saw that he wasn't trying it on and felt a little awkward. "I only have this much money for now," he said. "When I get a job later, I'll buy you a new one."

She traded her over a thousand for someone else's handmade shoes worth around twenty thousand, it's indeed quite difficult to understand.

Song Lin heard this, his cold eyes flickered with a touch of emotion. As he put on his shoes, he said, "In the future That works too."

"...."

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Shen Yian's brows furrowed slightly. Something about this didn't sound right.

Song Lin changed his shoes and took two steps: "It feels very comfortable."

Shen Yi'an let out a sigh of relief and turned to the boss: "Scan the code, thank you."

The boss smiled and said, “It’s so comfortable! Your wife really knows you. When she sent the shoes, she noticed your walking habits, so we made some adjustments based on that. Although these shoes aren't as expensive as your previous ones, I think your wife’s thoughtfulness is priceless.”

Shen Yian had an impulse to cover the boss's mouth, but Song Linzheng was staring at her, she could only let out a dry chuckle, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Although Song Lin didn't say anything, she could seem to feel him smiling.

She raised her head instinctively, but all she saw was Song Lin's back. It must have been a hallucination.

Song Lin never laughed in crowded places.

"Come on." Song Lin urged.

"Hmm."

Shen Yian quickly caught up, it was indeed an illusion.

After they got home, the two of them cooked dinner together, but neither of them mentioned going to IN tomorrow.

On Friday morning, Shen Yian woke up early. She hadn't slept well the night before and her head felt a bit fuzzy when she woke up. She had even forgotten the words she had planned to say.

Although she now has evidence to prove her innocence, she is afraid of saying the wrong thing and ruining everything.

The more she worried, the less confident she felt.

After changing her clothes, she heavily pulled open the door. The sunlight streaming in from the side window made her squint.

At the moment she opened her eyes, she saw a figure in the living room.

A white shirt, a black suit, deep and classic. In the sunlight, the outline is tinged with a halo, elegant and stunning, leaving people speechless.

Song Lin lowered his eyes and adjusted his cufflinks, saying faintly, "What are you looking at It's almost time, let's go."

Shen Yian came back to his senses: "You're coming with me"

Song Lin said in a deep voice, "Hmm"

The low voice was almost scandalous in this kind of atmosphere.

Shen Yian nodded vigorously. Listening any further, she felt her ears were going numb.

My former colleagues used to be obsessed with a certain idol group, saying that their "brothers" spoke in such a way that it felt like someone's ears were about to get pregnant.

Shen Yian had never understood this metaphor, but now she did.

She tried to distract herself, bending down to put on her shoes. Just then, Song Lin also walked over to change his shoes.

He was wearing the leather shoes she had gifted him. Paired with his outfit today, he seemed profound and upright, with an aura that was impossible to ignore.

Song Lin stood at the door and said, "Shen Yian, stop looking, you're really going to be late."

Shen Yian: "Ah Oh oh oh."

That's so embarrassing.

In such a tense moment, I'm actually staring at the man.

How should Song Lin think about herven a pretty woman looks beautiful wrapped in white cloth, just like An'an isn't she"A group of people walked into the Japanese restaurant laughing, completely ignoring the four scowling figures behin...