Chapter 42

"President Song, what are you talking about about Madam?"

"I have it in my mind."

Tang Yuyang wondered if he should ask a public relations team to help Lin Ran suppress hot searches.

But Song Yan didn't care to listen to what he said.

Tang Yuyang saw that Song Yan seemed to be packing up his things, and asked, "Mr. Song, where are you going?"

"go home."

Song Yan's cold words reached Tang Yuyang's ears, but Tang Yuyang was still dazed and didn't react.

After Song Yan left far away, he raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's only six o'clock, and the sun is coming out from the west? The overtime man is also rushing home?"

……

When Song Yan returned home, it was already 18:30.

He thought that Lin Ran might not have eaten yet, so he bought all kinds of delicious food for Lin Ran when passing by the hotel, because he didn't know what Lin Ran liked to eat?
So he bought some delicious food such as roast duck, Chinese food, steak, hamburger, and fried chicken.

Baidu told him that these are girls' favorite food nowadays.

When he was at the door, he still had a smile on his face, but when he unlocked the door, his face was extremely stern.

He pushed the door open and entered. The lights in the room were on, but there was only the sound of the TV playing in the silence.

His eyes fell directly on Lin Ran who was on the sofa.

Lin Ran was nestling on the sofa with bare feet, wrapped in a blanket, and curled up into a ball, as if she was afraid of the cold. Her head was tilted to one side, it seemed that she was so sleepy that she was already asleep?
In the living room is the video that Lin Ran clicked on just now.

When Song Yan passed by Lin Ran, he glanced at the picture on TV. It was the hit "The Cultivation of an Actor".

Song Yan's nose unconsciously smelled a faint fragrance not far away.

He poked his head towards the kitchen, where the food was still hot?
I was just joking with you?
did not expect……

Song Yan carried Lin Ran horizontally and carried him into the room. After covering Lin Ran with the quilt, he gently exited the door.

For the first time, Song Yan felt that the place where he lived could feel like home.

There is temperature and popularity here, and it is much more relaxed and comfortable than the place he used to live in.

Song Yan saw that everything in the house had traces of Lin Ran's daytime stay, the clothes that had been dried to dry, the polished floor, and the table full of meals.

Song Yan was most pleased that the rice cooker was still kept warm.

It seems that she waited for me to eat?

I don't know how many times she reheated the food today.

Song Yan picked up the bowl and filled himself with rice. Looking at the dishes on the table, he prepared to eat with his chopsticks.

He hasn't eaten these home-cooked dishes for a long time.

"Wait...these are cold."

Listening to the direction of the voice, Song Yan unconsciously probed to see the source of the voice. At this time, Lin Ran was walking towards him quickly.

Lin Ran picked up the dishes on the table and wanted to go to the kitchen. Song Yan reached out and grabbed Lin Ran's wrist, "I just like to eat cold!"

"You rich people, are you all so flawed? Then you eat, I'm relieved."

Lin Ran watched Song Yan eating with a smile, so she stepped on the chair with bare feet, then squatted in front of Song Yan, looking forward to Song Yan with anticipation.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Is it tasty?"

Lin Ran has always liked watching others eat what she made.

Especially when you can hear praise, it is very fulfilling.

"It's average. The steamed rice is too rotten. It doesn't have a full grainy texture. I don't like to eat soft rice. Also, the braised pork is too salty. It seems that there is too much soy sauce..."

(End of this chapter)

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