Chapter 137
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Su Zhinian frowned. As he was about to stand up, he heard Song Qingchun's footsteps running from her bedroom to the study. He immediately stopped moving and lowered his head to continue reading the documents. Then, there was a knock on the door, followed by her soft and gentle voice. "Mr. Su?"
Su Zhinian tried his best to suppress the smile on his face. He cleared his throat and said slowly, "Come in."
The door was pushed open a sliver. Song Qingchun didn't walk in, but she poked her head in. Her dark eyes looked at where Su Zhinian was sitting. "Mr. Su, I forgot to ask you, what do you want to eat?"
She made such a big fuss earlier because of this? Su Zhinian moved his gaze away from the document to look at Song Qingchun for a while before replying lightly, "You decide."
"Then, do you have any food that you don't like? Anything that you don't like? "
"I'm fine."
"I understand, Mr. Su …" Song Qingchun's hand that was waving at Su Zhinian suddenly stopped.
Sh * t, I accidentally called him 'Mr. Su'. He was looking at me, so he had obviously heard the first two words.
Song Qingchun's eyes darted around twice before her eyes curved into a crescent moon. She forcefully twisted the 'Pai' out of her mouth into, "… Handsome!"
Then, before Su Zhinian could react, she slammed the door shut and slipped out of the room.
It was not until the sound of the bedroom door closing that Su Zhinian heard Song Qingchun pat her chest and say, "Thank god I reacted in time. If he found out I gave him so many nicknames …"
Song Qingchun did not dare to imagine the consequences, and she let out a chilling sigh.
She seemed to be lying in bed again, looking at something on her phone. Whenever she tapped on the screen, there would be a clicking sound.
After a minute or so, she spoke again. "Do you want to eat this? It's quite good, but the decoration is a bit shabby. He's a germaphobe, so he won't be able to eat it … Never mind, I'll go with my assistant another day! "
"How about this … The place is clean and classy … Oh, I forgot, this is a private clubhouse, and it requires a card. I didn't renew the card … Sigh, Beijing Hotel? It's so annoying to go there every day … Xu Xian Restaurant? Hang Zhou cuisine, does he like it? This is so troublesome, why didn't he just tell her what to eat? Why did he make me order it? "
Listening to Song Qingchun's grumbling, Su Zhinian's mind started to wander. He closed the document and pulled out the diary that he had placed under it. He opened it, picked up the pen, and, listening to Song Qingchun's grumbling, started to write another entry.
December 21st, 2015, 2 am, Star, but no moon.
In order to express her gratitude, Tingting actually offered to treat me to a meal. I was very happy. I originally wanted to directly agree, but seeing that it was Christmas in a few days, I changed my words. Then, she gave me a nickname: Big Boss Su.
Actually, I'm not a big shot. I just want to spend Christmas with the girl I've been looking for for ten years and loving for seven years.
I've known her for seventeen years, but I've never spent Christmas with her.
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