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Mr. Song was indeed very busy. When he was about to get off work, he rarely missed an appointment and failed to pick Ting Yun home in person, so he called Ting Yun first, "The car is downstairs, you go back first."

During the few days when the two got married, let alone documents, Song Youfang didn't even answer a work call, so he was sure to be busy when he came back, and he didn't forget to pick him up at this time, Ting Yun wasn't that hypocritical.

"Sir, I want to go back to see my parents tonight."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone. If Ting Yun came back, the day would be just right, but he must be accompanied by Song Youfang, "Wait for me for half an hour, I'll be with you."

"No, no, no! You are busy. I will be alone when I go home, so I just want to visit my parents. You don't need to accompany me back."

Ting Yun was much more free than Song Youfang. Although he had taken several days of wedding leave, the company had no major economic transactions during the company period, and some of them were ordinary transactions, and it was not the end of the month. Ting Yun had time to tidy up slowly.

When Ting Yun arrived downstairs, the car was already waiting for him. The assistant said hello to him, "Mr. Ting, Mr. Song is busy today, so I couldn't come to pick you up."

Ting Yun glanced at the time, he is still busy at the moment, can Song Youfang go to bed on time today?

"Well... Can Mr. Song get off work before eight o'clock?" Ting Yun sometimes wonders, Song Youfang's obsessive-compulsive disorder is so severe, when something really happens, can he be so punctual?

The assistant thought that Ting Yun was asking about Song Youfang's travel time, "I'm afraid I can't."

Ting Yun blinked, "Then he can't go to bed at nine o'clock."

"When he is busy, Mr. Song will not force him to go to bed at nine o'clock. Generally speaking, he will arrange his work in advance. It's just about the marriage, so he can't be distracted. In addition, he goes to bed at nine o'clock mainly because he was afraid of talking too much with you earlier. In the evening, I have to give you a healthy work and rest time, in fact, every night I hang up with you, Mr. Song still has to work."

Ting Yun's face became hot, and he hurriedly turned his face to the window, but in the end, it was still because Song Youfang accommodated him.

The car was parked downstairs at Ting Yun's house. The last time Song Youfang drove home, they were not married yet.

"Mr. Ting, I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Ting Yun nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Back at his home, Ting Yun didn't even need to pack his things. He didn't tell his parents beforehand. When he opened the door, the parents who were sitting on the sofa watching TV were stunned for a moment, and then stood up.

"Why are you back?" Looking outside the door, Ting Yun was the only one.

Ting Yun chuckled, "Mr. Song is still working overtime, and he probably has to stay at the company tonight, so I'm coming back."

As soon as Ting Yun finished speaking, his father's cell phone rang, "Yo, it's Youfang."

His father responded a few times, "Okay, he's home, you're busy, you have to pay attention to rest."

Ting Yun mouthed his father's words, "Ask me?"

After hanging up the phone, my parents hurriedly welcomed Ting Yun home, "Ask you, I don't think You Fang can feel at ease in this job, and you have to worry about where you are anytime, anywhere, just like looking after a child."

"How can there be..." Ting Yun felt embarrassed, Mr. Song was a little too considerate, even his parents felt that he was too accommodating to him.

After washing, Ting Yun sat on the sofa and ate fruit. When asked by his parents that he was still used to it, he paused, "Well, Mr. Song is very good to me...the family doesn't need me to do anything...eat and sleep on time every day, just Let Mr. Song rest easy."

Ting Yun suddenly felt that Song Youfang had taken care of him instead of his parents, and he was really like a child, accepting his care with peace of mind.

Seeing Ting Yun's hesitation in speaking, his father asked, "What's wrong? I feel bad."

"It's not bad." Sharing his marriage with his parents, Ting Yun was a little shy. He had no experience and found it hard to say, "It's just great. I thought that when I got married, I would be like an ordinary couple. Do something for your own alpha... Mr. Song has everything at home, it seems that I can't do it."

Even Tingyun himself didn't realize that he and Song Youfang were still a little strange, his parents looked at each other, and his mother said, "You two just got married, and dating and marriage are essentially different. For you, You just have to integrate into a strange family, take your time, if there is anything, you should communicate more with Mr. Song, if he takes the initiative, if you take the initiative, won't the distance between you two be smaller?"

Ting Yun thought to himself, he should take the initiative, instead of thinking about whether Song Youfang needs it or not, it is better to do it first and then talk about it. He was timid, and in the end he still couldn't do anything for Song Youfang.

At 08:30 in the evening, Ting Yun received a call from Song Youfang. The call was very purposeful. As usual, he asked about Ting Yun's situation, and then urged Ting Yun to sleep.

Before hanging up the phone, Ting Yun asked: "Sir, do you still have a lot of work?"

Song Youfang always answered irrelevant questions, "I'll finish it as soon as possible."

