Chapter 152
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Who is she talking to?
Su Zhinian frowned as he changed into his slippers and staggered into the living room. It was then that he saw the phone in her hand.
So, she's on the phone … Su Zhinian's slow brain didn't have time to wonder who Song Qingchun was on the phone, but he already knew who was on the phone.
"Brother Yinan, you've drunk so much, let's not talk anymore. Go to bed."
Su Zhinian's body froze, and he stopped moving.
Qin Yinan … So, she's on the phone with Qin Yinan … She rejected his offer of a ride just so she could send Qin Yinan home. She took good care of Qin Yinan and returned to his bungalow, but she's still on the phone with him …
A fire started to burn in Su Zhinian's heart, and it burned with bitterness and bitterness.
He stared at Song Qingchun, and he saw a warm smile appear on her face. She said in a sweet, soft, and innocent tone, "I understand, Brother Yinan, I'm going to bed too …"
Su Zhinian's fists tightened. He could feel a certain part of his left chest swelling and pain like it was going to explode at any moment, and it was incredibly uncomfortable.
He stared at her smiling face, and his eyes narrowed. He controlled her hand that held the phone and released it.
"Hmm … Goodbye, Brother Yinan … Good night …" Song Qingchun was about to say "Good night" when her hand that held the phone suddenly dropped. The phone fell from her palm and landed heavily on the marble floor.
Soon, Song Qingchun came back to herself. She looked at her empty palm with confusion before lowering her head to see that the phone screen was completely shattered, and the call had been disconnected.
Did my hand shake just now? Did I drop my phone on the floor?
Song Qingchun frowned. When she bent down to pick up the phone, out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed someone was standing behind her.
Song Qingchun's whole body shivered, and she whipped around to see Su Zhinian standing about half a meter away from her with his lips pressed into a straight line.
When did he get home? He actually stood behind her without saying a word. This was simply frightening to death …
Song Qingchun took a deep breath to calm herself down. It was then that she realized Su Zhinian's face was dark. His eyes that stared at her were cold and without any warmth.
Song Qingchun gulped instinctively. She tried her best to suppress the nervousness in her heart and smiled at Su Zhinian. She opened her lips carefully to greet him. "Mr. Su, you're back?"
Su Zhinian did not even blink as he stared at her.
She had been fine when they had dinner last night. How did she end up like this?
Song Qingchun's heart skipped a beat under Su Zhinian's gaze. She clenched her fists unconsciously and forced a smile at him. She added, "Mr. Su, would you like something to drink?"
There was still no reaction from Su Zhinian, but Song Qingchun could feel his pupils rapidly constricting, and a sharp aura was directed at her. Her breath caught in her throat, and she said in a shaky voice, "Why don't you take a shower first? Shall I get some hot water for you? "
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