Chapter 485
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Even though they already had a date, Su Zhinian still asked for Song Qingchun's opinion. "Then … then I'll take you to the movies that night?"
"Okay," Song Qingchun agreed with a smile on her face.
Su Zhinian nodded and didn't say anything else. After Song Qingchun got into the car, he personally closed the door for her.
Through the rear-view mirror, Song Qingchun could see Su Zhinian's car following behind hers. When they reached the junction, Su Zhinian's car turned left, and she turned right. Soon, his car was covered by the other cars. Song Qingchun stared at the road before her, and she suddenly realized that she had only been away from him for a few minutes, but she had already started to miss him. She missed him more and more, so much so that she wished she could stick to him every second of her life.
Heavens, she had never known that falling in love with someone would actually be so terrible!
When Cheng Qingchong woke up, the sky was already bright.
She had drunk too much last night and her stomach was still burning. She lay on the soft bed for a long time before she struggled to sit up with a headache caused by the hangover.
The mirror in front of her allowed her to see clearly that she was in a luxuriously decorated room, and there was an oil painting hanging above her head.
This looks like a hotel?
Cheng Qingchong's heart skipped a beat. She pulled the cover off subconsciously and sighed in relief when she saw her clothes were still intact.
Thankfully, she didn't get taken advantage of in her drunken stupor. However, she remembered that after she got the signed contract from CEO Lee, she went to the bathroom and fell to the floor. So, why am I in Eldorado's guest room?
Cheng Qingchong's memory was blurry, and the more she tried to remember, the more her headache intensified. She used her fingertips to massage her temples before pulling the cover off to go to the bathroom.
After a warm bath, she felt much better. When Cheng Qingchong reached for her bag, she saw an open bottle of mineral water sitting on the bedside table. It was half empty.
The memory of a man hugging her, feeding her water, reaching out to wipe away the water that leaked out from the corner of her mouth, and then pulling the covers over her … Cheng Qingchong's mind was filled with images of a man hugging her, feeding her water, reaching out to wipe away the water that leaked out from the corner of her mouth, and then pulling the covers over her …
Who is this man?
Cheng Qingchong racked her brain for a long time, but she couldn't come up with anything. In the end, she grabbed her bag and left the room.
When Cheng Qingchong went to the front desk to check out, the receptionist told her, "Mr. Qin has already settled the bill last night."
Mr. Qin? The one who took care of her? But which Mr. Qin was it?
Cheng Qingchong went through all the men she knew in her mind, but she couldn't think of any with the surname Qin.
She frowned slightly and politely asked the receptionist, "Excuse me, what's Mr. Qin's full name?"
The receptionist lowered her head to look at the record before raising her head to smile at Cheng Qingchong. "Mr. Qin Yinan."
Qin Yinan … Qin Yinan … The name lingered in Cheng Qingchong's mouth for several times before she realized who it was.
So it was him … Miss Song's childhood sweetheart, Qin Yinan.
Although she had seen him three times, the two of them had only met once in the ward. They were not even acquaintances, let alone friends. She just did not expect him to help her …
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