Chapter 536
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The ring from six years ago, he did not give it away.
Six years later, he stared at this ring for a whole afternoon, but he still could not give it away.
Because this time, the only thing he could do was … harden his heart.
Su Zhinian, who had not eaten for the whole day, did not feel hungry. He sat in his office until 10 pm before he removed the ring from his finger and placed it inside the box. Then, he shoved it into his shirt pocket, grabbed his car keys, stood up, and left the company.
Su Zhinian circled around the Second Ring Road before getting off the main road and heading home.
His chest felt heavy. When he passed a road filled with gingko leaves, he rolled down the car window. The autumn night breeze wafted into the car, bringing with it one or two leaves, and that helped him breathe more easily.
When the car arrived at the gate of the community, it was already eleven o 'clock. The gate was closed. He pressed the horn, and the staff sitting in the duty room quickly opened the door. They saw his profile through the rolled down window and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Su, you're back?"
Su Zhinian did not say anything. He looked at the road before him and nodded slightly. When the door opened, he stepped on the gas and drove in.
The car drove past mansions after mansions before finally reaching the road where his bungalow was.
It was not until he was close to his house that he slammed on the gas pedal.
The car screeched to a stop, and the tires screeched against the road. It was especially jarring in the quiet night.
Pulling the handbrake, Su Zhinian prepared to get out of the car to key in the password for his bungalow. However, just as his fingers touched the door, he heard the familiar sound of breathing. His brows furrowed, and he looked out the window. He saw Song Qingchun squatting at the corner of his front door.
She had heard the sound of his car and was looking up at him through the windshield.
She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. She probably hadn't returned home since she woke up in the guest room at the Golden Lounge.
Su Zhinian had no idea how long she had been waiting for him at his door, but he believed it had to be a long time. When she saw him, it was obvious that she wanted to stand up from the floor, but her legs were numb, and her posture was rather stiff.
In the end, Song Qingchun used the railing to help herself up.
She didn't walk forward. She just stood there quietly and stared at him.
Su Zhinian used the dim streetlight to see a box in her palm.
She stood outside the car and he sat inside.
Neither of them moved. They were in a stalemate in silence.
About five minutes later, Su Zhinian pulled his gaze back, pushed the door open, and got out of the car gracefully.
He closed the car door with one hand and calmly held the car key in his hand as he walked towards her step by step.
Su Zhinian stopped when he was about one meter away from Song Qingchun.
First, he lowered his eyes. Then he raised his hand and keyed in the password on the lock beside him. As the door clicked open, he turned his head and asked her calmly, "Do you want to go in and talk?"
Song Qingchun shook her head and gripped the box in her hands nervously.
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