o many happy events in the group. Besides Wang Ruqi getting married, even Gu Cheng, who disappeared, is getting married.Gu Cheng is showing off that he's moving to a big house in Haicheng and got a ne...Isn't life just made up of little things

It's not necessarily a dramatic upheaval that crushes someone's feelings, perhaps it's just the gradual accumulation of small things.

When Shen Yian came back to his senses, Song Lin had already washed the dishes and walked out.

"What do you intend to wear like this" he asked, wiping his hands.

Shen Yian lowered his head to look at his work uniform, then quickly got up.

"Just a moment, I'm going to change my clothes."

She ran back to her room and took out a saffron-colored long dress from the closet.

This skirt was a gift from her mother, and she treasured it very much. She rarely took it out to wear, and today she didn't know what came over her.

The first thing that came to my mind when I thought about changing clothes was this dress.

When Mom gave her the dress, she said that because her skin was white, it would look really good on her.

In fact, that's true. She gets a lot of attention wearing this outfit.

But how could she have suddenly thought of this

Because... Song Rin

Soon, Shen Yian shook his head, denying the unwarranted thoughts. It must be because tomorrow was his mother's surgery that he thought of the dress his mother had given him.

She changed into a skirt and took her previously low ponytail down, tying it up in a bun. It's been hot lately, so this is a bit more refreshing.

Walking out of the room, Shen Yian shook her skirt.

"Mr. Song, I'm fine now."

Hearing this, Song Lin on the sofa casually raised his eyes, his gaze involuntarily fixed.

This was the first time he had seen Shen Yian in clothes other than his work uniform. They weren't particularly elegant, actually; they were just the kind of style popular with girls on the street.

Round neckline, long skirt.

But on her, it somehow shone with an unexpected brilliance.

The originally fair skin appears even more porcelain-like against the saffron backdrop. The round neckline highlights a delicate collarbone, and the dress's length, reaching to the calves, reveals the slenderest part of the legs.

A simple bun with a few strands of hair falling, cute and playful.

How old is she, exactly

When she wears her work clothes, people believe she's in her thirties. But when she changes into different clothes, she looks like a college student just starting out.

Shen Yian noticed Song Lin's gaze fixed on him and cautiously asked, "What's wrong Is it not good Then I'll just change back. I don't have many pajamas..."

Song Lin stopped him and said, "Let's just leave it like this. It's too much trouble to keep switching."

Get rid of those old-fashioned, dowdy work clothes of hers ASAP.

Out of consideration for Shen Yi'an's pride, he didn't say anything. He realized to his surprise that he was even concerned about what other people wore. When had he become so nosy

Song Lin frowned and turned to walk towards the entrance.

Shen Yian took out his sneakers from the cabinet, and when he was about to put them on, Song Lin's eyebrows almost knitted together into a knot.

"Don't you have any other shoes"

She was wearing a yellow dress and black sneakers. Even he, a man, couldn't stand this combination.

"Sneakers are convenient." Shen Yian obviously didn't get his point.

"Hmm."

Song Lin pursed his lips, somewhat regretting that he had talked too much.

What does it have to do with him

Shen Yi'an didn't care: "Let's go."

Thus, the two of them arrived at a large supermarket very close to their apartment.

This was Shen Yian's first time at this supermarket. There was even a free tasting booth as soon as you walked in, and the staff were very generous, cutting off a big chunk of German sausage from their hands whenever someone asked.

Unlike the supermarket she used to go to, where they would just cut thin slices for tasting and you couldn't even taste them before they were gone, and they'd try to pressure you into buying it, acting like you were taking advantage if you didn't.

But here won't, no hard selling, the people around are also very orderly queuing.

Shen Yian looked at the sizzling sausages, feeling a bit tempted. But with Song Lin still standing beside her, she hesitated. Would taking one make him think she was trying to take advantage of him

But it really looked delicious, she couldn't help but purse her lips and look at the man beside her.

Mr. Song, would you like to eat

"...."

Song Lin lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his face full of anticipation, as if he was about to write "I want to eat" on his forehead.

Where is the crispness of a white-collar worker in this appearance“是。Having said that, Song Lin strolled into the house. The layout was in the style of Suzhou gardens, with a water corridor leading to the guest hall. 。Song Lin walked into the bamboo hut beside him....