Chapter 663
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Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Actually, Su Zhinian didn't finish his sentence. He should have added, "I've already talked to him, he will be responsible for your wedding dress first." However, he found himself unable to continue, so he stopped.
How should one describe Song Qingchun's feeling when she heard that?
She felt like laughing for some reason … and it was really funny … Was this man sure he wasn't here to make her suffer?
She had once loved him so passionately, and even now, she still loved him deeply, but she was forced by him to let go and marry someone else … But what about him? He was so kind to help me with my wedding dress …
Song Qingchun really did laugh in the end, but she quickly wiped it away. She turned to look at him, said goodbye, and left without waiting for his reply.
Su Zhinian stood where he was quietly, watching Song Qingchun walk away until she disappeared around the corner. His gaze did not move away from her.
The winter sun was bright but not warm. It passed through the wide glass and quietly hit his face, blurring his expression.
Su Zhinian suddenly stood up to leave at the most crucial moment of the meeting. He needed to use the bathroom.
The whole room waited for him for almost half an hour, but he didn't return. In the end, Cheng Qingchong had no choice but to come out to find Su Zhinian.
Cheng Qingchong had just turned the corner to the bathroom when she saw Su Zhinian standing in the middle of the corridor like a statue.
She paused for a moment before slowly walking toward him in her high heels. When she was about one meter away from him, he recovered, and the first thing he did was lower his eyes.
Even though his reaction was fast, Cheng Qingchong still caught the moisture at the corner of his eyes.
Cheng Qingchong's heart squeezed, and she immediately squatted down where she was.
Su Zhinian slowly raised his eyelids. His eyes were dark and clear, and all the sadness had been buried away in that simple movement.
Cheng Qingchong didn't say anything, and Su Zhinian didn't ask any questions.
The two returned to the conference room one after another. Su Zhinian, who had been spacing out before he left the conference room, was unusually serious when he returned. He ended the meeting quickly and efficiently before leaving Red Garden with Cheng Qingchong.
On the way back to the city, Su Zhinian, who had been silent, told the driver when the car was about to reach Fifth Ring Road, "To the company."
After a pause, Su Zhinian told Cheng Qingchong, "I have something to tell you."
It was already 5: 30 pm when he arrived at the company.
Since it was the weekend, the receptionist was not around, so Cheng Qingchong helped Su Zhinian press the elevator.
When they arrived at the CEO's office, Su Zhinian ordered Cheng Qingchong to pour him a cup of tea before walking into his office.
When Cheng Qingchong pushed open the office door with a cup of hot tea, Su Zhinian was standing before the window, looking at the sunset.
Cheng Qingchong gently placed the teacup on the desk and greeted, "Mr. Su."
Su Zhinian turned away from her and did not react.
Cheng Qingchong was silent.
It was not until the sun had set and the neon lights outside the window lit up one by one that Su Zhinian slowly turned around and walked gracefully to his desk.
He picked up the completely cold tea, raised it to his mouth, and swallowed a mouthful. Then, he put the cup down unhurriedly, and reached out to open a drawer on the left side of his desk.
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