Chapter 313
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Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian fell into a cold war.
Song Qingchun had probably been traumatized by the events that had happened one after another because she stayed in the bungalow. Su Zhinian did not go to the company either; he spent most of the day working in his study.
The two of them lived under the same roof, but other than the three meals a day, they did not see each other at all.
Su Zhinian knew Song Qingchun was purposely avoiding him.
He could also see that she had become much quieter over the past few days, similar to when she first moved into his bungalow. Other than calling him out for dinner, she rarely communicated with him.
Using his good hearing, he knew she was cooped up in her room, either playing games, listening to music, reading novels, or sleeping.
Five days passed like that in the blink of an eye, and it was February 28th, the second last day of the month.
Perhaps due to the recent trauma, Song Qingchun's menstrual cycle was messed up. Her period, which was supposed to come on time, was pushed back to the 25th before her stomach started to ache.
On the 28th, Song Qingchun woke up feeling uncomfortable all over her body. After lunch, she crawled into bed tiredly. She wanted to take a nap, but before she could fall asleep, her stomach started to throb with pain.
Sometimes, menstrual pain could be fatal. Song Qingchun gripped the covers and tried to hold it in for a long time. Eventually, she gave in and groaned.
After the pain subsided, she felt like she was about to collapse, and her forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat.
She adjusted her breathing in bed before getting out of bed to go downstairs to get herself a glass of warm water. To her surprise, when she opened the door, she saw Su Zhinian standing outside.
He was holding a porcelain cup in his hand, and it looked like he was going downstairs to pour himself a cup of coffee.
After the incident that day, neither of them mentioned it again. She even freely apologized to him that day, but in her heart, she was not at ease at all.
On the contrary, the words he said to her that day were like a sharp thorn that fiercely stabbed into her heart. Every time she thought about it these past few days, she would become depressed.
Song Qingchun did not really want to go downstairs with Su Zhinian, so when she saw him, she was stunned for a moment. Then, she pretended like she had forgotten to grab something and prepared to return to the room. She would go downstairs after he finished pouring the coffee.
However, before Song Qingchun could turn around, Su Zhinian suddenly stopped moving. He stared at the few strands of hair on her forehead that were drenched in sweat and asked, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? "
"No," Song Qingchun answered without hesitation.
When Su Zhinian was in the study, he could tell from Song Qingchun's mumbling that she was suffering from period pain.
The reason why he came out was because she had been in pain for a long time and showed no signs of calming down. He saw that her face was so ugly, so he was a little worried, so he asked.
Actually, he wanted to wait for her to answer and tell her that she could call Doctor Xia if she was really in pain, but to his surprise, the girl merely replied with a "no", so he did not know where to start.
Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun, and his lips moved like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. He merely nodded at her before turning to go downstairs.
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