She was wondering how the big boss suddenly turned. Now, through the rearview mirror, when she saw Su Zhinian's cell phone texting the name of a person who was "hidden in memories", she knew everything instantly.

Sure enough, she guessed right. The person hidden in the memories is the sweetheart of the big boss, and she still lives in the big boss's home...

While Cheng Qingcong was thinking wildly, she saw Su Zhinian picked up her cell phone, probably reading the text message. He even stared at it for a long time, and there was a touch between his eyebrows and it was not easy to perceive warmth.

She just saw the content of the message, a very common sentence: "Mr. Su, can I ask you, when will I get home?"

You can tell from the words "Mr. Su" and "You" that the girl who texted him was not close to him or even alienated.

If it is anyone, seeing the person he likes talking to himself in this way, will his heart be sad? But why did she see a little contentment from the big boss?

How much do you love someone, or how much does the person you love despise, so that you can be a treasure when you receive an ordinary text message?

The car has entered the community, and within a minute, you can reach Su Zhinian's villa.

However, Su Zhinian, who had returned to God, still tapped two words on the keyboard and sent it over.

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While Song Qingzhen was hesitant to make a phone call to Su Zhinian if she was not afraid of death, her mobile phone even rang a text message reminder. She quickly picked up her phone and saw the text message from Su Zhinian: "immediately."

Almost immediately after Song Qingchun finished reading these two words, she heard the sound of the car outside.

Song Qingchun stood up subconsciously and saw Su Zhinian getting off the car through the window.

"It's really fast enough..." Song Qingchun whispered quietly and ran quickly to the door.

Su Zhinian, who had just stepped on the steps, heard Song Qingchun's phrase "It's really fast enough..." and couldn't help but laugh.

It was only a minute before the expression on his face was maintained that the door of the house was opened by Song Qingchun.

Su Zhinian's face immediately returned to his usual indifference. He glanced at Song Qingchuncancan's smile lightly, and faced her, "Mr. Su, are you back?" house.

Song Qingqing diligently waited for Su Zhinian to change his shoes and helped him hang his coat on the hanger. When he was about to ask him what to drink, Su Zhinian threw a sentence: "Say, what's the matter?"

Then the man sat on the sofa indifferently, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Song Qingchun stood still, staring at Su Zhinian's profile on the TV, watching for a moment, and then whispered, "Mr. Su, I want to take a leave."

Su Zhinian's eyes were still on the TV. His hand kept pressing the remote control. About seven or eight stations changed, before moving his lips: "Time, place, reason."

He asked what did this do in detail? Isn't it a primary school student who writes a leave?

Song Qingchun whispered in the bottom of his heart, and said it honestly: "At eight o'clock tonight, at the Beijing Club, South Brother returned to Beijing to hold a banquet."

Enan... Su Zhinian stopped listening to these three words by pressing the remote control.