Chapter 98
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Su Zhinian's bedroom was huge. The light from the corridor only reached the door; it was completely dark inside.
Su Zhinian's whole body was hidden in the darkness, so Song Qingchun could not see his expression clearly. However, through the outline of his face, she could make out that he was looking out the window, like he was spacing out.
Song Qingchun waited for a while, and when she realized Su Zhinian did not say anything, she added, "Mr. Su, I'll come upstairs to clean this up."
The only reply she got was silence.
This time, Song Qingchun did not stop and rushed toward the door.
Song Qingchun was in a hurry, and the room was dark. She did not pay attention to where she was walking. When she walked past the bed, she tripped on something on the floor, and with a yelp, she fell forward without warning.
Su Zhinian sat up immediately when he heard Song Qingchun's scream. He reached out to grab Song Qingchun's wrist, and to prevent her from falling, he even applied some force to his side.
Perhaps due to the sudden speed, Song Qingchun lost her balance. Her body, which was moving forward, was pulled to the left by the man's force, and she fell into his arms. Her head happened to rest on his arm.
Su Zhinian's body tensed like he had been electrocuted, and even his breathing stopped.
Song Qingchun was dazed for a moment before raising her head. Using the dim light from the corridor, Song Qingchun could see the perfect contours of Su Zhinian's face. She was startled, and Su Zhinian's eyes turned toward her. Without warning, their eyes met.
He was standing against the light, so she could not see his eyes clearly, but she could feel the heat of his gaze.
Even though both of them were wearing clothes, she could still feel the length and sturdiness of his body. She could feel the warmth of his body around her, and every breath she took was filled with the light scent of his body. Her heart skipped a beat.
Song Qingchun could clearly feel the man's normally light breathing become hurried, and it was exceptionally loud in the quiet room.
Song Qingchun's heart was disturbed by the sound of Su Zhinian's breathing, and it started to race.
Time seemed to have stopped at that moment. After who knew how long, Song Qingchun blinked lightly. After her eyes had gotten used to the darkness, she realized something was wrong with Su Zhinian's face.
She narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to Su Zhinian's face.
Her gentle breath blew on his face, stimulating the swelling impulse in his body and making it surge even more violently.
Su Zhinian took a deep breath and was about to close his eyes when he read Song Qingchun's thoughts. Why is his face so swollen? It looks like a palm print?
Su Zhinian's body froze, and his eyelids flew open.
Was he beaten by someone? Was that why he was wearing a hoodie to cover his face?
As the thought appeared in Song Qingchun's mind, her voice came weakly. "Mr. … Mr. Su, you got into a fight …"
Before Song Qingchun could finish, she was pushed out of Su Zhinian's embrace.
"Get out!"
Song Qingchun, who was almost pushed off the bed by Su Zhinian, puffed up her cheeks in anger. Without another word, she crawled off the bed and dashed out of the bedroom.
Song Qingchun ran down the stairs and sighed in relief.
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