Chapter 793
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The person who answered the phone was a housekeeper. Previously, to avoid Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun would always call home to see if he was home. This time, the housekeeper picked up the phone. Before she could ask whether Su Zhinian was home, the housekeeper told her that Young Master Su was playing chess with the Old Master and asked if she wanted to come home for dinner.
Song Qingchun answered with a "yes" and hung up. She flagged down a taxi and rushed back to the Song family home.
She pushed open the front door, and there was no one in the living room. Song Qingchun went upstairs to change. When she came downstairs, she took a look around the kitchen. When she saw Fang Rou watching the housekeeper prepare dinner, she greeted her and went to the study. As the housekeeper had said, Su Zhinian was playing chess with Song Menghwa.
When Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian, the anger from being locked up at home the night before started to rise again. However, she was in front of Song Menghwa, so she could not vent it out. She could only smile at Song Menghwa and glare viciously at Su Zhinian when Song Menghwa wasn't paying attention. However, when the man met her glare, his face remained expressionless and emotionless.
The calmer Su Zhinian was, the angrier Song Qingchun became. She sneakily raised her leg to kick Su Zhinian under the table.
She used a lot of force, but the man did not seem to feel any pain. He stared at the chessboard, thought about it, and placed the chess piece on the board.
His indifference made her feel as if she had struck cotton with all her might. She had the strength, but she couldn't use it. Instead, it made her even angrier.
Song Qingchun had been looking for a chance to be alone with Su Zhinian, but Su Zhinian seemed to have read her mind. He refused to leave Song Menghwa's side until the housekeeper came to call for dinner. Song Qingchun did not even get a minute to be alone with Su Zhinian.
At the dining table, Song Qingchun sat across from Su Zhinian. She had a stomach full of anger, but she had nowhere to vent it, so she kept up her little tricks like she did in the study. She would either kick him under the table or snatch the food his chopsticks were aiming at when he was picking food for her.
He did not eat much, so he was the first to put down his chopsticks. When Song Qingchun saw that, she followed suit. She thought that once he stood up and left the table, she would follow him out. To her surprise, Su Zhinian sat unmoving in his chair and pulled out his phone to play with it.
As slow as Song Qingchun was, she knew Su Zhinian was trying to avoid being alone with her. She glared angrily at Su Zhinian, who kept his eyes lowered even though he knew she was looking at him. After a while, she pulled out her phone from her pocket, clicked on the message, and started typing furiously.
"Su Zhinian, you bastard!"
Su Zhinian, who sat across from her, heard his phone ring. He glanced at the notification on his phone screen before continuing to browse the internet with an indifferent expression on his face.
Pretend not to see her message? Continue to play with his phone? Song Qingchun bit on her lower lip and typed on the keyboard randomly. She sent a random message and continued typing. As she typed, Su Zhinian's phone started to ring non-stop. Eventually, Su Zhinian had no choice but to lock his phone to silent mode and place it in his pocket.
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