Chapter 507
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Su Zhinian acted like he did not hear what Song Qingchun had just said. Like Song Qingchun, he continued, "In fact, I'm a little touched."
Song Qingchun opened her mouth, but this time, she couldn't even say his name. The blood in her body seemed to have frozen, and she could not move at all.
"You're very pretty, very smart, and you come from a good family … You're a very good girl … but …" Su Zhinian stopped and stared at Song Qingchun like he was considering what to say next.
Even though he had said so many beautiful words and praised her so many times, Song Qingchun's tears still fell slowly. She knew he was just trying to comfort her.
Facing her tears, his eyes were calm. He had probably thought of many things to say, but he did not think they were appropriate, so he did not say them.
The two of them were silent for about five minutes before Su Zhinian lowered his eyes and said, "… I'm sorry …"
When he said "I apologize," he lifted his eyelids and looked into her eyes. He said as calmly as he could, "… I don't like you."
I don't like you …
Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian's handsome face for a long time with two lines of tears on her face before the words started to replay in her mind.
I don't like you … I don't like you … I don't like you …
Song Qingchun could feel the energy in her body being sucked out bit by bit as the words floated in her mind. It was a hot summer day, but her limbs were as cold as winter.
This was the first confession in her life, and it was also the first rejection in her life. She stared at him dumbly, not knowing how to react to his rejection.
Her mind went blank, and she even forgot to shed the tears she had been crying.
The dining table fell into silence once again. The atmosphere was awkward and silent.
After a long time, Su Zhinian realized Song Qingchun had not said anything, so he added, "I don't like you now, and I won't like you in the future."
Then, without giving Song Qingchun time to digest his words, Su Zhinian raised his hand to call the waiter and said, "Bill please."
It was not until the waiter returned with the bill that Song Qingchun recovered from her shock. Her tears fell like pearls from a broken necklace. In the end, she even sniffled lightly due to her inability to control her emotions.
Su Zhinian knew she was crying, but he did not show it. He pulled out his wallet smoothly and passed it to the waiter. He swiped the card, keyed in the password, signed the receipt, and nodded coldly at the waiter.
Then, he shoved the receipt into his wallet and the wallet into his pocket. Then, he bent down to pick up the car key from the floor and stood up from his seat like he was going to leave.
He took two steps toward the table before turning to look at Song Qingchun. The girl was sobbing, and the tip of her pen was red. She looked pitiful and pitiful.
Su Zhinian's lips tensed, and he turned his head away. After a moment's thought, he tossed a cold, "Goodbye" and raised his long legs.
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