Chapter 558
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Song Qingchun stood where she was and watched the station manager walk through the revolving door. As she turned to leave, her gaze kept drifting uncontrollably toward Su Zhinian, who was still on the phone.
This small distraction caused her to not notice someone was coming from behind her. She accidentally stepped on someone's foot, and a sharp scream of pain drifted into her ears.
Song Qingchun was spooked by the scream and took two steps back unconsciously. However, due to her large step, Song Qingchun knocked into the trashcan at the entrance of City Clubhouse.
When Song Qingchun collapsed to the ground, she saw a flash of nervousness in Su Zhinian's eyes through the glass window. For a moment, she thought he was going to rush out of the room. Translator's Thoughts Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Translator's Thoughts Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Thankfully, the doorman beside her was quick enough to catch her arm. "Miss, be careful."
Song Qingchun pulled her gaze away from the glass window.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Song Qingchun shook her head and flashed a smile at the doorman, saying, "Thank you."
The doorman returned her a smile and let go of her arm after she steadied herself.
When Song Qingchun turned around to look at the person she had stepped on, she glanced at City Clubhouse's lobby out of the corner of her eyes. Su Zhinian, who was on the phone, had turned around to face her. His tall back was radiating with a sense of aloofness.
There was no trace of anxiety or worry on him that she had seen when she fell earlier.
Was I imagining things?
Song Qingchun frowned slightly and moved her gaze away to fall on the person she had stepped on.
It was a young and pretty woman. She was dressed fashionably, and the expression on her face was ugly, probably because she had been stepped on.
"I'm so sorry, it was an accident," Song Qingchun apologized.
The woman acted like she did not hear Song Qingchun. She pulled out a napkin from her bag and bent over to wipe away the footprint Song Qingchun had left on her shoe. Then, she stood up to glare at Song Qingchun condescendingly and grumbled, "What a lunatic, can't you see where you're going? How disgusting … "
As the woman said that, she glared at Song Qingchun, raised her chin slightly, and strode into City Clubhouse with a condescending gaze.
Even though the woman sounded like she was talking to herself, her voice was very loud. It was obvious that she was scolding Song Qingchun.
Although she was in the wrong, she still felt a little depressed when she was scolded. Moreover, the doorman standing on the side also heard the words clearly.
Song Qingchun scratched her head awkwardly before walking down the stairs.
She had just taken two steps when another ear-piercing scream rang out from the lobby behind her. She instinctively turned around and saw that the woman whom she had accidentally stepped on had somehow fallen to the ground.
Song Qingchun was startled. She was about to pull her gaze away when she saw Su Zhinian, who was standing before the woman, holding his phone in one hand as he answered the call. His other hand reached into the vase beside him to pull out a rose and flung it at the woman's face.
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