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Chapter 206 Outsider
A basin of clear cold water was waiting there, as if it was a baptism place prepared for this uninvited guest.

Shen Yin gently soaked the sheets, then added a little fresh laundry detergent and the soap that exuded the scent of lavender.

She began to rub the red gently again and again, and every movement revealed her unyielding patience and persistence.

Just as she was concentrating, a shadow quietly extended behind her, silently.

Shen Yin was startled and looked back suddenly, only to see Song Muxuan with his arms crossed over his chest.

He stood quietly at the bathroom door, his eyes deep, fixed on her figure.

When their eyes met, there seemed to be a subtle and complex atmosphere in the air.

She was stunned for a moment, and finally chose to respond to this sudden gaze with silence.

She lowered her head again and continued her movements, but the stubborn mark seemed to laugh at her efforts and showed no sign of retreating.

At this time, Song Muxuan spoke, his voice calm and gentle: "Put it down, I will handle it."

There was a force in his proposal that could not be refused.

"No, I can do it myself."

Shen Yin's voice came from behind, firm yet stubborn, revealing an independence that would not tolerate interference from others.

After several attempts, the red color remained stubborn, and finally, Shen Yin compromised.

Lift the sheets out of the water, place them in the washing machine, and press start.

As the machine roared, she passed Song Muxuan sideways. There seemed to be an invisible wall between the two of them, blocking any unnecessary eye contact.

When she left, she didn't look back, only her resolute figure walked away.

For the rest of the morning, an invisible silence shrouded them, and not even the simplest greetings took place.

This silence might be due to a momentary fit of anger, or perhaps it was simply due to the inexplicable embarrassment when facing each other.

Shen Yin used the excuse of taking a vacation and saying he was not feeling well.

Curled up alone in the softness of the sofa, enjoying this moment of tranquility and self-exile, letting my thoughts drift away like clouds.

To everyone's surprise, Song Muxuan, an entrepreneur who is usually vigorous and decisive.

I didn't even set foot in the company today and chose to spend the day at home.

Time slowly passed until ten o'clock in the morning, and he was not constrained by the urgent work atmosphere.

Instead, he strolled leisurely in the spacious and bright living room, his figure moving between the exquisite furniture and artworks, looking particularly relaxed.

Conference calls kept ringing, with video link prompts interspersed among them. His well-organized world didn't seem to be disturbed at all by the change of location.

Even if you are at home, your ability to strategize and control the overall situation still affects every corner of the company through the invisible network.

As time slipped towards noon, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the smooth floor, and Song Muxuan gradually moved towards the kitchen, which would soon become the stage for him to display his talents.

Amid the symphony of pots and pans, a homely warmth and care is quietly brewing in the air.

At lunch time, a bowl of steaming Chinese cabbage and meatball soup appeared on the table.

The white mist is lingering, exuding an enticing aroma.

The meatballs are plump and soaked in the clear soup, just like pearls falling on a jade plate, simple yet exquisite.

This simple but thoughtful dish has become an indispensable and warm chapter in Shen Yin's daily life. Shen Yin, a woman of ordinary origin, has developed a gentle and elegant temperament in every move when eating under her mother's strict table etiquette education since childhood - chewing food silently.

Being as calm as water while savoring soup, these delicate habits all reflect good upbringing and inner peace.

The meatballs made by Song Muxuan herself are undoubtedly her favorite.

The first bite brings warmth to your heart, and the satisfaction on your taste buds instantly dispels the noise of the outside world.

So she couldn't help but greedily scoop up the second one, with a barely perceptible smile on her lips.

At this moment, Song Muxuan's chopsticks unexpectedly reached for the meatballs in the same bowl.

He picked it up almost seamlessly, but after realizing the other person's action, he inadvertently created a small "scramble" situation.

However, Song Muxuan immediately placed the meatballs gently back into Shen Yin's bowl with a look of pampering and understanding in his eyes.

"It's okay, just eat more!"

He gently resolved this subtle "misunderstanding" with a simple but caring word.

"We're all family anyway, so why should we eat differently?"

He added casually, his words revealing more than just a sense of identification with home.

There is also close intimacy and trust between each other.

In such details, love is like a trickle of water, flowing silently but firmly, nourishing the time two people spend together.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yin's cheeks turned slightly red, as if he wanted to hide under the protection of his own shadow.

There was an indescribable emotion in his heart. Song Muxuan raised his eyes slightly.

His eyes penetrated the tiny particles in the air and met hers gently. There was not only tenderness in that look, but also an unquestionable firmness.

In his eyes, all her emotions and secrets were worth cherishing and protecting.

Especially this morning, when the glaring light on the bed sheet made Shen Yin's inner secret and embarrassment come to her mind, she was so afraid that he would have a grudge against her because of it.

But fate always works so cleverly.

However, he became her solid support with his immense tolerance and affection.

This feeling was as if the most delicate and secret emotions deep in her heart were suddenly revealed by an invisible force, causing her thoughts to lose all hiding places in an instant, exposed to the air, at a loss, and unable to find the calm and composed attitude to deal with it.

It was Shen Yin's unconscious avoidance that was like a sharp dagger.

Song Muxuan's inner peace was inadvertently broken, and an indescribable feeling of irritability spread wildly in his chest.

He originally thought that the subtle emotion between them had sprouted silently, or at least the seedling of love had quietly poked its head out in their hearts, and she began to show more trust and dependence on him.

However, reality gave him a heavy blow. He was too confident and put himself in too important a position.

In Shen Yin's world, he still lingers on the boundary of "outsider" and has never really entered her heart!

With the original beautiful vision in mind, he carefully planned to share a quiet afternoon with her at home today, hoping that the two hearts could get closer in this warm atmosphere.

But this sudden embarrassment was like a basin of cold water in winter, ruthlessly extinguishing all hopes for warmth.

At this time, Secretary Yu mentioned the company's upcoming important merger and acquisition.