Chapter 662
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Perhaps Su Zhinian happened to see her back when he raised his head and called her name because he wasn't sure if it was her, or he himself was hesitant to speak to her, there was a trace of suspicion in his voice.
Song Qingchun stopped moving instinctively. She did not turn around, but her hands that gripped the hem of her dress tightened uncontrollably.
Why is he calling me? I have nothing to do with him anymore, right?
Song Qingchun's lips stretched into a thin line. She was about to turn and walk away when Su Zhinian, who was standing not far behind her, called her name again. Then he strode toward her to block her way. "It's really you …"
Song Qingchun was momentarily at a loss for words to respond to his casual tone.
Su Zhinian, who had always been a man of few words, stared at her beautiful bridal make-up for a while before asking even though he already knew the answer, "Are you here for the wedding photos?"
Song Qingchun hid the expression on her face and nodded slightly. She replied with a soft "hmm."
Su Zhinian didn't say anything else, but his eyes were still glued to her.
When he first arrived at Red Garden, he had seen her from afar. In the wedding dress, she was so beautiful that it made his heart ache. Now that he looked at her up close, she was even more beautiful.
Su Zhinian's fingers that gripped his phone tightened. He cleared his throat and forced himself to move his gaze away before asking the usual question. "Is the wedding ready?"
"Hmm …" Song Qingchun replied with another "hmm." After a while, she added, "… Everything is ready."
"Oh." Su Zhinian's eyes drifted to the window beside him. He stared at the withered grass outside, and his gaze was unfocused.
Song Qingchun stood there for a while. Seeing as he didn't seem to have any intention to say anything, she was about to say goodbye when Su Zhinian suddenly said in a tone that sounded like he was talking to himself, "Wedding on the ninth of next month?"
Song Qingchun nodded again. This time, she was much more natural than before, like she had run into an old friend. She flashed a distant smile and said, "Yes, you've received the invitation, right? On that day, if you have time, you are welcome to come. "
Seeing Song Qingchun smile, Su Zhinian smiled back and replied in the tone of a normal friend, "Of course."
This time, Song Qingchun did not wait for Su Zhinian to say anything and said directly, "I'll be going first."
"Okay." Su Zhinian nodded stiffly and moved his body away from Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun had no intention of staying. She picked up the hem of her dress and walked away. When she passed him, he suddenly said, "Oh, right …"
Song Qingchun did not say anything but turned around to look at Su Zhinian.
Su Zhinian did not dare look her in the eye. With his eyes lowered, he pulled out his phone and sent a phone number to her. Then, with his eyes lowered, he explained in a light tone, "Two days ago, when I was having dinner with my mother, she said you would contact Tony again. Coincidentally, I know one of his friends, so I've already talked to him. I've sent his number to you, so you can contact him directly."
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