Chapter 465
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The wet napkin I gave her was meant to wipe her wrist, so why is she holding it in a daze?
Cheng Qingchong stared at Song Qingchun for a while. Seeing as the girl still didn't move, she opened her mouth to remind her for the umpteenth time that night. "Miss Song?"
"Huh?" Song Qingchun's head whipped up to look at Cheng Qingchong. She was stunned for a moment. Noticing the latter didn't say anything but just stared quietly at her palm, Song Qingchun lowered her head to look as well. She realized the wet napkin Cheng Qingchong had given her had been crushed into a ball.
She smiled awkwardly at Cheng Qingchong before opening the wet napkin to wipe her wrist and tossing it to the side.
She picked up the chopsticks absentmindedly and continued eating. However, the chopsticks stuck into the bowl, and before they could even pick up a single grain of rice, they were stuffed into her mouth.
What's wrong with Miss Song? She should be wiping the wrist that was burned by the lion's head, but instead, she's wiping her other hand? The chopsticks didn't manage to pick up anything, but she kept stuffing it into her mouth like she didn't know what was happening and continued to repeat the same action …
Cheng Qingchong, who had already corrected many of Song Qingchun's mistakes that night, was too embarrassed to open her mouth to correct her.
After a long time, Song Qingchun realized she had made another mistake. She smiled awkwardly at Cheng Qingchong and explained softly, "I was thinking about something else, I'm sorry …"
Cheng Qingchong replied with a smile, "It's okay."
Song Qingchun continued to smile before lowering her head. She looked at the table full of dishes, but she had no desire to eat. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Su Zhinian's private room upstairs.
She sat there with the chopsticks in her hand for a while before putting them down. She raised her eyes to look at Cheng Qingchong and said, "I need to go to the bathroom."
"I'll go with you?" Cheng Qingchong asked as she stood up.
"It's fine." Song Qingchun just wanted to go out for some fresh air.
Cheng Qingchong could tell Song Qingchun was in a bad mood that night, so she nodded considerately. "Feel free to call me if you need anything."
"Okay." Song Qingchun grabbed her bag, stood up, and left the room.
Song Qingchun really had no idea where she should go to get some fresh air after leaving the room, so she walked down the long corridor alone. When she reached the elevator, she stopped abruptly. A person beside her was going up the stairs. When the elevator door opened, Song Qingchun followed suit. After the person pressed the button for the floor, Song Qingchun pressed a random number as well. The person who had gotten into the elevator with her exited first, leaving Song Qingchun alone in the elevator. When the elevator stopped, she realized she was on Su Zhinian's floor.
Strange, why did she come here?
Song Qingchun stood at the elevator door and thought about it quietly. She looked in the direction of Su Zhinian's private room and hesitated before turning back into the elevator.
She raised her hand to press the close button and then the open button. The elevator door opened and closed under her command. She repeated this process for who knew how many times. Suddenly, after the elevator door opened for the umpteenth time, Song Qingchun walked out. She turned around without hesitation and walked toward Su Zhinian's private room.
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