Chapter 429
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She could not help but smile at the good news, and she could not help but frown at the bad news.
Sometimes, there would be people around her, and it was inevitable that she would be asked, "What's wrong?"
She shook her head with a smile and replied, "Nothing."
Then, as if nothing had happened, she would continue to chat and laugh with her friends or walk away. However, no one knew that every time such a situation occurred, she would always ask herself in her heart, "What's wrong with me?"
However, in the end, Song Qingchun still managed to meet Su Zhinian.
Even though it was only once.
That day, she was busy with work. She had just finished her morning meeting, grabbed a piece of bread for lunch, and rushed to the golf course in Eastern Jiujiang with her assistant to interview a Best Actor who had just returned from overseas after winning an award.
The weather that day was perfect; the sky was blue, and the sun was shining brightly. The air felt like it was still; there was not even a slight breeze.
When she arrived, the Best Actor arrived as well. There were still ten minutes before the interview, but he still managed to start early. When he finished, it was twenty-five minutes earlier than expected. There was still plenty of time, so Song Qingchun suggested that the Best Actor shoot some videos.
The Best Actor had won several awards in a row, but he did not put on any airs. In fact, he was an easygoing person. After hearing Song Qingchun's request, he had his manager change into a set of sportswear and patiently followed Song Qingchun's suggestion to shoot a few videos.
After shooting the last video at the golf course, Song Qingchun shook hands with the Best Actor and said goodbye.
When she and her assistant walked across the soft grass toward the parking lot, a golf ball flew into the air and landed at her feet.
She was so startled that she stopped moving. As she bent down to pick it up, her name drifted into her ears. "Song Qingchun?"
She raised her head with confusion and saw Tang Nuo in a black sportswear standing about two meters away from her, holding a golf club.
"It really is you …" Tang Nuo walked toward her and grabbed the towel that hung around his neck to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "What a coincidence."
"What a coincidence." Song Qingchun waved the golf ball in her hand. "Is this yours?"
"Yes." Tang Nuo nodded. As if afraid that people might think he was bad at golf, he added, "I was just messing around and accidentally used too much force …"
Song Qingchun smiled. Just as she passed the golf ball to Tang Nuo, a familiar, cold voice came from not far away. "Have you found the ball?"
Song Qingchun's fingers shivered involuntarily, and the golf ball almost dropped to the ground. She steadied herself and slowly returned it to Tang Nuo's palm before turning toward the source of the sound.
This time, it was different from the last time. She could see him more clearly.
He was wearing the same style of sportswear as Tang Nuo, but it was white. He didn't carry anything in his hands. He casually put his hands in his pockets and wore a baseball cap on his head.
Compared to his usual serious suit and leather shoes, this style of dressing made him look younger and more energetic.
He still had that expressionless face paralysis. His eyes were clear and cold, and his expression was indifferent.
Under the bright sunlight, his fair skin looked like flawless white jade.
He seemed to be thinner than the last time she saw him, before she moved out of his house. His chin was slightly sharper, but he was still breathtakingly beautiful.
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