Chapter 46
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"Now that I'm back, I won't be leaving again. I promise to take good care of you …"
There was a crack in the conference room. Everyone turned to the source of the sound and saw the pen in Su Zhinian's hand had snapped in half.
The room once again fell into a strange silence. However, it only lasted for a short minute. Noticing Su Zhinian's lack of reaction, everyone turned their attention back to the marketing director.
When the marketing director spoke again, the confidence in his voice was obviously gone. Even his speech had sped up like he could not wait to end his explanation.
"Alright, Brother Yinan, let's not talk about these unhappy things anymore. My birthday is in a few days, did you prepare a birthday present for me?"
"Of course, no matter who's missing a birthday present, I will definitely have one for you."
"I knew it, Brother Yinan, you're the best …"
Su Zhinian suddenly stood up from his seat, and everyone's heart skipped a beat. The words that the marketing director was about to say were stuck in his throat. He looked at Su Zhinian, and it was obvious that he was about to cry. Is this meeting going to go smoothly or not?
The marketing director's voice was shaking as he said, "Su …"
Before he could finish the last word, Su Zhinian suddenly kicked the chair behind him away. As if the people in the room were invisible to him, he stormed out of the meeting room with a frosty expression on his face without another word.
Song Qingchun and Qin Yinan chatted at the restaurant until 6 pm before they settled the bill.
Qin Yinan had suggested having dinner with Song Qingchun, but Song Qingchun remembered she had to go to Su Zhinian's place at 7 pm, so she found an excuse to reject.
After leaving the restaurant, Qin Yinan helped Song Qingchun hail a taxi. Song Qingchun gave the driver the address of the Song family's bungalow. After bidding Qin Yinan goodbye, Song Qingchun waited for the taxi to drive away before telling the driver the address of Su Zhinian's bungalow.
It was only 6: 40 pm when she reached Su Zhinian's residential area. Perhaps it was because she had met Qin Yinan, but Song Qingchun's mood was inexplicably good. After paying the taxi fare, she hummed an old song and sauntered to the front door. Then, like she was playing a game, she pressed in the passcode one by one. When she heard the door open, she pushed the door open and walked in.
When Song Qingchun changed her shoes, her humming increased in pitch. She walked around the front door and was about to toss her bag on the sofa when she saw Su Zhinian sitting in the middle of the sofa with a document in his hands like a king.
Song Qingchun's movements froze instantly. Even the humming of "Your hair is like snow, a beautiful and poignant farewell" came to an abrupt halt.
It was not even 7 pm, but the busy Su Zhinian had returned home.
Song Qingchun blinked several times to make sure her eyes were not playing tricks on her. Then, she returned to her usual demeanor and greeted Su Zhinian, "Mr. Su, you're back?"
Her words seemed to have been spoken to the air, as there was no response at all.
Song Qingchun carried her bag to the clothes rack and hung it up obediently. Then, she turned around and said, "Mr. Su, I'll go prepare dinner now."
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