Su Zhinian put down his pen, leaned directly on the office chair, raised his hand, and pinched his somewhat tired eyebrows.

The diary spread out on the table, and on the other page, a whole sheet of paper was densely written.

"On December 20, 2015 (in fact, it was already one o'clock on the 21st), there were stars but no moon.

I finally got home early today, and I received a call from Tingting on the way, and I was very happy, but when I got home, I heard very unhappy words. I didn't want her to see Qin Yinan, but I was afraid that she would be unhappy, so I let her go.

I didn't think about going to the Capital Club, but I thought she was there, so I went anyway.

At first, I regretted coming, but then I was glad I came.

Because she said: From the beginning of reality, I won't like Qin Yinan anymore.

Then, I laughed in front of a room full of people, and after laughing, I felt that I was very selfish.

Knowing the secret five years ago, he made himself unworthy of liking her and not worthy of being with her, but still, selfishly hoped that she wouldn't like others.

I am a selfish to the point of shamelessness.

Many times, I really hate the innate superpowers in myself, because of superpowers, my world has become free of self-deception, only cruel and naked-naked truth.

However, tonight I am glad that I have this superpower, because a very bad thing happened to Tingting tonight, but fortunately, it was finally resolved.

It's just a pity that I couldn't walk up and put a dress on her when I saw her standing by the lake in wet clothes. ”

In the next bedroom, Song Qingchun's whispers came again.

"I want to eat Jinling...... I haven't eaten for a long time, when Song Cheng was in the past, every time I took him to dinner, I went here, but unfortunately Jinling was too expensive, if I ate it, it is estimated that my card will be swiped up...... But I really want to eat it......"

Su Zhinian rubbed his eyebrows and paused.

Do you want to eat Jinling? That's to eat Jinling......

Su Zhinian stretched out his hand, took the mobile phone on the desktop, and made a call to Cheng Qingliang.

Cheng Qingliang was probably woken up from a dream, and his tone was a little confused: "Mr. Su, is there something wrong?" ”

"What's my itinerary for next Monday?"

"Mr. Su, wait a minute." As Cheng Qinglian's words settled, Su Zhinian heard her turn on the computer, and after about a minute, Cheng Qingliang's voice came again: "Are you in Hong Kong next Monday?" ”

Hong Kong? Su Zhinian frowned: "What about Tuesday?" ”

"It's also Hong Kong...... Cheng Qingliang replied, and asked with some doubts: "Mr. Su, have you forgotten?" You're going on a business trip to Hong Kong next Monday and Tuesday, and we've booked a plane ticket for tomorrow night. ”

"Oh." Su Zhinian responded, remembering that there was indeed such a thing, and then paused for a moment and said, "You changed the ticket to tonight, we will fly to Hong Kong tonight, and the ticket back will be booked on Tuesday morning, and I have something to do on Tuesday night." ”

"Okay, Mr. Su."

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Song Qingchun, who slept too late last night and didn't sleep enough, had a little pain in his head, and when he went to work, he was always a little listless.

When he went to the pantry to pour coffee in the afternoon, he heard people chatting, and Song Qingchun knew that Tang Nuan didn't come to work today and asked for sick leave.

I don't know if I was hurt by what happened at the Capital Club last night, or if I was really sick...... Song Qingchun took a sip of coffee and left without caring about himself.