Chapter 460
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When she was brushing her teeth, she picked up her phone and lied to reply to Su Zhinian's' goodnight 'message. "I fell asleep last night. I just saw it today."
When Song Qingchun was having breakfast, she received Su Zhinian's reply. "You're awake?"
"Hmm …" Song Qingchun typed but deleted it after some thought. Then she snapped a picture of breakfast and sent it to Su Zhinian. She added the message, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet, I'll eat later."
"What do you want to eat?"
…
Just like that, the relationship between the two of them was slowly pulled closer.
Song Qingchun did not mention anything about cutting ties with Su Zhinian, and Su Zhinian did not bring it up either. The two of them had a tacit understanding that the two of them had turned the page.
Initially, Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian only communicated through text messages.
Then, under Song Menghwa's order, Song Qingchun went to return the one hundred million that Su Zhinian had invested into Song Empire. That was the first time they met after Su Zhinian's illness.
After that first meeting, Song Qingchun wanted a second. Therefore, inspired by Song Menghwa's request to deliver the check, she racked her brain to come up with a new excuse to meet Su Zhinian.
Then came the third, fourth, and so on. In the end, she did not even need an excuse to meet him.
Song Qingchun had never really thought about why she wanted to see Su Zhinian. She merely followed her heart and went to see him again and again when she felt like it.
However, just because she did not think about it did not mean that she would not understand it for the rest of her life.
She finally understood why she wanted to see Su Zhinian so much. It was a Friday. When she woke up, the sky was cloudy. Out of habit, Song Qingchun picked up her phone to reply to Su Zhinian's' goodnight 'message from the night before lazily getting out of bed to wash up.
Su Zhinian had been very busy that day. Other than the frequent messages from Song Qingchun in the morning, he would only reply once during the day. He did not even reply to her message for two hours in the afternoon.
Compared to Su Zhinian's busy day, Song Qingchun was exceptionally free that day. In the morning, she played some games in her office, took a two-hour nap in the afternoon, and spent an hour browsing Taobao in the afternoon. Finally, she had something to do outside the company, but it only took her one and a half hours to complete.
When she was done, it was already 5: 30 pm. Song Qingchun drove back to the company. She guessed it would be time to get off work before she reached the company, so she drove straight home.
When she passed Nan Luo Gu Alley, Song Qingchun remembered there was a cake shop there that she liked, so she stopped the car by the roadside and walked into the alley with her purse.
The bakery was quite crowded, so Song Qingchun had to queue for about ten minutes before it was her turn.
Song Qingchun's usual bank card was placed in the third slot from the top of the wallet. She had randomly picked the card, so she did not notice that she had picked the wrong card. When she tried to key in the password, she was told that the password was incorrect twice. She asked the cashier for the card back and realized that she had picked the black card that Su Zhinian had given her.
Song Qingchun returned to her car, but she did not rush to start it. Instead, she opened her wallet to look at Su Zhinian's card.
Su Zhinian had gone on a business trip a few days ago. She had not seen him for almost a week, and he had returned to Beijing last night.
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