Chapter 262
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If it's not a thief, then it has to be someone else?
Who is it? Him? Or Song Qingchun?
Su Zhinian, who was naturally sensitive, only thought about it for a few seconds before his mind returned to the post that Song Qingchun had posted.
She had run into danger on the subway, and there was an intruder in her house … One incident could be called a coincidence, but what about two?
The sound of the switchblade that he had heard on the phone with Song Qingchun echoed in Su Zhinian's ears again, and his lips tightened.
A normal thief's first thought when they were discovered would be to run, but this person had drawn his weapon …
Obviously, he had come prepared, and he was probably going to take Song Qingchun's life by surprise.
Therefore … everything that had happened that night might not have been a coincidence at all.
To be more precise, what had happened at the subway station was a story of a lucky escape from death, but behind that story, there was a high chance that it was a premeditated murder.
There was no emotion in Su Zhinian's eyes, but his gaze was as dark as it could be, and it was laced with chilliness.
Looks like he's here for Song Qingchun …
The target was clear, it was to kill her.
However, who was it that wanted to take her life? What had caused her to have such a deep grudge against this person? And what was the reason for his family to search through the whole second floor?
Su Zhinian's hands that gripped the document tightened, and a vicious glint flashed across his usually calm face. His whole body radiated with a burning rage that sent chills down one's spine.
No matter what, as long as he was there, no one would dare to harm her!
Song Qingchun, who had been scolded by Su Zhinian for no reason, was still unhappy. After she finished cooking dinner, she didn't even go upstairs but used the landline to call him.
On the dining table, other than the sound of chopsticks hitting bowls, there was no other sound.
After dinner, Song Qingchun picked up the plates from the table wordlessly and walked into the kitchen.
When she came out of the kitchen, she was shocked to see Su Zhinian still sitting in the dining room. She lowered her head and prepared to walk away. However, before she reached the dining room door, Su Zhinian's voice came from behind her. "Brew a cup of coffee and send it to the study."
Then he got up, pushed the chair he was sitting on under the dining table, and went upstairs.
Song Qingchun was still fuming. After she finished brewing the coffee, she was about to carry it upstairs when she noticed the pepper on the dining table out of the corner of her eyes. Her eyes darted around as if remembering something, and she suddenly stopped. She picked up the pepper and swirled it around the hot coffee. Then, she picked up the spoon and stirred it furiously. She chuckled and said, "This is what you get for yelling at me, and now you want to drink the coffee I brewed? Let's see if you don't choke on the pepper powder! "
After the pepper completely melted, Song Qingchun put the spoon down with satisfaction, picked up the cup of coffee, and went upstairs.
The door to the study was open, and Su Zhinian was sitting expressionlessly in front of his computer, typing on the keyboard.
Before Song Qingchun could knock, Su Zhinian raised his head to look at her as if sensing her presence. Then, he pointed at the table, signaling for her to put the coffee there.
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