Chapter 321
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He always had that kind of face paralysis. His exquisite facial features were placed on the perfect outline, like a work of art. Even though his face was expressionless, it still had a fatal attraction, making people unable to move their eyes away once they saw it.
When he was reviewing documents, his eyebrows would sometimes furrow and then relax. When he was making a decision to the staff in front of him, his fingers would occasionally twirl the pen quickly, and he would occasionally raise his hand to massage his temples out of habit. When he was flipping through the documents, his movements were very slow, and his eyes were clearly following his movements from one page to the next. His movements when he signed the document were as smooth as the floating clouds and flowing water, and it was done in one breath.
Song Qingchun had seen a lot of people at work, but she had never seen anyone who could be so charming when they were working.
So, in this world, there is a kind of person whose every move is seductive and seductive.
The sound of conversation in the office disappeared completely. She stared at Su Zhinian, and her mind slowly drifted away.
After who knew how long, perhaps Su Zhinian was reminded of Song Qingchun or perhaps he noticed her gaze, when he placed a signed contract on the table, his eyes drifted toward Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun felt his gaze on her, and she lowered her head. She grabbed a magazine from the bag Cheng Qingchong had brought and flipped it open, pretending to read it.
She stared at the magazine for a long time, but nothing entered her mind. There were several voices talking about the merger of funds, but the only one that fell into her ears was Su Zhinian's voice.
His voice was light, and his tone was like his personality; it gave off a sense of indifference. There was no inflection or emotion in his voice, but it was so pleasing to the ears that it made one feel like they were listening to the music of the world.
At the end, the colorful pictures in front of Song Qingchun started to morph into the image of Su Zhinian at work in her mind.
Song Qingchun only came back to reality when Cheng Qingchong returned to her office to bring her a cup of milk tea. Song Qingchun turned to Cheng Qingchong with a confused, "Hmm?"
"This is sugar. If you don't think it's sweet, you can add more." Cheng Qingchong didn't show any sign of impatience. Instead, she repeated what she had said in a gentle tone.
"Thank you." Song Qingchun thanked him and realized that only she, Cheng Qingchong, and Su Zhinian were left in Su Zhinian's office. The people who had been in the meeting earlier had all left.
"You're welcome." Cheng Qingchong replied with a smile. Before she left, she even grabbed Song Qingchun's leftover breakfast out of the office.
Su Zhinian's office was soundproof, so other than the whirring of the air purifier, there was no other sound other than the buzzing of the air purifier.
At Su Zhinian's bungalow, Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had spent a lot of time together like this, but for some reason, this time, she felt a little nervous.
She bit the corner of her lips as she flipped through the magazine. Out of the corner of her eyes, her gaze kept drifting toward Su Zhinian.
Su Zhinian was quiet. He had been busy for so long, but he did not seem to know tiredness. He was still focused on the stack of documents on his desk.
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