e subject."Oh. Good."Shen Yi'an didn't ask any further questions. He put on a pair of disposable slippers and, carrying the bag, followed Song Lin's footsteps.But Song Lin didn't go far before turning...Shen Yi calmed his breath and said, "Please give the phone to Song Lin."

The other party said, “He’s busy and doesn’t answer unknown numbers.”

Unknown number

Shen Yian recalled that Song Lin didn't seem to have the habit of making notes, the only one he had ever seen was Auntie Mo.

Originally, he didn't even bother to add a note for people who weren't important to him.

Shen Yian paused, and the other party spoke again: "I hope you won't call again to disturb me. It's very annoying. Thank you."

The other party was very polite, but it hurt Shen Yian's ears.

If Song Lin didn't care about her, how could the other party treat her as a harasser

Shen Yian listened to the busy tone after the phone call ended, put down his phone and started eating. The cold food was a bit tasteless.

Even under the lights, the ring had lost its former sparkle.

She took a couple of bites at random, shoved the food into the refrigerator, and then went back to her room to turn on the computer to work, but couldn't think of anything.

My mind is filled with that woman's warning.

......

Weiyite Technology.

After putting down her phone, Yang Shu smiled faintly and didn't bother to delete the incoming call.

A low-level mistake, she won't make that again.

Now that she had finally dispelled Song Lin's suspicions about her allergy time, if she deleted Shen Yian's calls again, as long as Song Lin confronted Shen Yian, he would find out.

But if she kept it, things would be different. After all, Shen Yian was a woman, and she would definitely call Song Lin and demand to know who she was and how she got his phone number.

She came from an ordinary background and had no vision.

This kind of woman's thoughts just revolve around men, daily necessities like rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea. She is incapable of reaching a higher level of understanding.

Perhaps at the beginning, Song Lin might find congee and simple dishes palatable, but who has ever seen someone eat congee and simple dishes every day

The more Shen Yian made a fuss, the more Song Lin understood that Shen Yian couldn't integrate into his world at all.

Just as he was thinking, Song Lin returned to his workstation from other colleagues.

He glanced at the phone that had been moved, and said coldly, "Did you touch my phone"

Yang Shu nodded and said in her usual tone, "I didn't want to get involved at first. They kept arguing, and I was afraid of interrupting you and them discussing things, so I just took it. Is it strange that salespeople are now cursing people when they sell things Or have I been out of touch with the domestic market for too long"

She can choose not to delete her call records, but she didn't say she wouldn't embellish them.

At a glance, one could see the difference in depth between her words and Shen Yian's.

One is a shrew who would scream at her man the moment she heard a woman's voice on his phone.

One is a strong, independent woman who focuses on work and shares the responsibilities with men.

Whom will men believe

After Song Lin went back, Shen Yi'an's questions. Within a week, Song Lin was fed up with this bowl of congee.

And she did nothing.

Yang Shu originally thought that everything would develop according to her plan, but she didn't expect Song Lin to immediately pick up his phone.

"Please don't call me randomly anymore."

Song Lin's voice turned cold. After glancing at Yang Shu, he hung up the phone without giving her a chance to explain.

My former colleague also turned their head slightly to look over.

Yang Shu could only smile and say, "I'm sorry."

In fact, she was twisting the pen in her hand so hard it was almost broken, but she could only watch helplessly as Song Lin called Shen Yian.

But she quickly calmed down. As long as Shen Yian made a fuss and questioned him, Song Lin's personality would definitely be impatient and hang up the phone.

The phone connected, Yang Shu waited quietly for the argument that wouldn't involve gunpowder.

Shen Yian said, "I know you're too busy to come back for dinner. Just order takeout yourself, I'm going to sleep."

Song Lin: "...."

The clown was him all along, without a care in the world.earlier. 。He used a cotton swab dipped in ointment to wipe her wound. 。It might hurt a little. 。"You...oof..." Shen Yian just opened her mouth, the cotton swab touched the crack, it hurt so much she g...