Chapter 9

w he didn't know how to face that foreign man when going downstairs.But she didn't dare agree rashly, after all she had already been very impolite to interrupt someone else's meeting.So she could only...Song Lin had expected to see a messy house, but instead, he was met with a faint scent of lemon.

In the entryway, men's and women's shoes are placed very neatly.

The rest of the room was also clean and dust-free, as if all the disorder had never happened.

If he hadn't seen the photos Xu Da took, he would have started to suspect that this wasn't his house.

Shen Yian actually cleaned everything up completely.

At this moment, the bedroom door opened and Shen Yian walked out wrapped in a bath towel, his slender figure captivating Song Lin's gaze.

Her half-dry hair stuck to her flushed cheeks, giving off an indescribable feeling of pity. It was much more touching than when she had her hair neatly tied up.

Water droplets rolled down her shoulders, making her skin glisten. Her straight, snow-white legs were tinged with a faint pink at the knees from the hot bath she had just taken, making them especially alluring.

Song Lin took a breath, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Shen Yi'an was tilting his head to wipe his hair when he noticed the unfamiliar gaze and finally looked up.

Their eyes met, and she nervously clutched her towel tighter.

Didn't Auntie Mo say that Song Lin wouldn't come back if he worked overtime too late

She's just too tired to bother changing into pajamas, that's all. It's just bad luck.

"You, you're back"

"I thought you had left, didn't expect you to be so impatient."

Song Lin retracted his gaze, turned and poured himself a glass of water. His voice was still as cold as ever, even tinged with a hint of disdain.

Saying that, he glanced at the master bedroom behind Shen Yian, which was his own room.

Shen Yi followed his gaze to the master bedroom and immediately understood his misunderstanding.

"Mr. Song..."

"Shen Yian, both you and I should know that this marriage is a matter of mutual need, so don't push your luck."

Song Lin bit down on the last four words.

Shen Yian already felt embarrassed, and being misunderstood by Song Lin as wanting to seduce him made her even more ashamed.

She took a deep breath and looked at Song Lin, just about to speak when she was interrupted by the sound of Song Lin heavily setting down his cup.

"Put on your clothes." After giving him a warning, Song Lin walked toward the study.

"Wait a minute!" Shen Yian called out to Song Lin, and said calmly, "Mr. Song is right, we each need what the other has. Since that's the case, if you don't want me to move in, you can just refuse Auntie Mo's request. There's no need to do all these pointless things."

"......"

Song Lin stopped and looked at Shen Yian with confusion.

Shen Yian pointed to the entrance: "Look at Mr. Song, he seems perfectly normal. I didn't expect him to have a size difference in his feet. It's three sizes apart! I've never seen this before. Do you need me to accompany you to the hospital"

Song Lin was taken aback. He cursed Xu Da in his heart, thinking he was becoming increasingly useless and incapable of handling things properly. How could he make such a basic mistake

"Firstly, I thought you wouldn't be back so late. Secondly, the shower in the guest bathroom is broken. I cleaned for three whole hours and am covered in all sorts of smells, so I had to use your bathroom to take a shower. Is that a problem If so, I apologize. If you understand, could you please give me three minutes"

"Three minutes" Song Lin retorted.

"Just a moment, please."

Shen Yian turned and ran into the guest bedroom. In one minute, she put on her underwear and nightgown, then picked up the files she had prepared earlier from the bedside table.

Since she found the house was deliberately messed up by Song Lin when cleaning, she had some other plans.

She originally planned to have Song Lin review the document tomorrow, but since things had come to this point, it was better to resolve it sooner rather than later.

Back in the living room, she handed the document to Song Lin.

Song Lin looked at her outfit for a few seconds before his gaze fell on the document. When he saw the contents of the paper, a rare shift appeared in his expression.

"Cohabitation Agreement"

“Yes, Mr. Song, even without you saying it, I can see that you're not satisfied with me. You married me only to reassure Aunt Mo, and I am very grateful for Aunt Mo's affection for me. So, since Aunt Mo insists on us living together, let's just coexist peacefully. When the time comes and you want to separate, I will absolutely not pester you. As for the post-marital agreement, I have written everything clearly. Do you need to add anything”

Shen Yian handed the pen.

