Having face
During their last heart-to-heart conversation at the hospital, Mother Song mentioned her concerns about her bleak future in the next life, where she wouldn’t have anyone by her side to take care of her until the end.
Seeing that Lin Yan still seemed a bit down, Song Yuhang decided to pick her up and sit her on her lap.
“Hey? What are you doing? Someone might come in,” Lin Yan struggled.
Song Yuhang held her waist tightly, and their noses touched as she whispered, “I locked the door.”
“Well, even so—” Lin Yan tried to avoid her lips, and Song Yuhang chuckled.
“You, you’re just a fox in sheep’s clothing. If you truly want my mom to have a better life, visit my house more often. It’s clear that she likes you a lot. This Laba Congee, in previous years, it would have gotten cold by the time I arrived home to eat it. When did she ever personally bring it to me? Isn’t it all—”
Song Yuhang pinched her nose. “For your sake.”
Only then did Lin Yan curl up her lips and smile. She didn’t want to let Song Yuhang feel too victorious, so she quickly put on a serious face and tried to get off her lap.
Her movements, however, made her breath unsteady.
Especially with those red lips swaying right in front of her eyes, barely filling a handful, as if she could break them with a little more strength, as if she could hold them in her palm.
Because of the tight embrace, that softness pressed against her.
Someone who had just started eating meat couldn’t resist such teasing. Song Yuhang bit her lip and whispered in her ear.
Her hand moved down along her waistline.
“Lin Yan, I think it’s more convenient for you to wear a skirt.”
“Song…Yu…Hang.” Lin Yan gritted her teeth and pushed the head nestled against her chest, the buttons had already been undone, revealing a large area of marks left from the previous night.
“You better stop this nonsense.”
Song Yuhang’s eyes carried a hint of innocence, and she lowered her voice, pleading with her, “Can’t we? Please?”
Lin Yan ground her teeth. Without waiting for her response, that person not only buried her head but also went further.
The shirt was torn apart, buttons flying off in all directions.
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Lin Yan could no longer bear it. She wanted to slap her, but this sudden movement stirred her most sensitive nerves.
She felt a bit weak all over, her hands resting on her shoulders as she gasped, “Do you know where we are right now?”
“In the office…” Song Yuhang’s words were muffled.
Lin Yan leaned back slightly, but was pulled back by the other person, her hands supporting her waist.
“It’s working hours now… Mmm…”
Perhaps to retaliate against her, Song Yuhang exerted a little force. The hand that had been supporting her shoulder suddenly lost strength, and Lin Yan’s wrist loosened, causing her to fall down.
Seizing the opportunity, Song Yuhang lifted her up and placed her on the office desk.
Lin Yan placed her hands on the desk, feeling a sense of helplessness that made her somewhat guilty. She planted her foot on Song Yuhang’s shoulder, intending to push her away.
Song Yuhang knelt down on one knee, the distance and angle just right. She gently caressed Lin Yan’s ankle and took off her shoe.
“It’s okay, cooperate with me, it will be quick…”
The curses that Lin Yan was about to blurt out were all stifled in her throat.
She was truly an efficient and decisive person of action. In no time, they got to the main point, not giving her a chance to argue.
When Lin Yan snapped back to reality, the room was filled with only the sound of murmuring.
She raised her head, swallowing saliva, her hand resting on her head, her fingers deeply sinking into the soft strands of her hair.
Through a closed door, there were hurried footsteps and people chatting in the corridor outside.
This feeling was no different from the one Song Yuhang experienced during that meeting.
It was as if she was standing inside a transparent glass enclosure, where people outside couldn’t see in, but she could keenly sense every subtle change in the outside world.
The more she resisted, the more embarrassed she felt, and paradoxically, it made it easier…
When the phone rang, Lin Yan was startled, her heart feeling as if it had been tightly grasped.
This sudden sensation lifted her high up into the sky, as if she had bitten into a chili pepper, with fireworks exploding in her mind.
Lin Yan’s arms trembled like a sieve, and the hand resting on the table, with her nails, tore apart the nearby newspaper.
Her neck, suddenly arched in the air, traced a perfect curve.
Droplets of water dripped down along the edge of the table.
Even the black leather office chair had scattered water stains, resembling little stars.
Song Yuhang licked her lips, feeling that she hadn’t had enough.
Everything fell into silence, even the ringing of the phone stopped, leaving only their breathing sounds.
Lin Yan blinked her long lashes, her face still adorned with lingering blush, her arms so weak they could barely support her own weight.
Song Yuhang lifted her up, tidied her up, straightened her clothes, and wiped the table clean. Just as she laid Lin Yan back on the sofa, her own phone rang.
It wasn’t hers, it was Lin Yan’s.
Song Yuhang grew slightly annoyed, “Who is it? They keep calling you.”
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It almost disrupted their affair.
The consecutive two days of intense and vigorous exercise had taken a toll on her, especially after a full day of work.
Lin Yan didn’t even want to lift her eyelids, she just wanted to sleep, gesturing for Song Yuhang to answer it herself.
Song Yuhang reached over from the coffee table.
“Hello?”
Upon hearing the voice coming from the receiver, Lin Ge was slightly surprised for a moment, “Miss Song, why is it you? Where’s Yanyan?”
