Chapter 295
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Qin Yinan's hand froze in midair. After a moment, he came to and turned to look in the direction Song Qingchun was being pulled.
Su Zhinian was only wearing a white shirt; it was simple but elegant. Probably because he had just beaten someone up, his shirt was wrinkled, and one of the buttons on his sleeves was undone, revealing a small portion of his muscular arm.
His exquisite face was chillingly cold, and between his brows, there was a flicker of anger. The aura around him was so violent that it felt like he could kill anyone at any moment.
Normally, he was cold and indifferent, giving people a feeling that it was difficult to get in touch with him. Now that he was in a rage, he was extremely oppressive. In addition, his aura was too sharp. Just a glance from him was enough to make people feel a chill in their hearts.
Even so, he was still so pleasing to the eye that it was hard to breathe.
Qin Yinan initially thought it was one of his colleagues who pulled Song Qingchun up, but it turned out to be Su Zhinian.
A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, but after a while, he recovered and greeted Su Zhinian politely. "CEO Su, why are you here?"
He had known Su Zhinian for many years, but they were not that close, so they were very polite when they greeted each other.
Su Zhinian had exhausted quite a bit of energy from beating up the deliveryman, so his breathing was uneven.
Holding Song Qingchun's shoulders, he stared unblinkingly at Song Qingchun like he did not hear Qin Yinan. After a long time, he asked, "Are you alright?"
The murderous aura still lingered in his body, so his tone was rather harsh.
Song Qingchun frowned slightly when she heard his voice. She slowly realized that she was being pulled up by someone. Her eyes darted around to look at Su Zhinian.
Su Zhinian … Didn't he go to work? Why is he here?
Song Qingchun's mind went blank.
Meeting her gaze, Su Zhinian asked again, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
This time, Su Zhinian did not give her any time to speak. He lowered his head to look at her body. When he saw that the front of her shirt was torn, he reached out to touch her chest without a second thought. "You're injured here?"
Although his tone was very calm, as if he didn't have any emotions, his slightly quick speech still revealed the anxiety in his heart.
Song Qingchun blushed from his touch. She shook her head subconsciously and took a step back to avoid Su Zhinian's hand.
Su Zhinian was still worried, so he continued to move his hand to her chest. After confirming that there was no sticky sensation, he sighed in relief and pulled his hand back.
"Do you want to drink …" He continued, but he only got out a few words when a police officer walked to their side and interrupted him. He turned to Song Qingchun and asked, "Excuse me, are you the victim?"
Song Qingchun finally came to her senses. She saw another police officer was asking his colleague about the incident, and the deliveryman was also in handcuffs.
Song Qingchun nodded at the officer who asked her and said, "Yes, I am."
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