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Chapter 515

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When they were in high school, it was because of Song Qingchun that her beloved Su Zhinian had despised her so much that he had even slapped her in the face.

It was because of this that she had snatched her beloved Qin Yinan away from her. Over the years, they had fought each other so many times, and every time, it had been Qin Yinan who had helped her win … but now, even Qin Yinan, whom she had been so confident in, was circling around her!

Tang Nuan's hands that gripped the steering wheel tightened. She stared at Qin Yinan's window, and a venomous glint shone in her eyes.



Su Zhinian's rejection was too harsh, so much so that Song Qingchun lost the courage to pursue him after being rejected by him before she confessed.

That night, he had told her not to appear in front of him again, and she had really not appeared again.

After that night, when she let go of his shirt and he left without hesitation, he had not seen her again.

Yes, he had not seen her again, but she could see him every day.

The financial channel on TV and the news on the computer would often feature news about ST Empire or Su Zhinian. Whenever that happened, there would be a video or picture of him.

He was still his usual self, standing before the camera, cold and expressionless. Even when the reporters interviewed him, they only gave him a few numbers.

Although he hadn't seen her again, she thought that he must be doing very well … His company had acquired a family business with decades of history, and His company's new product was the number one seller. His company's stock price had risen to its upper limit eighteen times this month … So, he must be the most successful and high-spirited person this year. How could he not be doing well?

What about me?

Song Qingchun believed she was living well as well. Song Empire was growing under Zheng Hao's leadership; Song Menghwa's health was improving; she had gotten nine headlines in a row last month, breaking Tang Nuan's previous record of eight headlines; the female anchor from TW Station would be leaving the next week due to pregnancy; the station manager had already told her that she would be the anchor that week; during the hottest period of July, the company organized an overseas trip to France, where she went on a shopping spree …

This was probably the luckiest time she had had since Song Cheng's death.

But she was not happy at all.

Almost every day, she would think about the man named Su Zhinian. Sometimes, when she was happy, she would feel like crying. When she was walking down the street and saw couples holding hands, she would fantasize that they were the two of them, as if she had gone crazy.

However, no matter how unhappy she was, their story still came to an end.

Compared to six years ago, when she pointed at his nose and scolded him to get lost, he threw a check and really got lost. This time, it ended even more thoroughly.

It was said that time was the best medicine for healing.

From the summer of June to the autumn of September, it had been three whole months, one hundred days, but the wound in her heart had not only not healed, it had only deepened.

He was like a grand banquet in her life, magnificent and glorious. The banquet was over, but she was lost in it, unable to get out.

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