Chapter 138
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Su Zhinian put down the pen and leaned back in his chair. He raised his hand to pinch the space between his brows.
The diary was open on the table, and on the other page, there was a whole page full of scribbles.
"December 20th, 2015 (Actually, it is already 1 am on the 21st), stars but no moon.
Today, I finally got home early, and I received a call from Ting Ting on the way home. She was very happy, but when I got home, I heard some very unhappy words. I really didn't want her to go see Qin Yinan, but I was afraid that she would be unhappy, so I let her go.
I didn't want to go to City Clubhouse, but remembering that she was there, I still went.
Initially, I regretted coming, but later, I was glad that I came.
Because she said, "From now on, I will no longer like Qin Yinan."
Then, I laughed in front of the whole room, but after I laughed, I realized how selfish I had been.
I knew the secret from five years ago made me unworthy of her, but I still selfishly hoped that she wouldn't fall in love with someone else.
I am a shameless and selfish person.
Many times, I really hate the superpower that I was born with. Because of this superpower, there is no self-deception in my world, only cruel truth.
However, I was glad that I had this superpower tonight, because something terrible happened to Ting Ting, but it was fine, it was resolved in the end.
The only regret is, seeing her standing by the lake in her wet clothes, I can't walk forward to put a jacket on her. "
Song Qingchun's whispers drifted out from the bedroom next door.
"I really want to eat Golden Corner … It's been so long since I went there. When Song Cheng was still around, every time I drove him to dinner, we would go there. Alas, Golden Corner is too expensive. If I eat there, my credit card will probably be maxed out … But, I really want to eat there …"
Su Zhinian's hand that was rubbing the space between his brows stopped.
Want to eat Golden Corner? Then let's go to Golden Corner …
Su Zhinian reached out to grab the phone on the table and called Cheng Qingchong.
Cheng Qingchong was probably woken up from her sleep because her voice was slightly drowsy. "CEO Su, how can I help you?"
"What's my schedule for next Monday?"
"Mr. Su, please wait a moment." As Cheng Qingchong finished, Su Zhinian heard the sound of her computer turning on. One minute later, Cheng Qingchong's voice came again. "You'll be in Hong Kong next Monday?"
Hong Kong? Su Zhinian frowned. "What about Tuesday?"
"It's also Hong Kong …" After Cheng Qingchong replied, she asked with confusion, "CEO Su, have you forgotten? You will be going to Hong Kong on a business trip next Monday and Tuesday. We have booked tickets for tomorrow night. "
"Oh." Su Zhinian nodded and remembered that was indeed the case. After a pause, he said, "Change the ticket to tonight. We'll be flying to Hong Kong tonight, and book the return ticket for Tuesday morning. I have something on Tuesday night."
"Okay, President Su."
Song Qingchun, who had slept too late the night before, had a headache. She was listless when she went to work.
That afternoon, when she went to the breakroom to pour herself a cup of coffee, Song Qingchun overheard the conversation and found out that Tang Nuan did not come to work that day because she was on sick leave.
Song Qingchun took a sip of her coffee and walked away. Perhaps it was because of the incident at City Clubhouse last night or because she was really sick.
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