Chapter 231
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As Song Qingchun thought about it, she shook her head politely at Su Zhinian and said, "The evening paper is only one RMB, it's fine!"
Su Zhinian did not really want to buy the evening paper; he had merely heard her mumbling to herself for a long time in her room, so he had come up with a solution, which was to give her the money.
Who would have thought his kindness would be misinterpreted by her? Not only did she call him stingy, she even said he would take the change back!
Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun, who was pretending not to want the money even though she really wanted it. Just as Song Qingchun was about to reach for it, his fingers suddenly tightened, and he yanked the money out of her hand. He shoved it back into his wallet and rummaged through it for a long time. Finally, he pulled out a coin and placed it in Song Qingchun's palm. Then, he said in a polite tone, "Thank you."
Song Qingchun stared at the one yuan in her palm, and her eyes widened. Her expression changed several times in the span of half a minute. Finally, she forced out a smile that was uglier than a crying face. "Mr. Su, it's just one yuan, I really don't think it's necessary …"
Then, Song Qingchun tried to return the coin to Su Zhinian.
Unexpectedly, the man didn't pay much attention to her. He turned around and walked back to the sofa, sitting down gracefully.
Song Qingchun stood where she was for a while before she recovered. She told Su Zhinian, "Then I'll be going now." Then, she walked out of the room with a heavy heart.
The moment the door closed, Su Zhinian could clearly hear Song Qingchun's voice coming from the stairwell like a machine gun, sharp and eloquent.
"Can someone tell me what the hell is going on? One RMB? Is Maniac Su trying to chase away a beggar? "
"So, he's not just stingy! Stingy! He's stingy and stingy! "
"A big CEO only gave one RMB? How can he be so shameless? "
"Ah ah ah ah, I'm so unhappy, I thought I could buy a box of Haagen-Dazs!"
"Stingy! Too stingy! One RMB, one RMB, Su Zhinian, you should change your name to Su Yi Yuan! Su Yi Yuan! Su Yiyuan! "
Su Zhinian sat gracefully on the sofa. Listening to Song Qingchun's screams and thinking about how her expression had changed from shock to shock and then to shock when she accepted the money. His lips couldn't help but curl into a smile before he started to chuckle softly.
When Song Qingchun returned to her room with a bag of pads and an evening newspaper, Su Zhinian had just finished his shower. He was wrapped in a bathrobe, and his hair was half wet. He was sitting on the sofa, watching television.
The frustration in Song Qingchun's heart was still there, but her tone toward Su Zhinian was very polite. "Mr. Su, your evening paper."
"Yes." Su Zhinian's gaze never left the television. The hand that held the remote pointed at the coffee table, signaling for Song Qingchun to put it there.
Song Qingchun put down the newspaper obediently. "Then I'll go take a shower."
Su Zhinian nodded. Just as Song Qingchun turned to leave, he suddenly called after her. "Wait a minute."
Song Qingchun turned around with confusion and saw Su Zhinian pass her a bag.
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