Chapter 672
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Cheng Qingchong was stunned for a moment before realizing that Song Qingchun had agreed to her suggestion to go to the café. She smiled and said, "Sure."
Then Cheng Qingchong added, "Thank you."
Song Qingchun lowered her eyelids, but she didn't say anything. Her face was still expressionless as she closed the iron gate and walked toward the residential area entrance.
Song Qingchun and Cheng Qingchong were about two meters apart. Along the way, both of them were deep in thought, and neither of them initiated a conversation.
Song Qingchun lived nearby, so the owner of the coffee shop recognized her. When he saw her, he personally went to greet her. "Miss Song, what brings you here so late at night?"
"Something came up." Song Qingchun smiled thinly and found a random seat to sit down.
Cheng Qingchong sat down before her.
Song Qingchun didn't say a word as she pulled out the menu from the side and passed it to Cheng Qingchong. Then, she turned to tell the owner, "Same as before …"
Before Song Qingchun could finish her sentence, the owner picked up the pen and started writing. "Vanilla coffee."
Cheng Qingchong chose a glass of 'lemon and grapefruit tea', and the owner said, "Wait a minute," before returning to the counter.
Since it was already late, and the area was a residential area, there were very few customers at the coffee shop. The atmosphere was quiet, and only Eason Chan's magnetic voice could be heard.
Song Qingchun noticed Cheng Qingchong had no intention of saying anything, so she didn't hurry. She stared at a painting not far away, and her mind wandered.
Cheng Qingchong, who sat across from her, stared at the side of her face, deep in thought.
It was not until the boss served the tea and coffee that Song Qingchun pulled her gaze away. She used the spoon to stir the coffee slowly before picking it up to take a sip. When she put it down, she stared at Cheng Qingchong and asked, "Miss Cheng, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Cheng Qingchong raised the glass of grapefruit tea to her lips, but when she heard Song Qingchun, she didn't drink it. Instead, she placed it back on the table and smiled. "Miss Song, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late at night."
Song Qingchun's lips twitched. She really didn't want to say it was fine, but she didn't. After all, she was Su Zhinian's secretary, and other than Su Zhinian, she didn't have much of a personal relationship with her.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Qingchong cut to the chase. "Miss Song, I heard you're getting married to Mr. Qin on the 9th of next month?"
Three days ago, Su Zhinian had asked her the same question, and three days later, his secretary had come to ask her the same question.
Song Qingchun was dazed for a moment before nodding. Just like how she had replied to Su Zhinian at the Red Garden, she replied with a "hmm".
Cheng Qingchong really thought about it for a long time before she came to find Song Qingchun.
She knew Su Zhinian hated it when people interfered with his personal life.
She also knew that if she came to find Miss Song, it was very likely that she would resign from the ST Enterprise.
All these years, she had stayed by his side, and she had been very careful because she was afraid that she would accidentally step on his minefield and be chased away.
But now, she really couldn't care so much. During this period of time, she had personally witnessed how bad he had been. Even now, he was going to leave alone with a body full of scars.
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