Chapter 261
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Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun's furry head for a while and reached out to help her without saying anything.
Song Qingchun still did not respond; she did not even look at Su Zhinian.
The two of them packed the bags in silence.
Su Zhinian had ordered quite a lot of things; there were two big bags in total. The trolley could not leave the supermarket entrance, so Song Qingchun started to carry one bag. However, before she could take a step, Su Zhinian grabbed the bag and said, "Let me do it."
Song Qingchun froze before letting go. She did not reject him.
After exiting the supermarket, Song Qingchun glanced at the roadside instinctively, but she did not see Su Zhinian's car.
He's not driving? Song Qingchun frowned with confusion. Then, she followed behind Su Zhinian, who was carrying two bags in each hand, toward the residential area.
Su Zhinian's legs were long, so he would occasionally widen the distance between them. However, he would purposely stop for a while until he heard Song Qingchun's footsteps getting closer.
When they were almost at the residential area, Song Qingchun realized Su Zhinian was only wearing a shirt in the middle of winter.
She, who had been avoiding Su Zhinian, could not help but glance at him a few times. She realized his usually neat shirt was wrinkled like he had been squeezed through a crowd.
When they reached the bungalow, Song Qingchun raised her hand to key in the password when Su Zhinian grabbed her wrist. He stared at the door, deep in thought. After a while, he let go of her hand.
What the hell … Song Qingchun rolled her eyes as she keyed in the password. She pushed the door open, changed into a pair of slippers, and walked into the kitchen.
She's really upset … She doesn't even want to bring me slippers …
Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun for a while before putting the two bags down. He bent over to grab a pair of slippers from the shoe rack and put them on.
Su Zhinian categorized the items he had bought and placed them in the fridge. Then, through the glass door, he glanced at Song Qingchun, who was busy cooking, before turning to go upstairs.
Su Zhinian pushed open the doors on the second floor one by one and realized that all the rooms were neat and tidy. However, as observant as he was, he could tell that every room had been rummaged through before returning to its original state.
Su Zhinian had the habit of leaving some cash at home for emergencies.
The money was placed in the drawer of his bedside table. It wasn't even locked, so his first reaction was to open the drawer and see that the cash was still there.
Su Zhinian picked up the money and roughly counted it. He found that the amount was correct.
Su Zhinian frowned, tossed the money back into the drawer, and walked toward his study.
He only glanced at the desk briefly, and he could tell that the person who came had not flipped through his documents.
Su Zhinian had rushed back in a hurry, but when he saw Song Qingchun was unharmed, his heart started to race again.
When an outsider entered the house, the cash was placed within reach, but not a single note was missing. The documents were placed on the desk, and not a single one was missing.
This meant that the person who came … wasn't here for money, nor was he here to steal company information … So, in other words, the person who came was actually not a thief?
If he wasn't a thief, then he was here for a human?
Who was it directed at? Him? Or Song Qingchun?
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