Chapter 105
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Brother Yinan … When Su Zhinian heard those three words, his finger that was on the remote stopped moving.
This is the first time she has asked for a day off since she moved into his bungalow, right?
The first day off … is for Qin Yinan … Su Zhinian's gaze turned cold.
Song Qingchun waited for a while, and when she realized Su Zhinian was still staring at the screen, she asked again, "Mr. Su, can I?"
Su Zhinian continued to stare unblinkingly at the screen as if he did not hear her voice.
The room fell into silence. Just as Song Qingchun was hesitating whether she should ask Su Zhinian again or not, the man's head suddenly turned, and his gaze slowly moved to fall on her.
His eyes were calm; there was no fluctuation of emotion as he stared at her. There was no emotion at the bottom of his eyes, but Song Qingchun felt like there were many things that she could not understand hidden at the bottom of his eyes.
Su Zhinian stared at her for a long time without saying a word. Song Qingchun's heart tensed, and her palms started to sweat.
Just as Song Qingchun thought her request for a day off was hopeless, Su Zhinian's lips finally moved. "How many hours of leave?"
Is he going to grant me a day off?
Song Qingchun's eyes glowed, and her eyelashes fluttered several times at Su Zhinian before her brain started to work. The party started at 8: 30 pm, so it should be over by 11: 30 pm, but I have to leave at 8 pm …
"Four …" Before Song Qingchun could finish, she changed her sentence. "Three hours …"
Lin Sanjiu paused for a moment. She couldn't make up her mind, so she added, "Maybe?"
The light at the bottom of her eyes was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Su Zhinian's heart.
She really wants to go to Qin Yinan's party, right? That's why her eyes shone so brightly when he asked how many hours of leave she needed.
Su Zhinian subconsciously turned his head away to avoid Song Qingchun's gaze, and his lips were pressed tightly together.
His action put a mountain of pressure on Song Qingchun. As if afraid that Su Zhinian would change his mind, she added hurriedly, "Mr. Su, if three hours is too much, then two and a half hours … No, two hours is fine as well …"
Noticing Su Zhinian was still unmoved, Song Qingchun gritted her teeth and added with a hint of compromise, "Then one and a half hours … Mr. Su, one and a half hours is already the minimum. It will take me at least an hour to go back and forth …"
"Twelve," Su Zhinian suddenly interrupted Song Qingchun.
"Huh?" Song Qingchun paused with confusion and turned to look at Su Zhinian.
Su Zhinian gripped the remote in his hand tightly and said in a flat tone, "You have to come home before midnight!"
12 o'clock?
It was still ten minutes to seven. In other words, he allowed her five hours of leave?
A flash of disbelief crossed Song Qingchun's face. Then, like she had just won the lottery, she said happily, "Thank you, Mr. Su!"
Song Qingchun did not mind Su Zhinian ignoring her and asked with a smile, "Mr. Su, what would you like to have for dinner?"
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