Chapter 720
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That Friday, at 3 pm, Song Qingchun had already finished all her work and left the company early.
When Song Qingchun found the eleven buttons at Su Zhinian's place, she had already planned to have a talk with Su Zhinian, but even after so long, she still couldn't come up with a way to start the conversation.
However, with her previous experience in mind, Song Qingchun decided to be more cautious. Last time, she had brought so much evidence to his company to interrogate him, but she had still been tricked by him. This time, he might still need to find a way to hide it.
Therefore, Song Qingchun decided to go to Su Zhinian's place early to make some preparations.
Song Qingchun didn't drive but took the subway. She arrived at Su Zhinian's bungalow at 3: 50 pm.
Even though Song Qingchun knew it was rude of her to barge into Su Zhinian's house without his permission, she couldn't care less about that at the moment.
The password to his house had not been changed, so she entered his house easily and went up to his bedroom on the second floor.
Actually, Song Qingchun just wanted to give it a try when Su Zhinian was not home, but she really did find an old phone inside his bedroom cupboard.
Song Qingchun switched it on and waited for about a minute before the phone started to vibrate. She clicked on the messages and saw her own phone number in the chat box.
Without hesitation, Song Qingchun clicked on the message, and the last message appeared. "The most beautiful thing is not falling in love with you but meeting you."
Song Qingchun's fingers trembled as she slid her fingers across the screen and started to scroll up.
The messages that he had sent her, the messages that she had replied to him, everything that was on her phone, everything was on this phone …
This means … the feeling that she had was correct. Su Zhinian was the person she had been looking for, the person who had been watching over her silently, the person who had sent her so many messages over the years, the person who had given her warmth when she was at her most desperate, the person who had confessed to her through messages …
Even though she had mentally prepared herself before she came, when the truth was laid bare before her eyes, her emotions still started to fluctuate uncontrollably.
With this phone, Su Zhinian wouldn't be able to find an excuse to brush her off this time, would he?
What she needed to do now was to think carefully about how to talk to him when she saw him later before he returned.
As Song Qingchun consoled herself internally, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, her emotions finally calmed down.
She got up and was about to tidy up the room that she had messed up when she heard the familiar sound of a whistle outside.
She was stunned for a moment before running to the balcony. She saw Su Zhinian's car slowly driving up to the bungalow.
The car stopped, and the driver's door was pushed open. Su Zhinian got out and walked to the front door to key in the password.
It's only 4: 30 pm, why is Su Zhinian back already? Did he not go to the company today?
Song Qingchun was confused. Holding the phone that she had found in Su Zhinian's room, she turned and walked toward the bedroom door.
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