Song Shan sat up from the bed as if startled. He went over to open the door for her without thinking. The moment he saw Lin Cuiping, he lowered his head and dared not look at her: "Cuiping, are you hungry?"

Lin Cuiping was about to get angry: "I came to you in the middle of the night, and you asked me if I was hungry?"

Song Shan was at a loss: "Then you don't feel well?"

Lin Cuiping: “…”

She was sullen, pushed Song Shan open the door and entered the room, then closed the door of the guesthouse: "I want to ask you something!"

Song Shan became anxious, and subconsciously went to open the door: "It's too late, this is not good."

Lin Cuiping wanted to hit him: "I'm a girl and I didn't say anything. Why are you so scared? Are you afraid that I will eat you? If we really fight, I don't believe you can beat me!"

Song Shan's face turned red from the tip of his ears to his neck: "How could I hit you..."

Even if she was angry and slapped him, he was afraid that her hand would hurt.

He had no experience at all in matters between men and women, and had never even watched TV, but he was very sure of one thing.

No matter in the past or now, Song Shanzhi who can't speak and Song Shanzhi who can speak, Song Shanzhi who is just a little chef and Song Shanzhi who won the championship, he never felt that he was worthy of Lin Cuiping in any way.

In his heart, even the thought of it made him feel that he was too dirty. He treated her with great care without asking for anything in return. Even if she liked other men, he would only silently wish her happiness.

So even though Lin Cuiping had made it so obvious and insisted on him speaking his mind, Song Shan would not think in that direction, or he absolutely did not dare to think in that direction.

He lowered his head to look at his toes, but Lin Cuiping could no longer bear it.

She has never been a person who can hide her emotions, nor does she want to use the word "friend" to cover up ambiguity in relationships between men and women. Like before with Tian Hao, she likes and dislikes friends clearly, and she must never do things that would cause misunderstandings in the name of a relationship.

Song Shan was very good to her, but because he was so good, she couldn't take advantage of him.

"Song Shan, do you like me?"

Thunder rang in his ears, Song Shan suddenly looked up, and his whole body froze there.

Lin Cuiping didn't let him go: "Tell me the truth, if you lie to me, I will never talk to you again!"

Song Shan was panicked: "Cui Ping."

"Don't call me by my name. I'm asking you a question! Do you like me or not?"

Lin Cuiping stared at him. She looked strong but her nails dug into his palms. "Why do you always cook for me alone? Why do you give me such an expensive camera? If you don't like me, why do you do this? Because I'm your manager? Then Xie Yunshu is your boss. Why don't you treat her well?"

Song Shan was speechless, not to mention that he didn't have anyone who could defend himself. His mind was blank, with only one thought in his mind.

Cuiping must hate him to death. How dare a mute like her? She will never talk to him again...

With red eyes, Song Shan just lowered his head and begged her: "I'm sorry..."

Lin Cuiping was going crazy. She asked him if he liked her, and he said sorry to her? What does this mean? He doesn't like her?

She clearly didn't know whether she would accept him, but when she thought of this possibility, she got angry! What a bastard, why is he so nice to her if he doesn't like her! She, Lin Cuiping, is pretty and a manager, why doesn't Song Shan like her!

Unlike the time with Tian Hao, she couldn't let it go at all. Instead, the fire in her heart grew more and more intense.

"Song Shan!" She directly pressed his face with her hands, forcing him to look up at her like a robber: "I'll ask you one last time, do you like me? If you don't like me, then we'll break up and we can't even be friends anymore!"

Song Shan's fair face was pinched red by her, and his ears were buzzing, even louder than when he just learned to speak: "Cui Ping."

Lin Cuiping just glared at him: "You still like me after breaking up with me?"

Song Shan's long eyelashes trembled violently. He looked at her uncontrollably, then looked away cruelly: "I..."

"Break up?"

Song Shanru's heart was tightly grasped by her, and she could neither escape nor hide.

Physiological tears slowly overflowed because of her coercion and questioning. His eyelashes gradually became wet. Finally, he dared not just call her name anymore and uttered two words with difficulty: "I like..."

Lin Cuiping pinched his face, her heart beating fast, and asked again: "Who do you like?"

Song Shan wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. He dared not look at her. His eyes were erratic and panicked, but he still answered her obediently: "I like you."

Lin Cuiping bit her lip. The answer that had originally been unclear suddenly became clear at this moment.

She smiled slightly, let go of Song Shan's face, put her hands behind her back and took two steps back, looking at him proudly and compassionately: "Who made you like me?"

Song Shan was panicking. He gestured so quickly that he even forgot how to speak: "I'm sorry, I won't disturb you, I definitely won't! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..."

"Silly!" Lin Cuiping was amused by his look, but as she laughed, her heart began to ache.

How long has he liked her? If she didn't ask him today, wouldn't he plan to keep it a secret for the rest of his life, and treat her so well and watch her fall in love and marry other men?

Song Shan hung his head dejectedly. He stopped making gestures and just stood there quietly, waiting for Lin Cuiping to sentence him to the final death penalty.

Did she not want her camera because she could tell he liked her? He thought he had hidden it well and never thought about getting a response, but was he not even allowed to do so? Even so, he would only be angry with himself.

I was angry at myself for daydreaming, thinking that I could be by her side without anyone noticing and occasionally see her smile. I was angry at myself for being too careless and letting her easily discover my unbearable and shameful thoughts.

When Song Shan was about to sink into the abyss of self-loathing, his cheek was gently touched.

A wet, light kiss was imprinted there.

There was a buzzing sound in his head, as if a nuclear bomb had exploded. Song Shan's eyes suddenly widened, and he seemed to be frozen in place. He stared blankly at the smiling Lin Cuiping, denying it over and over again in his heart.

She wouldn't like him, how could she like him...

"I allow you to like me." Lin Cuiping tilted her head and looked at him: "Song Shan, you have to continue to be nice to me, otherwise I will never like you in the future."

Song Shanji had been stunned by the waves of fear in his heart. He stared at her stupidly, all consciousness in his body disappeared, only the place on his face where she had kissed him was burning.

He felt that way, and even thought that if he died immediately in this life, he would have no regrets.