Chapter 47
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Su Zhinian was like a statue. He did not even move his eyelashes, much less speak.
However, this was the first time she was preparing dinner after signing the contract with Su Zhinian, and he was at home … Should I ask for his opinion before I cook?
Song Qingchun, who was heading toward the kitchen, hesitated before stopping to look at Su Zhinian, who was reading a document. She asked, "Mr. Su, what would you like to have for dinner?"
In the end, her words were once again ignored.
However, this time, there was a reaction from the man; he was no longer emotionless and unmoving.
He slowly flipped through the document before him and raised his wrist to reveal a priceless watch. Under the light of the chandelier, the diamond on the watch shone brightly.
Perhaps because he had finally moved, Song Qingchun's nerves relaxed a little. She asked in a pleading tone, "How about pork ribs and yam soup? There's a fish in the fridge, can you steam it? And some pork ribs, braised or sweet and sour? "
Su Zhinian still did not show any sign of answering, but he did raise his head to glance at Song Qingchun. His gaze was icy, and it caused Song Qingchun's heart to shiver like she had made some kind of unforgivable mistake.
Song Qingchun did not dare look at Su Zhinian anymore. She quickly turned her head away and walked into the kitchen.
Song Qingchun had heard all kinds of nasty things from Su Zhinian's mouth, so she did not mind his cold treatment.
In these one hundred days, she did not wish for a happy relationship with him, and she did not wish for him to treat her better. In fact, in these one hundred days, she did not even wish for him to say one word to her.
In these one hundred days, she did not ask for much; as long as he did not get mad at her, she would be satisfied.
Even if he treated her like air every day and didn't even spare a glance at her, she didn't care.
She just wanted to fulfill his conditions and not let him find any fault with them. Then, after one hundred days, she would be able to smoothly obtain a revived Song Empire from his hands.
However, such a small request seemed to be a bit extravagant. That man's character was really too difficult to deal with. His temper was unpredictable, strange, and changeable. Who knew when he would suddenly get angry.
Song Qingchun, who was busy in the kitchen, was reminded of how Su Zhinian, who had been eating his breakfast just a second ago, dropped the bowl the next second. She could not help but shake her head and sigh. Today, she had to be as careful as she could!
The dinner was very sumptuous. There were four dishes and one soup.
Song Qingchun placed the plates on the dining table before heading to the living room.
The television had been switched on, and the document in Su Zhinian's hands was already on the coffee table.
Song Qingchun did not walk into the living room but stood at the dining room door. She called out to Su Zhinian, who was sitting with his back toward her. "Mr. Su, dinner is ready."
This time, to Song Qingchun's surprise, the man opened his golden lips to say the first thing he said to her after he returned home. "Hmm."
When Su Zhinian stepped into the dining room, Song Qingchun immediately pulled out his usual chair.
After Su Zhinian sat down, Song Qingchun passed him the chopsticks and ladled the soup.
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