Chapter 640
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Song Qingchun only stopped when she was about one hundred meters away from Su Zhinian's car.
When she was leaning against the streetlight, her legs were shaking from the discomfort. Now that she had walked such a short distance, it felt like all the energy in her body had been drained. Even her breathing had become labored.
Song Qingchun leaned unconsciously on an old tree by the side of the road. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before she slowly turned around and leaned weakly against the tree trunk.
The message she sent for a taxi still didn't get any response; it had already been shut down.
Song Qingchun felt like she might faint if she stayed any longer, so she doubled the price and called for a new taxi.
The number of cars displayed on the screen of the phone kept increasing crazily, but no one came to pick up the order.
Song Qingchun could feel her clothes drenching from the cold sweat. She gripped her phone tightly and forced herself to stay conscious. Even if she was going to faint, she had to wait until Su Zhinian left before she fainted.
Time seemed to drag on for an eternity on her body.
The number on her phone had only jumped five times, and Song Qingchun already felt like she was about to collapse.
When the number jumped for the seventh time, Cheng Qingchong finally walked out from City Clubhouse's revolving door.
Her gait was fast, but Song Qingchun felt like it was far from enough. Her eyes were glued to Cheng Qingchong's feet. When Cheng Qingchong walked to the car and got in, Song Qingchun finally sighed in relief.
Su Zhinian's car started to move slowly. As it got closer to her, Song Qingchun knew Su Zhinian might not even look at her, but she still lowered her head.
After about half a minute, Song Qingchun thought Su Zhinian's car had already left. She slowly raised her head, and to her surprise, she saw his car, which had stopped for some reason.
It was about twenty meters away from her, and she could see him sitting inside through the car window.
Perhaps because the car had started, he had already stopped working. He leaned against the back of the car in an elegant manner, his eyes slightly drooping, exuding his usual noble and indifferent aura.
Actually, when Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's face, she wanted to move her eyes away, but the high fever caused her to be unable to keep up with her thoughts. After a while, she finally managed to turn her head around. However, before she could move her eyes away from his face, he suddenly turned his head around to meet her eyes.
Song Qingchun pressed her lips together and paused again.
Even though she couldn't tell which direction was right now due to the fever, she could still clearly see the faint alienation in his eyes.
Out of the corner of her eye, Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's driver put down his phone and start the engine again.
Their eyes met, and the distance between them grew closer and closer. Just as the front of the car was about to reach her, her vision darkened. Unable to hold on any longer, she fell to the ground.
The pain from falling to the ground caused her to groan in pain. Before she completely fainted, her eyes drifted uncontrollably toward Su Zhinian, who was sitting in the car.
The man looked at the fainted Song Qingchun with a calm expression. In fact, he even slowly moved his gaze away from her.
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