"If you're too busy, don't worry about me. I'll go to work by myself tomorrow morning." Ting Yun thought for a while and then said, "Just trouble the assistant, you don't need to pick me up."

Troubling the assistant is the next best thing to do, but Song Youfang really couldn't get away, so he agreed, "Okay, I'll call you again tomorrow morning."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Ting Yun specifically asked his assistant to pick him up. The reason was for the assistant to help him bring the food to Song Youfang. The lunch box was used in middle school. I can't wait to find a seam in the ground to get in.

"You help me bring it to Mr. Song so that he can eat well." Ting Yun pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Song usually eats work meals in the company, right?"

The assistant took the lunch box, "I will convey it to you. No surprise, Mr. Song will be very happy if you cook the meal."

"Would it be?" Ting Yun subconsciously asked, because he couldn't recall what Song Youfang looked like when he was happy. Song Youfang, who always had such a serious face, was serious all the time.

"Will do."

Ting Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "Can he finish his work tonight?"

"It's almost the end. Mr. Song is very efficient in his work."

There was a cunning in Ting Yun's eyes, "Then don't pick me up after get off work today, and don't tell Mr. Song."

The assistant was very embarrassed, Ting Yun begged: "Don't tell him, if there is anything, I will tell him myself."

"Ok."

The whole day today, Ting Yun was in high spirits, stayed up until the end of get off work, took a taxi and went straight downstairs to Song Youfang's company.

Song's building is much more grand than their company, and the whole building is Song's property from top to bottom.

Ting Yun found a corner of the lobby and sat down. The white-collar workers who came in and out of the elevator looked different from them. They were in a hurry. He pursed his lips and took out his mobile phone to send a message to his assistant.

He came to pick up Song Youfang from get off work. Even if he was busy, Song Youfang couldn't stay in the company all the time, he always had to rest.

When the assistant received the news from Ting Yun, he was reporting the last work to Song Youfang. The sound of the phone vibrating in his pocket brought Song Youfang back to his senses. He looked the assistant up and down, "Why didn't you pick up Ting Yun from get off work? ?”

"Mr. Ting..." The assistant took out his mobile phone and glanced, "It's downstairs."

The assistant just caught a glimpse of the lunch box put aside, he brought the lunch box to Song Youfang for Ting Yun, conveyed Ting Yun's intention, and heated the lunch box again at noon, Song Youfang didn't have any special reaction, and the food didn't touch much , Song Youfang is really busy, but... Even his assistant sometimes can't guess what Mr. Song is thinking.

But when he heard Ting Yun's name again, the light in his pupils flickered.

"Other things will be decided at a meeting tomorrow."

The assistant had to remind Mr. Song about the lunch box, "Mr. Song, this lunch box?"

Song Youfang didn't even look at the lunch box, "Throw away the things, bring the lunch box."

"understood."

Just as the assistant reached out his hand, Song Youfang said again, "Why did Ting Yun come to the company?"

On the table are Song Youfang's personal experience and suggestions for "Your Choice". There are already too many such apps on the market, and most of them are in the name of making friends and doing hook-ups.

What Song Youfang wanted to do was a precise and marriage-oriented software. The original intention of making this software was for himself.

Ting Yun was very shy, and his response to Song Youfang was limited. This was within Song Youfang's control, but Ting Yun came to the company suddenly, why?What should he do to give his omega a reasonable and perfect response.

"Mr. Ting, please tell me not to tell you in the morning, I think I missed you to have a look..."

Song Youfang frowned, "There won't be another time."

He had reviewed many love cases before, and understood and analyzed what should be done at each stage to promote the relationship between the two, starting from the pursuit of Ting Yun, when should he ask Ting Yun for dinner, when should Ting Yun take the next step, and when should Holding hands with Ting Yun, kissing, hugging, and even getting married are all within his reasonable calculations.

The data and strategies are really effective, saving a lot of trouble and time. The way he gets along with Ting Yun, at least for now, makes him feel comfortable.

Ting Yun is well-behaved and gentle, what he needs is such an omega, it won't change his current life too much, it won't affect him too much, let alone make mistakes.

Not long after Ting Yun sent the news, Song Youfang came out of the elevator. He stood up quickly and began to panic. He was afraid that he would delay Song Youfang's work.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here?" Song Youfang pulled Ting Yun and walked out.

Ting Yun saw the lunch box in the assistant's hand, "Pick you up after get off work, you always pick me up, and I also want to pick you up once in a while, have you had a good meal?"

Ting Yun would think about cooking for himself, and would think about picking him up from get off work. This is something outside of Song Youfang's data. He thought that the more things he gave to omega, the more omega would feel loved. This is alpha. Responsibility and mission, he never thought that he could get any return from omega.

"I've eaten it." Song Youfang was a little distressed, should he eat it?Should he act delighted?