Before Song Qingchun left Su Zhinian's bungalow, she did say goodbye to Su Zhinian, but the bedroom door was locked from the inside. She knocked for a long time, but no one came to open the door.
When Song Qingchun returned home, it was already noon. Her sister-in-law was accompanying her father at the hospital, and the housekeeper was preparing lunch.
When Song Qingchun came out of the shower, the housekeeper had already prepared lunch. He stood at the door and said, "Miss, I've placed your lunch on the table. I'm going to the hospital to deliver it to Master and Madam Song now."
Song Qingchun's hand that was drying her hair stopped, and she yelled at the housekeeper, "I'm going to the hospital in a bit, I'll bring the lunch there."
"Yes, Miss."
Song Qingchun thought about it and added, "I won't be eating at home. Bring my lunch with you, I'll go to the hospital to accompany my father."
Song Menghwa was in good spirits that day, and he was very happy to see Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun personally fed Song Menghwa his lunch. After the meal, Song Qingchun helped Song Menghwa rinse his mouth. Then, before Song Menghwa could ask anything, she pulled out the contract signed by Su Zhinian from her purse and handed it to him. "Dad, Su Zhinian has agreed to take over Song Empire."
A hint of surprise flashed across Song Menghwa's eyes. He first asked, "Really?" Then, he took the contract and studied it several times before asking, "How many shares and bonuses did you give Zhinian before he agreed?"
"He didn't want any of those," Song Qingchun answered.
"Didn't want any?" Song Menghwa frowned. "Then, what did he want?"
"He didn't want anything," Song Qingchun lied. If her father knew she had signed that kind of contract with Su Zhinian, he would never agree to let Su Zhinian take over Song Empire.
"He didn't want anything?" Song Menghwa's eyes were tinged with worry. "Qingchun, tell me honestly, you're not lying to me, are you? How could he help the Song enterprise without asking for anything? Don't do anything stupid … "
"Dad, what are you thinking?" Song Qingchun answered casually. "Su Zhinian used to stay with us, so he is grateful to you. Furthermore, I met Auntie Su, and Auntie Su asked Su Zhinian to help us …"
"So, that's why …" Song Menghwa obviously believed her after the mention of Su Zhinian's mother. Like a stone had been lifted from his heart, he chuckled and said, "That's good, that's good." Then, as if remembering something, he added, "At the time, Zhinian was living happily at our place, but for some reason, he suddenly moved away without a word. I asked him what happened, but he refused to tell me. At the time, I thought something had happened between you and him, so when I asked you to go to him for help, I was worried about you. Now that I think about it, I was overthinking things. Zhinian might look cold on the surface, but he's actually a kind and caring child …"
Her father was right. After that big argument with Su Zhinian, Su Zhinian moved away from the Song family. The move was sudden, and her father did not even have the chance to ask him to stay. It was also after that that she completely lost contact with Su Zhinian.
Song Menghwa went on and on until he remembered something. He reminded Song Qingchun, "Qingchun, things are different now. Zhinian is here to help us, so you can't be as stubborn as you used to be. You have to go easy on him …"
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