Chapter 21
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When Su Zhinian stepped into the elevator, the waiter asked politely, "Sir, which floor are you heading to?"
Su Zhinian answered lightly, "First floor."
The waiter nodded at Su Zhinian with a smile and reached out to press the '1' button. Then he pressed the 'close' button.
The heavy metal door slowly closed. When the elevator reached the fifth floor, a familiar voice drifted into Su Zhinian's ears. It was Song Qingchun's voice, a very weak moan.
Su Zhinian frowned deeply and tried his best to listen, but he could no longer hear Song Qingchun's voice. Su Zhinian immediately raised his left hand to press the '4' button several times.
The elevator stopped when it reached the fourth floor. The door opened, and Su Zhinian stood in the elevator, not moving an inch.
The waiter turned around with confusion and asked with a smile, "Sir, are you heading to …"
"Don't speak!" Su Zhinian shouted suddenly, cutting the waiter off in a harsh and harsh tone.
The waiter was stunned and unconsciously took a step back.
About ten seconds later, Su Zhinian heard Song Qingchun's weak voice again. "So painful … Hmm …"
Su Zhinian immediately reached out to press the 'close' button.
When the elevator reached the first floor, Su Zhinian left without waiting for the waiter to say anything.
Song Qingchun squatted down beside Su Zhinian's car. Her hands pressed against her stomach, and a soft moan of pain escaped her lips.
The damp wind after the snow blew, carrying with it a bone-chilling cold, causing her body to shiver uncontrollably.
When she was in high school, she had suffered from period cramps due to her cold body. Song Menghwa had found an old Chinese doctor to take her pulse and prescribed her some Chinese medicine. After a long period of treatment, the problem had finally disappeared.
Now that she thought about it, it had been about four to five years since she had last had her period cramps. Perhaps it was because she had been out in the cold, and after standing in the snow for so long, the chill in her body had intensified. That night, when her period was about to start, she suddenly felt a swelling pain in her stomach.
The pain became sharper and sharper until she felt like fainting.
Song Qingchun had no idea how long she could last, but no matter what, she had to wait for Su Zhinian.
Another gust of wind picked up the snow, and it fell on Song Qingchun's body. Some snowflakes slid down her neck and into her shirt, causing her body to curl up even more from the cold.
Just as Song Qingchun was dazed by the pain, a low voice suddenly came from above her head. "Why are you squatting there?"
Song Qingchun opened her eyes unconsciously, and a pair of black leather shoes jumped into her sight. She froze before raising her head in a hurry to see Su Zhinian, who was wearing a black coat, standing before her with one hand in his pocket, looking down at her from above.
She had finally waited for him …
Song Qingchun tried to pull herself together. Enduring the pain in her abdomen, she stood up shakily. Just as she was about to stand up straight, another gust of cold wind blew at her, and a piercing pain shot through her abdomen. Her legs shook, and she almost fell to the ground.
She immediately reached out to hold on to Su Zhinian's car door.
Looking at Su Zhinian, her face was frighteningly pale. "CEO Su, I've been waiting for you. I came to find you because I hope you can reconsider taking over Song Empire …"
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