Chapter 2
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When Auntie Sun stepped into the master bedroom with the coffee, Su Zhinian had already finished his shower. He had changed into a set of casual home clothes and was standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out.
At that moment, Su Zhinian was still radiating a cold and distant aura, but his expression was strangely calm like the ruthlessness earlier was just an illusion.
"Mr. Su, coffee." Auntie Sun placed the coffee on the small round table on the balcony.
Su Zhinian did not respond like he did not hear Auntie Sun's voice.
Auntie Sun stood to the side for a while before saying, "Miss Song arrived this evening and has been waiting for you for almost seven hours."
Su Zhinian still did not respond.
The bedroom was eerily quiet.
Auntie Sun hesitated before asking, "Mr. Su, did you get into some kind of conflict with Miss Song?"
Su Zhinian ignored her completely.
"Mr. Su, you used to stay at Miss Song's home before, and you two have always had a good relationship, so why are you acting like enemies today?" Before Auntie Sun could finish, Su Zhinian, who was staring out the window, suddenly interjected. His tone was light like he was explaining what he was going to have for breakfast the next morning, but his words were laced with pressure. "Do you wish to be chased out of the house in the middle of winter like her?"
Auntie Sun was so scared that she immediately lowered her head to apologize before retreating out of the bedroom.
The bungalow returned to silence. Su Zhinian stood before the window, staring at a streetlight not far away.
Song Qingchun, who stood under the streetlight, kept stomping her feet due to the cold. Occasionally, she would raise her hands to her mouth to breathe.
She flagged down a taxi and left.
Even when the car was out of sight, Su Zhinian stood rooted to the spot, staring at the streetlight. His gaze was unfocused.
After who knew how long, when the coffee on the table had gone cold, Su Zhinian blinked lightly, and Auntie Sun's question echoed in his ears. "Mr. Su, you used to stay at Miss Song's home before, and you two have always had a good relationship, so why are you acting like enemies today?"
That's right … He had stayed over at her house before, and in the process, he had accidentally slept in her body for a night. So why are we enemies now?
Song Qingchun's appearance appeared to be a small interlude; it did not affect Su Zhinian in the slightest. The next day, as usual, he woke up on time, had breakfast, and drove to his company. After a long morning of work, he went to the restaurant opposite his company for lunch with the company's higher-ups.
When Su Zhinian exited the private elevator, he was stopped by the finance director with an urgent document.
Surrounded by a group of company executives, Su Zhinian stood calmly in front of the elevator and flipped through the documents. After confirming that there were no problems, he quickly signed his name and strode toward the main entrance of the company building. Behind him, several executives in suits and leather shoes followed.
Wherever Su Zhinian passed, there would be respectful greetings of "CEO Su".
When Su Zhinian reached the door, he saw a familiar figure standing before him.
It was her, the Song Qingchun that he had thrown out of his house last night …
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