Song Lin didn't pick up the pen, he just questioned flipped through the agreement. Most of the content was as Shen Yian said, it was about coordinating life after marriage, and there was almost nothing about finances. There was only one clause that surprised him very much.

"During divorce, voluntarily renounce property division."

A gold digger wouldn't even take money

Song Lin coldly said: “What game are you playing You think I’ll believe you”

Shen Yian frowned seriously and said: "If you don't believe me, we can go to a notary. Sign it."

Hearing this, Song Lin couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. So far, she was the first woman who couldn't wait to draw a line between them.

Okay, that works. It'll save us trouble later.

Song Lin took the pen and signed his name.

After seeing him sign, Shen Yian also signed her name without hesitation. After signing, she picked it up to check if there were any omissions.

Perhaps she was looking too intently, so that the water dripping from her wet hair spread on her nightgown without her noticing.

Just as she looked up and said it was fine, a coat smelling of tobacco landed on her.

She was a little dazed and, as she looked down at her jacket, realized that the front of her nightgown was soaking wet.

Although the silk nightgown was very comfortable, once it got wet it stuck to her body, revealing her figure and even showing through the colors of her skin and undergarments.

Shen Yi'an hurriedly wrapped himself in his coat, his cheeks red as if they were about to bleed.

She cautiously looked at Song Lin, discovering that he had long been standing with his back to her.

She stared at his impassive back as usual, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

A man like Song Lin should never lack women. She is so ordinary that he wouldn't even bother looking her way.

However, he was a gentleman. Although he rejected her, he didn't make her feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, nor did he comment on her figure.

Living under the same roof with such a person shouldn't be too unbearable.

On the contrary, when he was with Gu Cheng before, he used to point out her figure all the time, which made her feel a little insecure.

So she dresses very loosely both at work and in life. Later, Gu Cheng tried to get close to her several times, but she rejected him every time for fear that he would see her figure.

>It's a good thing I didn't do anything with him, otherwise she would be even more nauseous now.

Shen Yi'an put on her coat, and instantly felt enveloped by Song Lin's chilling aura. Every inch of her skin that came into contact with the fabric began to burn.

She tugged at her collar, the faint smell of tobacco filling her nostrils and clouding her mind, as if a thin veil had been drawn over her eyes, obscuring the man in front of her.

Realizing her thoughts were scattered, she immediately bowed her head.

"Thanks, I'm going back to my room now. By the way, I'm in the guest room. Good night."

Shen Yi spoke without a moment's pause, pressing down on his wide sleeves and quickly running past Song Lin.

"Shen Yian, you took the wrong way." Song Lin reminded coldly.

"Sorry, I'm not very familiar with it. Goodnight." Her face reddened even more.

"...."

Song Lin remained motionless for a long time until Shen Yian's long hair slid across his arm, the tingling sensation was like an electric shock, pulling him back from the visual impact he had just experienced.

By the time he turned back, Shen Yian had already returned to his room, leaving only a faint scent of shampoo in the air.

Shen Yian always appears dressed in an outdated and pompous manner.

She doesn't seem like anyone special at first glance, not very attractive... but wow, her figure is amazing.

Compared to a towel's blatant revealing, a nightgown's suggestive hints carry a greater impact.

Warm air swirled around Shen Yian's fair skin, casting a halo in the light. Even though his long nightgown should have covered everything, the damp areas accentuated his curves.

Although it was fleeting, Song Lin still stumbled.

He didn't want to pay attention to Shen Yian, but every time she appeared, something strange would happen, making it impossible for him to ignore her.

Could she have done it on purpose

But her panic just now didn't seem like acting at all.

When hesitating, Shen Yian's door opened again.

Song Lin's eyes turned cold. Look, she was just pretending to be innocent. In the end, she followed the same routine as the other women who approached him, playing hard to get.omfortable in the workplace yet, she could understand some of what Wang Ruqi was saying.This time, Zhou's director and Wang Ruoqi brought the plan from Weiyi Technology. It must have something to do w...