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Xiaotuanzi climbed into bed obediently at nine o'clock on time.

He was a little lethargic, and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed, and now he was sleeping soundly.

After Song Yan entered the door, she didn't even bother to change her clothes. She just took off her high-heeled shoes, and carefully pushed the door into the bedroom with the hem of her skirt in hand. With the faint light of the night light, she saw that the little guy was sleeping soundly and didn't have any nightmares. , I was really relieved.

Go back to your room and close the door.

Song Yan took off the gorgeous but cumbersome gown, hung it up carefully as it was, and then went to the bathroom to remove makeup and take a shower, washing away the smell of makeup, powder and alcohol, and she felt much more relaxed, as if the invisible bondage.

The wet hair was randomly scattered on the shoulders, and there was still a little dripping from the ends of the hair. Song Yan didn't bother to dry it, so she just found a towel and wiped it off, then changed into her own clothes, and went downstairs wrapped in moisture.

In the living room downstairs, Lu Yanchen was nowhere to be seen. Only the housekeeper and maid were standing in the dining room, facing the dining table.

On the dining table were several exquisitely prepared dishes with all the flavors and aromas, which were still steaming at the moment, and the tableware next to it was also neatly arranged, but there was only one set.

"Where's Lu Yanchen? Don't you want to stay for dinner?" Song Yan walked over and asked in surprise.

There was no sign of Lu Yanchen in the living room, and there was only one set of tableware. Song Yan subconsciously thought that he had left, and didn't even stay for dinner.

The housekeeper said indifferently: "The young master is dealing with official business in the study, so he doesn't plan to eat for the time being. Miss Song can do as she pleases."

Seeing his calm expression, Song Yan seemed to be used to it, so she couldn't help but frowned, "Isn't he finished all his work?"

For the whole afternoon, she was sleeping comfortably, but Lu Yanchen was working hard non-stop.

His work efficiency is notoriously high, far exceeding that of ordinary people. After such a long time, no matter how much work he has accumulated, he should have finished it by now, right?
Why do you still have to deal with business?I can't even care about eating...

Hearing this, the butler gave her a weird look and said, "Miss Song, the young master is the heir of the Lu family, and he is in charge of a multinational group with 10,000+ employees...how can there be time to finish the work? "

Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Yes, that is indeed the truth...

With Lu Yanshen's identity and status, he is almost equivalent to the core of the group's operations. The work can only accumulate and keep flowing. How can there be a time when it is really finished?
"Does he often do this, forgetting to eat when he's busy with work?" Song Yan couldn't help asking.

"The young master is a very responsible person." The butler replied, with a proud expression on his face.

The housekeeper was very proud of Lu Yanchen's dedicated work, which he forgot to eat and sleep. While he was used to it, he didn't worry at all whether his body could bear it.

Song Yan frowned slightly, she didn't think this kind of professionalism was something worthy of appreciation and praise.

No matter how important and urgent work is, it can't compare with your own body.

Song Yan herself has suffered.

She suffered from stomach problems before, which was caused by not paying attention to diet.

For a long period of time, she has been suppressed by Meng Yang and Song Xuewei, and she often has to go to several crews to play a role in the role. There are not many scenes, but running around can make people half dead...

It was three, four, four or five o'clock in the morning before the show ended, and I dragged my exhausted body back home, before I even had time to take off my makeup, I fell headlong on the bed, and fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes...

Such scenes were almost the norm in Song Yan's life in those few years.

Extremely irregular work and rest, reversed day and night, overwork, irregular diet... All kinds of reasons combined, not only almost dragged down her body, but also caused her to suffer from severe stomach problems.

Sometimes when she got busy, she didn't have time to eat all day, and her stomach was burning with hunger, which made her feel terrible.

After finally being free, she ate desperately, trying to eat as much as possible until she felt like vomiting, just to stay for a longer period of time after she was full and not be hungry.

After going back and forth for a long time, no matter how good and healthy the stomach is, she will ruin it!
Stomach attack took a lot of medicine, the pain was so painful that I couldn't stand up, and my face was covered with cold sweat. The feeling was no better than dying directly.

The most serious stomach attack, Song Yan was halfway through the filming, and she fell off the wire directly from the pain, at a height of more than ten meters, she almost broke her neck, which scared the whole crew out of their wits She was rushed to the hospital. The fracture and acute gastric ulcer made Song Yan lie in the hospital for two full months before she recovered.

The doctor warned her bluntly that if she continued to indulge like this, her stomach would be completely destroyed sooner or later!Stomach cancer is not far away from her...

Song Yan was so frightened that she was almost dumbfounded for a moment.

Regardless of whether the doctor gave good advice or alarmist warnings, she did not dare to make fun of her own life.

From then on, Song Yan began to pay special attention to regular diet, eating less and more meals, slowly taking care of herself, never daring to take her body seriously again.

Stomach disease is very irritating. Once the disease occurs, it is difficult to cure it. There is even no specific medicine. It can only be nursed patiently day after day. If you don't pay attention, it will recur.

No one's body is made of iron, there is always a limit to bear.When it collapses, it is completely destroyed.

Lu Yanchen was no exception.

He is only called a "working machine", but he is not a real machine. With a mortal body, who can withstand the damage of water dripping through stone day after day?

Song Yan frowned slightly. Originally, it wasn't her turn to care about this matter, but after all, Lu Yanchen helped her so much, and she couldn't repay her anything else. The most basic care should be there...

Thinking of this, Song Yan sighed slightly in her heart.

Seeing the proud expression on the butler's face, she twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly, nodded and said, "I see."

What does she know?

The butler was startled when he heard the words, a little dazed and puzzled, but saw that Song Yan didn't explain, nor did she intend to sit down and eat alone.She reached out and tied her hair into a ponytail, turned and went into the kitchen, washed her hands in the sink, and then opened the refrigerator.

The butler followed her, watching her actions, his gray brows were tightly frowned...

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The study room of the apartment is set up on the top floor, with classic and heavy decoration, with large French windows surrounded on all sides, condescending, and the light in the daytime is surprisingly bright and dazzling.

But at this moment, the curtains of the study room were drawn tightly, the room was dimly lit, only the desk lamp on the desk was still on, and the light was faint, attracting people's attention.