Chapter 17 Support



Chapter 17 Support

Shi Yan has small and delicate eyebrows and eyes that are bright and lively. She was born with a pair of eyes that can speak.

A slight movement in her eyes could easily move Ying Han's heart.

Ying Han's gaze lingered on her reluctantly.

Shi Yan smiled faintly, "How could that be? I always know her temper."

"The car is coming."

Shi Yan pointed at a taxi not far away and stretched out her hand to stop it. "Ying Han, goodbye!"

"goodbye."

Ying Han opened the car door and slowly lowered the window. "Shi Yan, if you have any problems in the future, you can contact me."

Slender fingers handed over a business card. Shi Yan shook her head and smiled, "Thank you for today. Contact information is not necessary."

Ying Han felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, "Okay."

The car drove away and Shi Yan's figure gradually disappeared in the rearview mirror.

Across the street, Wu Shiyan finally understood why Song Yuchen had been lingering at the hospital gate for so long.

He frowned and asked in confusion, "Didn't Shi Yan refuse to take the business card? Why are you so angry?"

As soon as Wu Shiyan finished speaking, the car rushed out quickly.

Wu Shiyan kept his lips tightly closed, not daring to say another word.

When getting off the car, Wu Shiyan rushed out and squatted on the side of the road to vomit.

"You are sick, Song Yuchen, you are really sick!"

Song Yuchen lowered the car window halfway and rolled up the right side of his shirt, revealing a small section of his beautiful tan skin.

The muscle texture is tight and the veins are slightly protruding.

Long eyelashes covered Song Yuchen's dark eyes. He was a born conspirator and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Wu Shiyan almost vomited his gallbladder. He held on to the big tree next to him to steady himself. When he was about to get in the car, Song Yuchen suddenly turned the car around.

"Let Yan Xi pick you up later."

"where did you go?"

Song Yuchen didn't reply, and the car quickly disappeared from Wu Shiyan's sight.

Wu Shiyan kicked the tree next to him several times and cried out in pain, "It hurts!"

Song Yuchen drove faster and got home before Shi Yan came back.

The old lady received an invitation from her best friend in the nursing home two days ago and happily moved back to the nursing home.

There were only two of them left at home, and Shi Yan moved back to the small bedroom.

As soon as Shi Yan entered the community gate, she heard passers-by talking about the Maybach they saw in the community two days ago.

Seeing such a luxury car in a community like theirs would definitely attract attention.

Shi Yan frowned. If it was really rented by Song Yuchen, Shi Yan would be more worried about whether the car was expensive.

After all, Song Yuchen's salary is not too high.

Shi Yan frowned and thought, then took out the key and opened the door.

Shi Yan looked up and saw Song Yuchen's half-naked upper body. He had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

"You, at home?"

"Um."

Song Yuchen didn't even look at her and walked to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. Shi Yan looked at his Adam's apple moving as he drank the water and was suddenly frozen.

Song Yuchen has a great figure and firm muscles. He must exercise regularly.

"What are you standing there for? Come in."

"oh."

Shi Yan sat down on the sofa and watched Song Yuchen put on his short-sleeved shirt. "Do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Don't you have something to ask me?"

Shi Yan met Song Yuchen's gaze and felt inexplicably guilty. She coughed twice and asked, "How did you know?"

"Your face says something's wrong."

Shi Yan subconsciously touched her cheek, "It's so obvious."

She looked cute. Song Yuchen suppressed the smile that was about to turn up at the corner of his mouth and said, "Go ahead."

Shi Yan put her legs together, and Song Yuchen, who was sitting opposite her, was sitting in a lazy posture, tapping his legs leisurely.

He had just finished a shower and his hair was half dry. The slightly damp hair looked particularly handsome.

Shi Yan felt inexplicably nervous.

"We are husband and wife, right?"

Shi Yan's eyes widened, and she said frankly, "A legal couple."

Song Yuchen nodded coldly, signaling her to continue. Shi Yan moved her lips, "In other words, we need to be honest with each other."

Song Yuchen nodded and reached out to pick up the water cup, "I agree."

Shi Yan seemed to have made a great decision. She looked at Song Yuchen and said, "So, can you tell me about Maybach?"

The air seemed to be paused.

Shi Yan could hear her own heartbeat, and she regretted it the moment she asked.

Song Yuchen said slowly, "What do you hope for?"

His eyes fell on her, and the topic suddenly turned to Shi Yan.

Shi Yan felt a little uneasy. She had thought about this problem a long time ago. What she could accept most was that Song Yuchen rented a Maybach.

There are two options left, one for the best and one for the worst.

Either Song Yuchen is what they call a rich second-generation who spends money like water, or Song Yuchen is a charlatan who wants to cheat her of the meager little treasury in her hand.

Shi Yan raised her somewhat frightened gaze and reached out to hold down her slightly trembling calf.

All she could think about was money; that car was worth a lot of money.

If Song Yuchen is too rich, she is not worthy of him.

The two people have too different values ​​and are not suitable for living together.

She rolled her eyes and said, "I'm asking you."

"You just said we need to be honest with each other."

Song Yuchen put down the water cup and leaned forward slightly. He stared at Shi Yan, but the questions he asked were a little nonchalant.

"What would you do if I were rich?"

Song Yuchen saw evasion in her eyes, and Shi Yan hesitated but chose to tell the truth.

"If you are who they say you are, then I am not the one for you."

After Shi Yan finished speaking, the smile on her lips was inexplicably sincere.

Song Yuchen's chest felt like someone had stabbed him hard, and his eyes remained calm.

He never shows his emotions, and his cold face is hard to understand.

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