"I'll help you order takeout, will you?"

"Do you want to eat Western food, Chinese food, Japanese food, or something else?"

Su Zhinian turned her head and looked at Song Qingchun, who had taken out her mobile phone and was studying take-out. Her face had a big smile on her face, her pure black eyes, and her glory circulated.

She was so happy and excited because she could see Qin Yinan?

"Mr. Su, do you want to eat Chinese food? Cantonese, Sichuan, Xiang, Beijing, which one do you want?"

"Cantonese food, it's better to have a light meal at night..."

Before Song Qingchun's words were finished, Su Zhinian suddenly threw the remote control on the coffee table with a crisp sound.

Song Qingchun was so scared that she closed her mouth immediately, raised her head from the phone, and saw Su Zhinian stood up and walked in front of her.

Did she just say something wrong? How did his face suddenly become so ugly? Is he going to lose his temper again?

Song Qingchun thought with a deep heart, and smiled softly at Su Zhinian's expression.

In her dark and clear eyes, there was a bit of curiosity and begging, and there was a hint of uneasiness hidden in her.

Su Zhinian stared at her eyes for a moment, and then looked away lightly, as if suppressing some kind of erratic anger in his chest, staring at a wall lamp in front of him frowned, and finally it was still Without saying anything, he took a step, brushed over Song Qingchun's side, and walked towards the stairs.

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"Am I wearing this skirt, or this skirt?"

"Um... this is not bad..."

"Forget it, the first skirt looks better..."

Su Zhinian sat in the study room, listening to Song Qingchun's self-talking words while trying on clothes in her bedroom. She couldn't help but knead a document on the desktop into a group, squeezing it into the palm. .

He knew that Song Qingchun would definitely dress himself up to attend the banquet south of Qin, but when Song Qingchun went downstairs, he walked to the balcony and looked at her after careful dressing.

She wore a purple long skirt inside and a white winter jacket outside. She stepped on a pair of high-heeled shoes with a height of more than ten centimeters, but her pace was very light.

Although he could only see her profile, he still clearly saw the full smile on her face and the delicate makeup.

Su Zhinian held the railing on the balcony forcibly, restrained herself from wanting to rush downstairs, and dragged her back, forbidding her to go to the banquet in the south of Qin.

She had already called the car in advance before going out, and the car was waiting at the door of the villa. She ran all the way and pulled the door open without any hesitation and hesitation, and sat in.

He stood stiffly on the balcony, and let the car go away with his eyes open until there was no trace. His eyes grew up with a touch of sadness, and his heart fell into the darkness with little by little.

She left so unscrupulously, she didn't even give him a farewell or even a turn.

He was actually not willing to let her go to the banquet south of Qin.

She went, he was not happy, she stayed, she was not happy.

If only one person can be happy between him and her, then the one destined to be sad can only be him.

Do not know how long it stood, Su Zhinian heard the phone ringing from the study.

He retracted his gaze, walked back to the study lightly, picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the answer button.