Chapter 595
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Song Qingchun stared blankly at the Station Manager for a moment before understanding dawned on her. She smiled at the Station Manager and said, "I feel much better after taking some medicine and a good night's sleep. I remembered I still have some work to do, so I came over."
"Still, you have to take care of yourself. If you don't feel well, go home early."
"Thank you, Station Manager."
After the Station Manager left, Song Qingchun grabbed her bag and walked to her office.
It was lunchtime, so many people were sleeping at their tables. Occasionally, one or two colleagues would stand up to go to the breakroom to get some water. When they walked past Song Qingchun, they would greet her in a friendly manner.
Tang Nuan sat at her desk. She looked like she was staring at her computer, but in reality, she had been watching Song Qingchun out of the corner of her eyes. It was not until Song Qingchun entered her office and closed the door that she pulled her attention away.
She picked up the bag beside her and opened it. She stared at the small medicine bottle sitting inside with a contemplative expression.
…
Song Qingchun sat in her chair and switched on her computer. Then she pulled out her phone from her pocket to search for a message. She clicked it open, and as the Station Manager had predicted, she saw the message she had sent asking for leave.
It was given out at 4: 58 am.
I was sleeping then … So, it was Su Zhinian who took my phone and helped me ask for leave?
Since he had already abandoned her while she was asleep, why did he still help her apply for leave and instruct the waiter not to deliver her bag too early?
Did he have a place for her in his heart, or was she not there at all?
Inside Eldorado, Song Qingchun's emotions that she had spent a lot of effort to calm down started to stir again.
Similar to the night before, the two little figures in her heart started to fight again.
She had been too tired the night before, so she had fallen asleep before the two little figures could decide on a winner.
However, now, she did not feel sleepy at all. The two little figures continued to fight, but there was no clear winner. In the end, she felt like she was going to break down.
Song Qingchun stood up with annoyance and paced around her office. Just as she was about to pull her hair out, there was a knock on her office door.
Song Qingchun took a deep breath and tried her best to maintain the calmness on her face. After she sat down on the chair, she said, "Come in."
It was her assistant who pushed the door open to give her a summary of the week's work.
Initially, Song Qingchun could hear some of it, but as time went by, her mind started to wander to Su Zhinian. She could hear her assistant chattering beside her, but she had no idea what they were talking about.
In fact, the assistant didn't take long to report to her, but she found it particularly unbearable. In the end, when her eyes met a bouquet of flowers on the desk, she casually picked up a rose, broke the petals, and silently recited in her heart: He likes me, he doesn't like me, he likes me, he doesn't like me …
The last petal was: He doesn't like me.
He didn't like her, did he? If he liked her, why would he have been so cruel to force her to take birth control pills?
But …
If this was before the previous night, Song Qingchun would not have been so lucky.
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