Chapter 461
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She had been in contact with him through text messages for the past few days, so she did not miss him that much. However, when she saw the black card, she suddenly wanted to see him. She wished she could see him immediately.
This thought grew stronger and stronger in Song Qingchun's heart. In the end, she suddenly closed her purse like she had made a decision. She started the engine, made a U-turn at the junction, and drove toward Su Zhinian's bungalow.
Normally, whenever Song Qingchun wanted to meet Su Zhinian, she would arrange a meeting time with him through text messages.
This time, it was really an accident. It was not until Song Qingchun parked her car in front of Su Zhinian's bungalow that she realized she had not greeted him.
But since he was already there, she couldn't just leave, right? Song Qingchun thought about it and came up with an excuse. She got out of the car and walked toward the door.
Song Qingchun knew the password to Su Zhinian's bungalow, but she still pressed the doorbell. However, there was no answer.
It was then that Song Qingchun realized something. She pulled out her phone to look at the time. It was only 7 pm, so Su Zhinian was probably on his way back from work.
This was no longer the time when they had a contract. Even though she knew the password, she couldn't just barge in when he was not around.
Fortunately, she had just found an excuse for herself to come over without notifying him in advance. So, she could just lie to him when he came back that she had also just arrived and was about to press the doorbell when she saw his car driving over …
Song Qingchun, who had everything planned out in her mind, stood at the door for a while before returning to her car.
Song Qingchun turned on the music in the car and lowered the driver's license. She lay on the seat and played her game as she looked at the road behind her through the rear-view mirror.
Time flew by. It was already 8 pm, but Su Zhinian's car still did not appear.
It couldn't be such a coincidence that the first time she came to see him without informing him, it was when he was busy, right?
But he still hasn't replied to the message she sent that afternoon. Song Qingchun frowned and stared at her phone with some difficulty. She considered whether she should send him another message or not.
Just as she was hesitating, the phone in her palm vibrated, and a message popped up on the screen.
It was from Su Zhinian. She had asked him about the weather in America that afternoon. "Not bad."
With the message from Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun did not need to struggle anymore. She typed a few words on the screen and sent it over. "Still not home?"
…
This was probably Su Zhinian's busiest day of 2016. He had two clients in the morning, three consecutive meetings in the afternoon, and he even had to entertain an important business partner at night.
Even the earlier message was sent to Song Qingchun on his way to the bathroom after he left the dining table.
In the bathroom, Su Zhinian felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He washed his hands and pulled it out to read the message. "Still not home?"
He subconsciously typed on the keyboard, "No, tonight's matter is a bit …"
At this point, Su Zhinian suddenly stopped typing.
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