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Song Yan came back to her senses, seeing the expression on Lu Yanchen's face, the tip of her slender eyebrows couldn't help trembling, silently bit her lips, and suppressed a smile.

It seems a bit unbelievable to say.

President Lu, who had always been as cold as an iceberg, now had an inexplicably dazed expression on his face, staring solemnly at the bowl of porridge in front of him, as if he was studying some incredible matter.

Isn't it just a bowl of ordinary millet porridge?No matter how magical he looked at it, it was still a bowl of porridge.

If you look at it more, will it become more delicious?

Song Yan secretly laughed in her heart, and she endured it before she said: "Okay, don't look at it, it's not a rare thing, let's taste it first."

Song Yan was busy cooking porridge before, so she didn't have time to eat dinner, so she didn't feel very hungry.

Because she wasn't sure whether Lu Yanchen could appreciate her craftsmanship, she didn't dare to cook too much, but it was enough for one person, so she sent it to him, thinking, if Lu Yanchen didn't want to drink, She can also drink the porridge herself, saving herself a lot of effort.

Lu Yanchen was still holding a porridge spoon that she stuffed in his hand. After holding it for a long time, the cool porcelain became faintly warm, and the bumpy handle of the spoon was held in the palm of his hand, like a piece of warm but not very smooth. warm jade.

Holding the porridge spoon in his hands, Lu Yan looked up at Song Yan, but said nothing.

Just as he was about to bow his head and drink the porridge quietly, he suddenly froze for a moment, turned his head to look at his work desk, subconsciously frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?" Song Yan asked inexplicably, followed his gaze, and turned her head to look over.

The two computers on the desk are still on, and the light from the screens is a little dazzling, shining on the dark cabinet door behind the desk, creating a deep and shallow shadow.

How could Song Yan know what Lu Yanchen was busy with before she came?
Just seeing that the computer hadn't been turned off yet, and the desk was full of stacks of documents, she couldn't help but sighed helplessly, thinking to herself that Lu Yanchen... was really like what the housekeeper and the others said , is an out-and-out workaholic who forgets to sleep and eat...

Obviously, I have been busy all afternoon today, and I finally got home, but I didn't even have time to stop for a meal or catch my breath, so I hurried into the study and continued to work overtime...

Although I don't know exactly what he is busy with, but after a little thought, Lu Yanchen's subordinates are in charge of such a large group, with dozens of branches all over the country and countless employees.Even if he usually doesn't care about anything, just listening to the work reports of his subordinates, he probably can't finish listening to them 24 hours a day...

Thinking about it this way, Song Yan suddenly felt that it was understandable that Lu Yanchen was so busy every day that he couldn't see the end.

Because he is sure that there is a lot of work, and every time he loses some time, he must make up for it in other ways.

This is also impossible.

Song Yan looked down at the casserole porridge on the round table, feeling a little guilty inexplicably, so she couldn't help but said softly: "Sorry... did I disturb you?"

Although she specially cooked porridge and delivered it out of good intentions, she wanted to thank Lu Yanchen for all the help she had given her today, but it would inevitably delay Lu Yanchen's time.

He was already busy enough, and to put it bluntly, he did not lack her slow kindness and gratitude.

Instead of wasting time sitting here and drinking porridge slowly, perhaps for Lu Yanchen, he would rather spend his time on work.After all, this is in line with his usual style of acting.

However, Song Yan's delivery of porridge to the door was, to a certain extent, considered a kindness that could not be denied, and it would affect Lu Yanchen's original work arrangement to some extent.

Song Yan felt even more sorry when she thought about it, but she didn't feel that she had done something wrong, and she was a little tangled for a while.

Lu Yan came back to Shen Wenyan, looked at her with a little surprise, his cold and solemn eyes seemed to soften for a moment, and shook his head lightly: "No, don't think too much."

This sentence was originally a very plain sentence, but for some reason, when Lu Yan uttered it in a deep, calm but magnetic voice, it made people's cheeks burn inexplicably.

"..."

Song Yan froze for a moment, coughed lightly, and turned her head uncomfortably.

The position of the heart, as if holding a restless rabbit, bouncing up and down vigorously, making people's hearts flustered.

At this moment, Lu Yanchen suddenly put down the spoon in his hand and stood up from the round chair.

Song Yan was startled by him suddenly, she raised her head instinctively, looked at him with round eyes, her small mouth was slightly opened, and her face looked a bit stunned.

Lu Yanshen paused when he was about to walk towards the desk, and then paused for a moment, his gaze slipped past her face, then he retracted as if nothing had happened, and walked to the desk.

Song Yan looked at him curiously and puzzled. She wanted to see what kind of work he was busy with, but regrettably found that she was sitting at the wrong angle. She could only see Lu Yanchen in front of her, but not the right person With his back to her computer screen.

Lu Yanchen stood in front of the computer, bent slightly, looked at the screen coldly and straightly, revealing a faint displeasure.

The bright computer screen shone on his face, more clearly outlining the eyebrows and eyes, and the long eyelashes covered like wings, making those narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes deep and bottomless.

Song Yan only saw his face, and she sighed countless times in her heart, God gave Lu Yanchen such a face, it was a waste of resources...

It's as if a person can rely on his face to make a living, but he doesn't take it seriously, and he depends on his real ability to make a living.

What a waste of great capital.

If Lu Yanchen's background wasn't that high, and his background wasn't that big, and if he was willing to mix in the entertainment industry because of his looks, he would have become popular all over the world long ago!At that time, with tens of millions of fans, you can make money by just showing your face...

What a pity, what a pity...

With Lu Yanchen's status, I'm afraid he doesn't think much of that little money.

No matter how famous a celebrity is, he can't compare to those in the upper class who are truly powerful.And Lu Yanchen himself, even among the upper class, belonged to the top level, how could he lower himself to become a small artist?
Even with Song Yan herself, this is just thinking about it in her heart, and any fool knows that it is impossible to take it seriously.

But at this moment, Lu Yan looked down at the small video window on the computer screen that had not been closed. His handsome face was expressionless and cold, but his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a somewhat dangerous atmosphere... …