Wen Ruan tidied up for a long time before finally stepping out of her room. She saw that Song Yan must have just heard her get up and was setting the table with food.

After the two had a physical and emotional connection, all their previous discomfort seemed to have vanished.

Wen Ruan has completely come to terms with it now!

Undeniably, I was deeply attracted to Song Yan; in every aspect, he met my criteria for a partner.

Although in the original novel, Song Yan married the original female lead, but later divorced for unknown reasons and died alone, at this moment, Wen Ruan clearly knows the feelings in her heart and can deeply feel Song Yan's sincerity towards her.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, Song Yan is performing quite well, after all, he has been carefully trained by me.

With this in mind, Wen Ruan finally understood that all she needed to do now was to live in the present moment.

To put it somewhat irresponsibly, "There are plenty of handsome guys out there, if one doesn't work out, we'll find another." "If you're heartless, I'll leave." They're not going to let themselves get stuck on this one guy, especially since they don't have children yet...and don't need any...

Wait... a child?!

Wen Ruan suddenly remembered that on the previous occasions, she couldn't quite say whether Song Yan had worn a mask or not... The first time was because she was drunk and not fully sober... Yesterday... she was purely captivated by his looks, feeling that Song Yan might have worn one, but also feeling like he might not... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder...

Oh my god, I'm only nineteen, the prime of my youth, how can I have a child so early! Why am I always so useless at crucial moments... Waaaaah, how am I supposed to ask him? It's all that bastard Song Yan's fault! Waaaaah... Wen Ruan was almost in tears.

Seeing Wen Ruan standing at the door for a long time without coming over, Song Yan realized she had fallen into her old habit of spacing out... He strode over, picked her up, kissed her forehead, and gently placed her on the dining table before carefully serving her food.

Watching him carefully serve her food according to her preferences, Wen Ruan didn't know how to ask him anything. She felt that even the delicious dishes in front of her tasted a little bland.

Song Yan looked at Wen Ruan with concern, thinking she was feeling unwell, and asked anxiously, "Ruan Ruan, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Wen Ruan opened her mouth, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Finally, encouraged by Song Yan's repeated gaze, she asked tentatively, somewhat embarrassed and cautiously, "Brother Song Yan, do you like children?"

Song Yan was somewhat surprised by Wen Ruan's question at this moment, but after thinking about it seriously for a moment, he replied, "I don't really like it."

At this time, it seemed that every household believed in the saying "many children, many blessings," but Wen Ruan was quite shocked to find that Song Yan had such a thought.

Before she could finish her shock, Song Yan continued, "But thinking about having a little girl who looks a lot like you... that seems pretty nice too." He seemed to have thought of something, and his dark eyes seemed to gleam.

Song Yan snapped out of his reverie, looked at Wen Ruan, and chuckled softly, "Ruan Ruan, why are you suddenly asking me this? You're still young, so you don't need to think about these things yet. You can do whatever you want right now, and everything should be based on your own wishes." He then patted Wen Ruan's head.

At this point, Wen Ruan understood everything and gradually felt relieved. She was touched, but also felt a little embarrassed for misunderstanding Song Yan, so she kept putting food on his plate.

Seeing that Wen Ruan seemed to have suddenly regained her usual liveliness, Song Yan couldn't help but realize what was going on when he thought about their conversation. Looking at her fawning over him, he felt both annoyed and amused. He couldn't possibly be someone who disregarded her wishes in her eyes.

......

The next day, after preparing breakfast, Song Yan left a note on the table and went to work.

The factory committee meeting had just ended on Monday, and Song Yan was organizing some materials from the meeting when he heard a commotion.

It turned out that the head of the personnel department had brought a young woman to complete the onboarding process. She was a new factory committee member: "Hello everyone, I am Dong Yan. Please give me your guidance in the future." The woman greeted everyone with a perfectly appropriate smile.

Dong Yan glanced around and, finding no one she was looking for, couldn't help but feel disappointed.

The cadres who can come to the factory committee are all shrewd and capable. Recently, the factory has not organized any recruitment exams. In addition, the number of cadres in the factory committee is still relatively sufficient. In the past, most of them were recruited through open competition. But now, this person named Dong Yan has been parachuted in. Everyone can't help but feel a little uneasy.

Besides, normal onboarding only requires contacting a staff member in the personnel department, so why would the head of the personnel department personally lead the process? Everyone had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

Everyone actively tried to curry favor with Dong Yan, especially the unmarried male staff members, who were particularly enthusiastic. You see, in a place like a steel plant where the male-to-female ratio is extremely exaggerated, it is very rare to find a female comrade who is also quite good-looking.

Besides, this woman clearly has some connections; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to enter the factory at this time.

Before we knew it, it was lunchtime, and everyone grabbed their lunchboxes and headed to the cafeteria for their meals.

"Director Dong, shall we go to the cafeteria together?" Sun Qiang, his cheeks slightly flushed, took the initiative to invite him as his friends nudged him.

Dong Yan gave an unnatural twitch at the corner of her mouth to hide the impatience in her eyes, and waved her hand to refuse: "No need, Officer Sun, I have something to do here, you can go first."

Sun Qiang wanted to say something more...

Just then, Song Yan hurriedly walked out of the office with a lunchbox. He had left a note that morning, instructing that he would bring lunch back to save Wen Ruan the trouble of cooking for herself, mainly because he was afraid she would be lazy and try to cook by herself...

But there are always those who don't know their place and cause trouble.

"Secretary Song, are you going to the cafeteria? Let's go together. I'm new here and there are some things I don't understand. I'd like to ask you for advice." Dong Yan smiled brightly, her eyes pleading as she looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan had a separate small office in the factory committee, unlike the other factory committee members who didn't have to squeeze into the big office. He could hear the noise in the morning because the office wasn't soundproof.

Some were surprised that Dong Yan had actually started working at the steel factory.

Song Yan had previously learned by chance that Guo Shengcai had a very close relationship with the director of the Revolutionary Committee, who happened to be Dong Yan's stepfather. Perhaps she had gotten in through Guo Shengcai's connections, but he didn't know what her purpose was.