"It's just a simple concern between friends," Shen Yan replied expressionlessly.
If it was possible, she would prefer to draw a line between herself and Lu Yan. After all, she didn't want him to sink deeper and deeper.
Lu Yan carried the two bowls of porridge and walked toward the dining table, placing the food in front of them.
The two of them then sat facing each other. Shen Yan couldn't stand Lu Yan looking at her lovingly with those peach blossom eyes, so she lowered her head and drank the porridge.
The weather wasn't very good today. There were dark clouds outside, and it looked very cold.
When Shen Yan was about to go to the set, she saw Lu Yan wearing a wool vest and a long windbreaker.
She sized Lu Yan up and down. Last night, Lu Yan didn't have anything in his hands.
"Your secretary woke up early!" Shen Yan was now completely sure that Lu Yan was just pretending to be wronged and wanted to stay at her house.
