Chapter 353
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Song Qingchun waited until 9: 30 pm, but there was still no reply from Su Zhinian.
She was already in a bad mood, and now she felt even more depressed. She stopped pacing around the villa and curled up on the sofa, staring at her phone.
Time passed slowly. At 10 pm, there was no reply from her phone, and the house was quiet. There was no sound of a car.
Perhaps it was her period that amplified even the slightest negative emotion, but for some reason, Song Qingchun's eyes that stared at Su Zhinian's profile picture started to redden.
She took a deep breath and put her phone down. She turned to look out the window, and as she did so, a tear fell uncontrollably from the corner of her eyes.
It was not until 11 pm that the sound of a car finally came from outside the window, followed by the flash of headlights.
Song Qingchun jumped down from the sofa, put on her slippers, and ran to the front door.
She pushed the door open and saw Su Zhinian get out of his car.
She was only wearing a thin set of pajamas, and the air conditioning outside caused her voice to shake. "Su Zhinian, you're home?"
Su Zhinian did not answer. He closed the car door and walked into the house.
Song Qingchun closed the door and asked Su Zhinian, who was changing his shoes, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I'll help you … "
Before Song Qingchun could finish the word 'hot', Su Zhinian cut her off in a light tone. "There's no need."
"Then what about coffee?"
Su Zhinian tossed the car keys on the shelf beside him. Without turning to look at her, he added, "It's fine."
After a pause, he continued in a tone devoid of emotion. "I'm a bit tired, I'm going to bed."
After saying that, he strode forward and headed for the stairs.
Song Qingchun waited until she heard the door close before she pulled her gaze away from the stairs, where Su Zhinian was already gone.
The joy that she had felt for his return instantly dissipated.
She stood at the front door for a long time before walking toward the dining room. She, who had not had dinner, had no appetite facing the table full of dishes.
She covered the plates with plastic wrap, placed them in the fridge, and returned upstairs.
She had only slept for two hours last night. Lying on the bed, she spaced out for a long time before she managed to fall asleep.
When she woke up the next day, Su Zhinian was already gone.
Song Qingchun stared at his empty bedroom for a long time before returning to the bedroom to change and head to the company.
Su Zhinian was even more flustered today, and his eyelids kept twitching.
That very bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger, causing his already gloomy mood to become even more irritated. Even his anger had increased quite a bit. Almost everyone who came to his office in the morning was criticized by him in a bad mood. As a result, no one dared to show up in his office in the afternoon.
His eyelids were twitching, and he was distraught. He threw the contract in his hand, leaned back in his office chair, and closed his eyes to rest.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept well for two consecutive nights, as he closed his eyes, he actually felt sleepy and fell asleep.
He even had a sweet dream. In the dream, he and Song Qingchun were lying on a sunny lawn hand in hand.
She did not have any conversation with him. Occasionally, they would smile at each other, but it was enough to warm her heart.
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