Chapter 371
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Even though it was only for a short moment, the pain made it hard for her to breathe.
Am I imagining things? Did something happen just now? But why can't I remember anything?
Su Zhinian wasn't lying to Song Qingchun. He really had something else to do that day at Song Empire.
However, this was not something that he had planned out beforehand. It was something that he had decided on while driving Song Qingchun home that morning.
Su Zhinian didn't enter the house but walked to the nearby breakfast stall to buy some porridge and buns.
He had no appetite, so he only bought her portion and placed it in the fridge. Afraid that she wouldn't know, he left a note on the fridge door.
He took a shower, changed into a new suit, and tied his tie in front of the mirror before leaving the bedroom.
Before going downstairs, he turned into her room and stood beside her sleeping bed for about ten minutes. Then he left, went downstairs, and drove to the company.
After about two hours, he finally finished dealing with all the documents that had piled up a while ago. Then, he summoned the company's senior executives for a three-hour meeting.
When the meeting ended, it was already 1 pm.
Cheng Qingchong hugged the documents and followed Su Zhinian back to his office. She asked, "CEO Su, what do you want for lunch? Today, the company cafeteria has … "
Cheng Qingchong switched on the iPad, but before she could finish, Su Zhinian interrupted her. "You decide."
Then, he pushed the door open and walked into his office.
For the sake of safety, Cheng Qingchong chose some of the most popular dishes for Su Zhinian at the company.
After lunch, Su Zhinian called Cheng Qingchong into his office to clean up. Before she left, he said, "I need to go out for a while. Leave the documents in my office, and I'll come back tonight to deal with them."
"Yes, CEO Su."
After Cheng Qingchong left, Su Zhinian sat in his chair for about ten minutes before standing up to put on his jacket, grab his car keys, and take the elevator to the underground parking lot.
Su Zhinian drove for about an hour before he turned into a police station. He parked his car, registered it, and was led by a young officer into a room that was further in the back.
"Mr. Su, the person you want to see is inside."
Su Zhinian nodded lightly before pushing the door open and walking in.
This was a temporary detention room for prisoners. The lighting was poor, and it gave people a gloomy feeling. In addition, no one came to clean it properly, so the smell inside was very unpleasant.
The deliveryman who tried to kill Song Qingchun at TW Station was handcuffed and sitting on a chair.
He had only been here for more than 20 days, and he had lost a lot of weight. His beard had grown out, and he looked a lot older. However, the bruises on his face had not completely disappeared.
Su Zhinian glanced at the chair across from the deliveryman; it was dirty. He frowned with disdain, but he did not sit down. Instead, he walked toward the deliveryman and stopped when his legs were about to touch the deliveryman's.
He looked down at the deliveryman and got straight to the point. "Are you a fan of Xia Ji?"
The deliveryman was probably scared of being beaten up by him last time and was afraid that he would hit him again. When he heard his question, he nodded his head vigorously without any hesitation and said, "Yes."
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