Chapter 3

the couch was sheIt couldn't be Song Lin carrying her back to the room, could itShe was stunned for a few seconds, then tiptoed out of the room. She only saw Song Lin's coat draped over the sofa.He is...Shen Yian once thought she was hallucinating. She cautiously looked at Song Lin and found that he wasn't surprised at all.

So... Song Lin's blind date is her

Aunt Mo continued, "Aian, as you can see, my son is a handsome workaholic. At least the child will be good-looking later."

Huh Child

Shen Yian was completely dumbfounded, not knowing how to speak.

Song Lin raised an eyebrow: "Mom, enough is enough. I still have to go back to the company."

Aunt Mo scoffed: "Company, company, why don't you just marry the company"

Song Lin shrugged and said, "If it's possible."

Aunt Mo felt a pang of frustration and turned to Shen Yian, smiling. "Yian, I'll be honest with you. After knowing you for so long, I've always wanted you to be my daughter-in-law. But since you have a boyfriend, I could only silently bless you. Who knew your boyfriend wouldn't cherish you He doesn't want you, but I do."

After finishing her words, Aunt Mo grasped Shen Yian's hand. Her warm and soft palm felt just like his own mother.

Thinking of her mother, Shen Yi's heart ached. Perhaps if she was willing to marry Song Lin, she could ask Mo Auntie to save her mother.

But she didn't dare to agree rashly, after all, marriage was a matter for two people. She could only cautiously look at Song Lin.

Song Lin's voice was extremely flat: "Mom, do you really want me to get married"

Aunt Mo cut straight to the point: "Yes."

Song Lin's ink-black eyes swept over Shen Yian.

"Alright, then let's end this."

She's just a gold-digger, the easiest person to get rid of with money.

Shen Yian was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect Song Lin to agree so quickly.

Aunt Mo turned her head and looked at her softly, "Yian, are you willing"

Shen Yian was a little confused, but still felt it was necessary to explain the situation at home.

"Aunt Mo, there have been some problems at my home, I may..."

She choked back a sob, perhaps because Aunt Mo cared about her too much, making her feel inexplicably sad.

Aunt Mo, afraid to bring up her sad things, immediately spoke up to interrupt.

“Alright, alright, I believe in you. As long as you nod your head, we will treat you with the utmost respect. So, are you willing”

Shen Yian looked at Aunt Mo gratefully and nodded vigorously.

"Good."

Thinking of the overdue notice in her drawer, she really had no other choice.

She had also considered selling her house, but real estate agents take a long time just to process things, and there's no guarantee it will sell right away.

Her mother really couldn't wait any longer.

Although medical expenses had been settled, Shen Yian was not overcome with joy.

So far, Song Lin hasn't even looked at her directly. His tone is impatient and clearly perfunctory, as if he's just appeasing Mo Auntie's matchmaking pressure.

That's fine, each person gets what they need, and even if we have different talents, there won't be any discomfort.

Here, Aunt Mo clapped happily.

"That's wonderful, tomorrow is a good day, you guys should go get your certificates first, as for the wedding, let you young people choose yourselves. Now hurry up and get to know each other better."

It is heard that Shen Yian extended a polite hand to Song Lin.

Mr. Song, nice to meet you. My name is Shen Yian, and I look forward to working with you.

Song Lin didn't look at her, raising his hand slightly but not shaking it. Instead, his long fingers clamped an ID card and held it out to her.

"Information. Concise and to the point."

"Well."

Shen Yian took the identity card and saw that Song Lin didn't want to talk to her right now, so she politely stood up.

"Mr. Song, Aunt Mo, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You two chat slowly."

"Wait a moment, Yian, you and Song Lin add each other on WeChat. If anything happens, just find him," Aunt Mo said as she sent Song Lin's WeChat contact to Shen Yian.

"Good."

Shen Yian looked at the blank profile picture, clicked add, and then left the restaurant.

Aunt Mo watched as Shen Yian left, her gaze shifting to Song Lin across from her.

"ID card When did you become a programmer"

"Just now. I hope you don't expose me." Song Lin said faintly.

"Why Yian is a good person, you don't need to be wary of her."

"Hard to say." Song Lin said casually.

Hearing this, Aunt Mo's brow furrowed as she thought about something.

"Song Lin, is it because my divorce from your father..."

"Mom, you're overthinking this. I've already promised to marry the woman you approve of, and I hope you'll stop interfering in my life from now on."

Song Lin's eyes darkened, and even Mo Auntie, as a mother, felt a chill down her spine.

It seems like he just gets sullen whenever you mention his scumbag of a father.

Auntie Mo pursed her lips slightly: "Song Lin, there will come a day when you'll discover that Yi An is different from any woman you've ever met."

Song Lin said calmly, "Is that so I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I never get people wrong."

Shen Yian and Gu Cheng are no different. They would do anything for money.

She broke up with her boyfriend for ten thousand dollars, and then married a stranger she met on a blind date. She never mentions money in her words, but every action is about money.

He agreed to the marriage, not only to reassure his mother but also because it would be easier to pay for a divorce later on.

"I'm back at the company."

Song Lin rose from his seat, his tall figure passing through the air like a gust of wind. Though silent, his undeniable aura still captured everyone's attention.

Aunt Mo whispered softly: "Be careful of getting slapped in the face."

