as familiar with him or not. After all, customers weren't always familiar at first, rightShe opened Song Lin's WeChat.Mr. Song, are you busyThe message went unanswered. Song Lin might be busy.Half an...Shen Yian looked at the tall and imposing security guard, feeling a little scared, but still mustered his courage and walked up to him.

But just as she took a step, Song Lin had already shielded her behind him.

"It's my fault, I accidentally threw away my wife's things, so could you please help her look for them"

Shen Yian was stunned. He hadn't expected Song Lin to take all the blame onto himself.

Before, Gu Cheng would feel ashamed and embarrassed, turning his head away while letting her face the situation alone.

The security guard, seeing that Song Lin looked intimidating, softened his tone.

"Are you the owner"

"Yes." Song Lin nodded. "When is the garbage usually collected here Where is it sent"

Shen Yi looked at Song Lin in surprise. Only at this moment did she dare to confirm that he was really helping her solve the problem.

The security guard thought for a moment: "It was taken away at 4 p.m., and now it's past 6 p.m. However, the garbage in our area is first sent to a nearby waste transfer station for sorting and then transported away. But since so much time has passed, it definitely can't be found."

Another security guard advised, "It's already dark and the rain is so heavy. If it's not something valuable, maybe just forget about it"

Hearing this, Shen Yian tightened his grip on the umbrella handle, then glanced at Song Lin, who was drenched to the bone. He reached out and tugged at the coat he had given him.

"Never mind, there's no need to look any further."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away.

Back home, Shen Yinan went straight to the bathroom and locked the door.

The stench all over her body, mixed with the metallic smell of blood, made her look utterly dishevelled. She opened the tap expressionlessly and kept washing her wound with water, as if trying to numb herself.

But when she looked up and saw herself in the mirror, tears rolled down her cheeks.

Her only remaining thought, her parents' last wish, was gone. She truly felt like an orphan.

She bit her lip, refusing to let out a single sob, but ultimately couldn't hold it in any longer and covered her mouth, letting the tears flow.

Although the voice was faint and broken, it was still heard by Song Lin who had just entered.

Song Rin hesitated for a moment as he took off his shoes, his face tensed. He then bent down and picked up the umbrella from the floor, turning to leave again.

Shen Yian cried in the bathroom for a long time, until she couldn't cry anymore, then she accepted reality.

She stepped out of the shower and was greeted by darkness. She paused, glancing at the clock on the wall.

It's already past eight o'clock.

Where is Song Lin

Didn't you come up

Shen Yian was a little uneasy, so he quickly took out his phone from his bag on the sofa. He just dialed Song Lin's number when the door behind him opened.

To be frank, the moment the door opened, the stench almost filled the entire house.

Shen Yian was not disgusted, but rather stunned.

She turned to look at the man who walked in. In the morning, he had been impeccably dressed in a suit, tall and straight. Now, his hair was damp and disheveled, with withered yellow vegetable leaves stuck in it.

Even though he was wearing a black shirt, the dirt stains on it were very visible. His wrists were covered in scratches, both big and small.

His stiff suit was wrinkled and clung to his legs, the water dripping from the pant legs black.

Shen Yi'an widened his eyes, unable to imagine what the noble Song Lin had gone through.

Song Lin raised a black bag, exhausted and said: "I found the shoes."

When he placed his shoes on the floor of the entryway, he looked down at the puddle of water and furrowed his brow.

"Excuse me, I'll clean up in a bit."

"...."

Shen Yian was stunned on the spot, unable to recover for a long time.

...shoes Did he find them

The security guard just said the garbage had been taken to the trash station, it's impossible to find it now.

Could it be that... Song Lin spent over two hours at the nearby landfill

"Mr. Song!"

Shen Yian grabbed the bath towel on the sofa and rushed over.

Song Lin raised his hand to stop her from approaching, saying faintly, "I'm too dirty. Check your shoes."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the bedroom.we can't talk about cooperation. We haven't even figured out what they want."Let me know if you need anything else translated!。So it is. 。Mrs. Li seemed thoughtful, understanding Shen Yian's meaning....