Chapter 26
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The room suddenly became quiet. Su Zhinian stood at the door without moving. His arm was still raised, and his hand was still holding Song Qingchun's chin.
He stood there for a long time before turning to walk into the study. He sat down at the table and turned on his computer like nothing had happened.
His expression was very calm from beginning to end. His fingers moved the mouse from time to time, and then quickly typed a string of words on the keyboard. But as he typed, he didn't know why he stopped. He raised his head and stared out the window for a while, then his gaze fell on the sofa not far from his desk. The document he had been reading frequently for the past few days was quietly placed there.
Tang Nuo asked, What document is this? You've been reading it all this time?
This document contained the development of Song Empire over the past few years.
He had already sorted out this document before Tang Nuo gave it to him.
Or rather … before Song Qingchun came looking for him, he had already compiled this document.
Tang Nuo even asked, Why didn't you help her?
Yes … Why didn't I help her?
Because I was afraid … afraid that if I helped her, I would never see her again.
But if I didn't help her, I would never see her again.
Before she left, he could hear her voice clearly. She had given up; she had given up on begging him for Song Empire.
She had been looking for him for almost a month … In the cold of winter, she had waited for him outside his company for a whole month. Whenever he was at work, he would stand before the window and look down, and he would be able to see her shadow …
But from that day onward, he would never see her again.
Su Zhinian felt like he was overthinking things. He slammed his computer shut and walked out of the study.
When Su Zhinian returned to the bedroom, he saw her clothes, her bag, and her phone lying on the bed. He rolled up her stuff and tossed them off the balcony. Su Zhinian felt that it was an eyesore, so he rolled them up and tossed them off the balcony.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Perhaps due to the fact that she was in the bungalow, Su Zhinian did not sleep well in the guest room. Su Zhinian lay in bed, trying to catch up on sleep, but the bed that she had slept on the night before was filled with her scent. It crawled into his nostrils, causing him to feel annoyed. In the end, he suddenly pulled off the cover and stormed downstairs angrily.
After exiting the bungalow, Su Zhinian scanned the lawn beside him. Song Qingchun's stuff was strewn all over the place.
He pursed his lips, strode over, and bent down to pick up her things one by one.
Song Qingchun walked for a long distance before she calmed down.
She realized that there were quite a few people on the street looking at her. She shivered from the cold and then slowly realized that in the middle of winter, not only was she not wearing a coat, but she was also not wearing shoes. Her feet, at some point, were frozen to the point where she couldn't feel them.
Song Qingchun stood by the roadside and was about to flag down a taxi when she realized her phone and bag were both at Su Zhinian's home.
She turned to look in the direction of Su Zhinian's house but decided against it.
Her mood, which had just gotten better, started to darken again.
When she got home, how was she going to explain to her father and sister-in-law that she couldn't get Su Zhinian to help her?
Her father would be devastated by this news … After all, Song Empire was his life's work …
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