After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Lemon-grilled chicken wings, celery and shrimp, plus a refreshing winter melon and corn soup, are appetizing just by looking at them.

"Stop teasing the dog and wash your hands and eat."

Song Yun was standing in the kitchen wearing a floral apron and serving rice.

The kitchen is relatively small. Shen Shu usually doesn't feel anything when standing in it alone, but when the tall and strong Song Yun stands in it, the space instantly seems particularly narrow.

"OK!"

Shen Shu added some dog food to the dough stick's bowl, and also added a newly opened can of food. Seeing that it was eating with gusto, she reluctantly got up and left.

"It seems like you never cook the same dish twice, that's really amazing, where did you learn this?"

Shen Shu started by praising others and directly raised his emotional value to the maximum.

"No one took care of me since I was little. If I hadn't learned how to cook, I would have starved to death."

Song Yun took off her floral apron and hung it on the hook behind the kitchen door.

In fact, this is only part of the reason. If he had not become independent early in his childhood, he would have been poisoned to death by the Ye family or starved to death.

Shen Shu paused as he was picking up the food. He didn't expect it to be for such a reason.

She tactfully didn't ask any further questions and changed the subject directly.

"Luckily you can cook at such a young age, otherwise who would teach me the competition questions?"

Song Yun smiled. The little girl was quite sweet.

"You had hot pot yesterday, so I made something lighter for lunch today."

"how do you know?"

Shen Shu picked up a shrimp and looked at Song Yun in confusion.

The two of them were sitting face to face at the dining table, quite close to each other, and she could clearly see the small red mole on his earlobe.

"Smell it."

Shen Shuteng blushed suddenly, remembering the scene in the corridor last night when she turned around and bumped into his arms.

Yesterday's clothes were stained with the smell of hot pot, and she had already washed them. I think she smelled it at that time.

It would have been fine if he didn't say it, but when he brought it up, Shen Shu felt a little embarrassed.

Shen Shu felt sleepy in spring and tired in autumn, so after lunch he went back to his room to take a nap.

After Song Yun washed the dishes, he picked up the questions and summarized them so that he could give Shen Shu targeted sets of questions later.

He has no habit of taking naps. In fact, he sleeps very little every day and suffers from moderate insomnia.

Youtiao jumped onto the sofa, wagging his little tail, rested his little head on Song Yun's thigh, and fell asleep in a short while.

I don’t know if it was because the sunlight outside the window was too warm, or because the environment was too comfortable and relaxing, but Song Yun fell asleep leaning on the sofa after a while.

In his dream, he returned to the happiest years of his life, when his parents were walking in the park, holding his hand, one on each side. The relaxed atmosphere with them talking and laughing was like a precursor to a coming storm.

Suddenly, the weather changed and dark clouds covered the sky.

It was pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

The little boy, about seven or eight years old, huddled in a corner of the campus, wearing a racing helmet that was seriously ill-fitting to his body shape.

The words "Baituo Racing Team" were printed on it, and he always thought that this was his father protecting him.

"The son of a coward is also a coward! Escaping from the World Cup finals is a disgrace to the Z country's racing world!"

"Bah! Your father is a disgrace to you for winning the Asian Cup by cheating! You too!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't have the nerve to come to school!"

"Your mother is dead, your father ran away, and you are a wild child that no one wants!"

He was hit with so many punches and kicks that he was numb and couldn't even feel the pain.

Every time he expected his father to show up and save him from the dire situation, but his hopes were dashed every time, and after a while, he no longer had any expectations.

The scene suddenly changed, and when the Ye family realized that they could not torture him to death, they sent him to a biological laboratory.

He sat in the cage and looked around in horror.

There were creatures whose skins had been peeled off but were still breathing, and it was impossible to tell what they were. There were piercing howls and screams, and there were layers of locked cages stacked up and stained with blood.

Taking medicine and having blood drawn at the designated time every day, and going through round after round of drug experiments, if it weren't for the figure in his dream, he didn't know how he would have survived that difficult time.

Every night since being locked up in the laboratory, Song Yun would dream of a girl wearing a racing helmet.

He witnessed all her car races, from being an unknown little driver, to the thrilling underground black races, to the glorious moment of lifting the F1 consecutive championship trophy, he saw it all from a God's perspective.

Those dreams let the young Song Yun know that in a certain corner of the world, there were people who were working hard, and also gave him hope to survive.

In the dream, she was always wearing a helmet and her face could not be seen clearly. He only knew that all her fans called her Mist.

After escaping from the laboratory, he found the Song family, who had long severed ties with his father, and received their protection and an environment in which he could grow up in peace.

But she never entered her dream again.

He has spent a lot of manpower and resources over the years looking for any clues about her, but has found nothing.

Song Yun was unwilling to believe that it was just a dream, he felt that she was real.

It was not until the Koenigsegg supercar appeared out of nowhere in the Shuanggang underground parking lot that he picked up the autographed photo of Mist next to the car.

Everything finally had an answer. This painstaking search across time and space finally had a response.

The cell phone outside the door kept ringing over and over again. Shen Shu walked out of the bedroom in a daze and found that it was Song Yun's cell phone ringing.

Song Yun was sleeping soundly and was not woken up at all. She walked over, picked up the phone, and saw that it was Jiang Jingxiu calling, so she pressed the answer button directly.

"He's asleep. You can call him later."

"Boss! Nano..."

Jiang Jingxiu was interrupted before he could finish his words. He was stunned when he heard Shen Shu's voice.

After hearing what she said, he stood up suddenly with his eyes wide open.

He fell asleep... This sentence is quite meaningful...

Before he could say anything else, the call was hung up.

Jiang Jingxiu was petrified. It took him a long time to recover. He stared blankly at the phone in his hand.

After hearing Shen Shu's voice, Song Yun woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw her standing against the light.

Shen Shu bent down and put the phone back on the table. Just as she was about to get up and leave, suddenly a strong arm wrapped around her waist from behind.

She felt dizzy and fell into Song Yun's arms.

The scorching breath sprayed on the back of his neck, and Shen Shu froze instantly, not daring to move.

Song Yun's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and his arms were tightly around the person in his arms, as if only in this way could he be sure that all this was not a dream, but reality.