Chapter 842
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Su Zhinian seemed to have expected her to come so early; he was not surprised at all. After she changed into her slippers, he asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Song Qingchun shook her head.
"There's a new breakfast shop opposite the residential area. The food is not bad, do you want to go there?"
Song Qingchun thought about it and said, "Okay."
Su Zhinian changed his shoes slowly, grabbed the car key, pulled the door open, and walked out with Song Qingchun.
He opened the door for her like a gentleman, and after she was seated, he bent over to help her with the seatbelt.
The breakfast shop was opposite the residential area, and they reached their destination in less than five minutes.
It was Su Zhinian who ordered breakfast. There were two bowls of porridge, four buns, and a crispy carrot.
When they were almost done, Su Zhinian raised his head to look at Song Qingchun and asked, "Can I take the day off?"
Song Qingchun took a sip of the porridge before answering, "Yes."
"Then I'll take you somewhere later?"
Didn't you say you wanted to talk about the baby? Why didn't you mention it? Song Qingchun hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay."
Su Zhinian nodded and did not say anything else. Song Qingchun pulled out her phone to send the Station Manager a message to ask for the day off.
After breakfast, Su Zhinian paid the bill. He did not rush to get Song Qingchun into the car but took a detour to a nearby supermarket to buy a few bottles of water and tossed them on the backseat.
The weather in Beijing was getting warmer, so there was no need to turn on the heater. Song Qingchun sat in the passenger seat and felt the car was stuffy, so she rolled down the window.
The traffic was slightly congested, and the car stopped several times before it cleared up. Song Qingchun looked through the window and realized Su Zhinian was driving her out of the city.
Song Qingchun was curious about where Su Zhinian was taking her. Her lips moved several times, but she chose to remain silent.
Su Zhinian's car drove smoothly. Song Qingchun, who had not slept well the night before, leaned against the seat and closed her eyes.
Su Zhinian glanced at Song Qingchun through the rear-view mirror. He lowered the seat of the car slightly to make her more comfortable.
Song Qingchun opened her eyes blurrily to look at Su Zhinian before drifting off to sleep.
When she woke up, Su Zhinian's car had reached its destination and was slowing down.
Song Qingchun turned to look out the window. Other than an empty iron gate, there was no other sign. She frowned with confusion and turned to look at Su Zhinian. "We're here?"
"We're here." Su Zhinian, who parked the car, pushed the door open and got out first. Then he walked around the front of the car to open the door for Song Qingchun.
After a moment, Song Qingchun unbuckled her seatbelt, grabbed her bag, and got out as well.
Su Zhinian didn't say anything but grabbed Song Qingchun's hand and led her toward the steel door.
There was no doorbell, so Su Zhinian could only raise his hand to shake the iron door twice. After about five minutes, a middle-aged woman ran over to open the door.
Su Zhinian had probably contacted the middle-aged woman beforehand because after he gave her his name, the middle-aged woman enthusiastically led them into the yard.
After they entered, Song, Su Song, Qingchun, and Song, Su, Qingchun, he, Song, and Qingchun, a a a.
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