Song Yuhang glanced at Lin Yan and mouthed, “Your brother.”
Only then did Lin Yan reluctantly muster some energy, looking sluggish as she took the phone from her hand.
“Hello, Lin Ge, it’s me.”
As soon as she spoke, her voice sounded hoarse, and she quickly coughed a couple of times to prevent him from noticing.
Song Yuhang tidied up the leftovers on the table, poured a glass of hot water to soothe her throat.
Lin Yan nestled in Song Yuhang’s embrace, drinking sip by sip from the cup, and rested her head on Song Yuhang’s shoulder while listening to Lin Ge’s words.
Song Yuhang intermittently rubbed her head, occasionally giving her kisses, and whispered into her other ear, the one without the phone.
“Forensic Doctor Lin was amazing just now.”
“This face she made means I won’t need skincare for months.”
She did it on purpose.
She wanted to avenge herself for what happened in the meeting room and expressed great dissatisfaction with Lin Ge suddenly calling to disturb them.
While Lin Yan gritted her teeth with hatred, she couldn’t help but lose focus and her replies became careless.
On the other end, Lin Ge fell silent for three seconds and his tone grew heavier, “Are you even listening to me?”
Lin Yan pushed Song Yuhang’s head away, “You talk, you talk, I was just busy…”
Lin Ge took a deep breath, his voice suddenly became heavy, and he called her by her nickname, “Yanyan, come back home. This might be my mother’s last 70th birthday. She… just found out she has cervical cancer.”
Lin Yan’s heart skipped a beat, “How did this happen—”
Lin Ge’s voice was filled with pain, unable to conceal it, “Terminal stage, the doctor said we can only try to prolong her survival time.”
Lin Yan closed her eyes for a moment, no longer in the mood to play around with Song Yuhang, and remained still, resting her head on her shoulder.
“Okay, I understand. I’ll go back home this week.”
“Alright, take care of yourself then.”
After Lin Ge finished speaking, as if being called by a doctor, he quickly hung up the phone.
Song Yuhang helped Lin Yan up and noticed her pale face, “What happened?”
Lin Yan truthfully replied, “If it weren’t for my aunt, I probably wouldn’t set foot in the Lin family again in my lifetime.”
Song Yuhang squeezed her hand, “It’s okay, I’ll accompany you.”
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Lin Yan slightly lifted the corners of her lips, then buried her head in Song Yuhang’s embrace, her eyes slightly reddened, “My aunt has always been in good health. How did this happen…”
Song Yuhang gently stroked her hair, “Natural disasters, man-made disasters, birth, aging, illness, and death. It’s part of life.”
Not mentioning Lin Ge was fine, but once he was mentioned, she vaguely remembered another matter.
Gao Qiang had appeared at Lin Ge’s birthday banquet. Did that indicate some kind of connection between them? At least, on the surface, their relationship seemed good.
Song Yuhang shared this thought with her, and Lin Yan shook her head, “I’m not being biased. You don’t understand people in the business world. During festive occasions, especially birthday banquets, not many people who come are personally acquainted with the host. Most of them are friends of friends, mistresses, lovers, or potential partners. Women attend such events to find financial backers, while men engage in charm and seek business partners.”
“Whether they are familiar or not doesn’t matter much. The host usually won’t kick these friends’ friends out. What matters is connections and relationships, followed by the appearance of the event. The more people attending, the better it looks.”
She occasionally chatted and spoke on the phone with Lin Ge, but he had never mentioned the person named Gao Qiang.
Song Yuhang didn’t want to suspect Lin Ge either since he was someone close to her, but they still needed to follow the proper procedures.
“I understand…”
Lin Yan interrupted her, “I also understand. Don’t worry, you can investigate however you want, but just don’t invite him to the police station, and not on my stepmother’s birthday… after all…”
Song Yuhang nodded quickly, “Okay, before that, let’s arrange to meet him for a meal.”
The two of them had been inside the room for quite some time. If they didn’t show their faces outside soon, rumors would likely start circulating.
Lin Yan got off her and massaged her waist. There was a hint of spring in the corners of her eyes and brows, clearly showing her enjoyment.
“I’m going back to the lab.”
Song Yuhang helped her up, “I’ll accompany you.”
“No need, you stay here. If you accompany me back, Fang Xin and the others will start teasing me again.”
Song Yuhang smiled, “Why are you suddenly so timid? Weren’t you fearless before, in any situation?”
Lin Yan tilted her head back to fasten the buttons on her uniform but found a few missing buttons. The marks on her neck were impossible to cover up, and she became somewhat annoyed, “Give me your jacket. I may be fearless, but I don’t want people poking at my spine and accusing me of currying favor with the leaders, Captain Song.”
Song Yuhang took the spring and autumn jacket from the hanger and draped it over her, fastening the buttons for her, “When do you actually curry favor with me? That’s something I’d welcome.”
As they were talking, the landline phone on her desk rang. Song Yuhang walked over to answer it, and just as Lin Yan reached the door, she was stopped.
Song Yuhang hung up the phone, “You don’t need to go back to the lab. Come with me to the interrogation room.”
LP: Water…
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