......

Leaving the restaurant, the sky outside had already darkened. Shen Yian was afraid of missing the visiting hours at the hospital, so he could only take a taxi to the hospital.

Shen Yian ran into the intensive care unit, her mother lay on the bed unconscious with tubes all over her body. Every time she pushed open the door to the ward, she hoped that her mother would be like before, smiling and calling her "Yian," but every time, her hope was dashed.

The family members in the next bed gave her a slight nod when they saw her.

"Where have you been, Yian Why are you so late today"

"Something's up."

Shen Yian said as she walked to her mother's bedside and put down her bag. She touched her mother's face, only feeling her mother's warmth, that's when she felt like her mother hadn't left her.

"Yi An, the doctor came to see you again today," the relative from the next bed reminded.

"Alright, I understand. Thank you." Shen Yian sighed helplessly. It must be a payment reminder.

At this moment, the caregiver walked in with a water pitcher. Upon seeing Shen Yian, she set it down and walked over to her side.

"Miss Shen, could we please talk outside"

"Okay."

Shen Yi'an followed the nurse out of the ward.

The caregiver cut straight to the chase: "Ms. Shen, a big client in the next ward said he'd pay me five hundred a day. Look, your mother is incoherent and can't even move. I still have to wipe her down three times a day, it's time-consuming and tiring. You only give me two hundred and fifty, and... "

The caregiver twirled his two fingers, indicating that he wanted to be paid.

Shen Yixin's heart ached. It seemed that children without the support of their parents could be bullied by anyone.

She needs to earn money to pay for her mother's medical expenses, so she can't possibly stay at the hospital all day. All the valuable jewelry at home has long been sold.

This month, she has been absent from work for several days because she has been taking care of her mother. The company is already quite displeased, so she doesn't dare to take any more leave and she certainly can't bear to leave her comatose mother alone in the hospital.

Unexpectedly, this became a reason for caregivers to increase their prices by sitting on the ground.

Shen Yian pursed his lips and said as calmly as he could, "Auntie, didn't we agree on the price before"

The caregiver complained, “Ms. Shen, it’s not easy to find caregivers these days. If you don’t raise the pay, I won’t work anymore.”

She's right, Shen Yian also took a while to find his current caregiver.

The caregiver saw that Shen Yi'an wasn't speaking, and his face furrowed in concern.

Miss Shen, your mother has been in a coma for so long, she can't be left alone for a moment. You really need to think this through. If I leave, what if your mother...

Hearing this, Shen Yian's brow furrowed, and his eyes turned cold.

"Are you threatening me"

"I'm doing this for your own good. You wouldn't want to become an orphan, would you" The caregiver leaned back with her arms akimbo, looking like she had the upper hand.

Shen Yian angrily looked at the nurse, and directly took out his phone to transfer her salary for the past few days.

"Auntie, since you yearn so much for the big clients next door, I won't try to keep you."

"You..." The caregiver looked at her phone, seeing the money had arrived. Her expression became flustered, she waved her hand and said, "How could you be so stubborn Forget it, forget it. 350 yuan a day, I'll stay and help you."

No, thank you.

Shen Yian knew exactly what she meant by "big client." This compromise would only embolden her to push further.

The caregiver, furious after being rejected and losing her job, pointed at Shen Yian's nose and cursed.

"I've never seen such an unfilial daughter like you. Is it wrong to spend some money on your own mother You can't even afford a nurse, what illness are you suffering from Have you gone mad because of poverty"

"Get lost. Or I'll tell everyone in the ward what you just said. I want to see who in this hospital would still want you."

"You, you......what bad luck!"

The caregiver muttered nervously, then turned and ran away.

Shen Yian looked at the empty hallway, raised her head and took a deep breath, her nose felt sour. Now she couldn't give up, she had to save her mother.

She turned and smiled brightly before entering the ward. She believed her mother could sense her emotions, and she didn't want to worry her.

Without the caregiver, Shen Yian didn't slack off. He filled a basin of water and wiped his mother's whole body clean, then held her hand and lay down beside her bed, exhausted, falling asleep.

At six in the morning, Shen Yian was woken up by the alarm clock. After washing his face briefly in the hospital washroom, he also wiped his mother's face.

Today she still has to meet clients, so she has to rush home to change her clothes.

Before leaving, she asked her neighbor's family to look after her mother and then ran to the nurses' station to get a business card from the nursing home and added her WeChat contact information.

After that, Shen Yian went to the first floor and paid the remaining money he had.

Although it is a drop in the ocean, it is better than being kicked out of the hospital.

After getting home, she changed into a clean set of clothes and went downstairs to get some breakfast at the nearby bakery. When she checked her phone balance, she turned around and went into the neighboring bakery instead.

Before ten o'clock, there are discounted overnight breads here, three for ten dollars. It's cheaper than eating instant noodles throughout the day.

She arrived early and chose three of the biggest loaves of bread before heading to the subway station.

On the road, Song Lin's blank WeChat profile picture popped up.

"8 p.m., Civil Affairs Bureau, don't be late."

"Okay."

He's definitely a workaholic, he sounded like he was negotiating when he said the vows. trousers, with laptop bags slung across their shoulders. Despite the simplicity of their attire, they exuded an air of confidence and sophistication; it was clear they were not ordinary people.The bo...