Chapter 581
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Mr. Su didn't just fly into a rage for the sake of a beauty. It was simply for Miss Song. He implicated the innocent and indiscriminately abused whoever he caught!
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As Su Zhinian carried Song Qingchun to the Peony Pavilion, they ran into many familiar faces and waitresses.
Song Qingchun was afraid that other people would see her in this state, so she kept her face close to Su Zhinian's chest.
Song Qingchun lost count of how many "Mr. Su" s she heard before Su Zhinian stopped moving.
Following the sound of a credit card being swiped, a gentle female voice said, "Mr. Su, do you have any other orders?"
As Su Zhinian carried Song Qingchun into the suite, he told the waitress at the door, "Prepare a full set of S size clothes. Remember to bring pajamas, two ice packs, two hard-boiled eggs, and a bottle of ointment for bruises and bruises …"
Su Zhinian paused for a moment before adding, "Give Doctor Xia a call and have him come to Eldorado."
"Okay, Mr. Su." After the waitress finished speaking, she kindly closed the door of the suite.
Su Zhinian placed Song Qingchun on the sofa and was about to raise her head to examine the palm print on her face. However, before his fingers could reach her chin, she suddenly jumped down from the sofa in a hurry. With her head lowered, she allowed her hair to cover her face and said softly, "I … need to take a shower, it's dirty …"
When she said the word 'dirty', there was an obvious shiver in her voice, like tears were falling from her eyes again. Before Su Zhinian could react, she turned around and ran toward the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.
With his superhuman hearing, Su Zhinian managed to pick up the sound of the girl's sobbing through the sound of running water.
The unquenchable anger in his chest started to burn again, and it was accompanied by a heavy sense of fear.
Yes, fear.
If not for the fact that he had coincidentally run into Tang Nuan at dinner that night, if not for the fact that someone had mentioned that they were schoolmates, if not for the fact that Tang Nuan had voluntarily offered him a toast, if not for the fact that he was so disgusted by her that he wanted to leave, if not for the fact that the street was so narrow, if not for the fact that he had superhuman powers … would Song Qingchun have already been ruined by that celebrity with the surname Yang?
No one could understand how angry he was when he read the word "f * ck" from Tang Nuan's heart; no one could understand how he lost control of his emotions when he saw the girl that he wanted to protect the most being pressed against the cold floor by a man he didn't even know and humiliated … He believed that at the time, his emotions could only be summed up in one word: he wanted to kill someone.
Even now, other than her, he didn't like anyone else.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Song Qingchun's crying didn't stop. Su Zhinian's eyes that stared out the window turned colder and colder. Finally, he pulled out his phone to call Cheng Qingchong.
Cheng Qingchong was still awake, probably because she had received a call from the lobby manager. The phone rang for only one ring before it was picked up. "CEO Su."
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