Chapter 758
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Song Qingchun walked forward with confusion. The door to the dining room was open, and she saw Su Zhinian standing inside with his head lowered, retrieving pills from a white bottle.
The pills fell into his palm, and without counting, he popped them into his mouth. Then, he reached for the glass of water before him and swallowed them whole.
Due to the distance, Song Qingchun could not read the words on the bottle. However, when Su Zhinian raised his hand to stuff the pills into his mouth, she did catch a glimpse of the small mountain of pills in his palm.
What kind of medicine is he taking? Why is he taking so many?
Song Qingchun frowned slightly before walking into the dining room.
Su Zhinian, who sensed the movement, instinctively turned toward the door. When he saw Song Qingchun, a flash of panic crossed his eyes, but it was soon suppressed. His eyes returned to their usual calmness and indifference. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "You're still awake?"
Song Qingchun replied with a "hmm" as her gaze fell on Su Zhinian's hand that was holding the bottle.
Su Zhinian's fingers trembled under Song Qingchun's gaze. His palm moved slightly to cover up the white bottle. Then, he cleared his throat like he was trying to hide something and asked, "Do … do you want some water?"
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Song Qingchun couldn't help but glance at Su Zhinian's face again. His expression was calm and collected, but for some reason, she felt there was something off about him, but she couldn't pinpoint what was so off about him.
Noticing her lack of reaction, Su Zhinian poured her a glass of warm water and passed it to her.
"Thank you." When Song Qingchun accepted the glass, she glanced at Su Zhinian's hand that was holding the bottle. Then, as she took a sip of the water, she asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Why are you taking so many pills? "
"Hmm … I have the flu …" Su Zhinian explained before pointing upstairs. "I'm going up now, I have to wake up early tomorrow."
Song Qingchun nodded, swallowed the water in her mouth, and said, "Good night."
"… Good night …" Su Zhinian brushed past Song Qingchun's shoulder and left the restaurant.
The room was quiet, and Su Zhinian's footsteps were exceptionally clear. Every step seemed to land on Song Qingchun's heart, causing it to feel heavy.
Song Qingchun had slept late the night before, so she woke up later than usual the next day. She had a meeting that morning, so Song Qingchun washed up quickly, grabbed her bag, and ran downstairs.
Su Zhinian was still there. He was having breakfast with Song Menghwa.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 The breakfast was sumptuous, but due to time constraints, Song Qingchun was not in the mood to savor it. She finished a bowl of porridge and was about to stand up to say goodbye when Su Zhinian suddenly pulled out a document from behind him and pushed it toward her.
Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with surprise, and her butt that had just left the chair slowly slid back down.
Su Zhinian, who sensed her confusion, had no intention of explaining. He pulled out a pen from his pocket, placed it on the document, and said, "Sign it."
Sign? Sign what?
Song Qingchun flipped the document open, and she realized it was a transfer of ST Empire's shares and several prime real estate in Beijing.
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