She was originally wondering why the big boss suddenly changed sex, but now when she saw through the rearview mirror and saw that the name of the person who sent a text message on Su Zhinian's mobile phone turned out to be "the person hidden in the memory", she instantly understood everything.

She really guessed correctly, the person hidden in the memories is the big boss's sweetheart, and she still lives in the big boss's house......

Just as Cheng Qinglian was thinking wildly, she saw Su Zhinian pick up the phone, probably looking at the text message, he stared at it for a long time, and there was a touch between his eyebrows and eyes that was not easy for people to perceive.

The content of that text message, she had just seen, was a very ordinary sentence: "Mr. Su, can I ask you, what time will you be home?" ”

From the words "Mr. Su" and "you", it can be seen that the girl who texted him was not close to him, and even a little distant.

If it's anyone, it's sad to see someone you like talking to you in this way, right? But why did she see a touch of contentment from the big boss?

How much does this have to love someone, or how much the person who is loved doesn't pay attention to it, so that when she receives an ordinary text message, she can be regarded as a treasure?

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

But Su Zhinian, who came back to his senses, still lightly typed two words on the keyboard and sent them over.

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Just when Song Qingchun was hesitating whether she should call Su Zhinian without fear of death, her mobile phone rang a text message reminder, she hurriedly picked up her mobile phone and saw that it was a text message from Su Zhinian: "Immediately." ”

Almost as soon as Song Qingchun finished reading these two words, she heard the sound of a car outside the house.

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

"It's really right away......" Song Qingchun muttered quietly, and quickly ran to the door.

Su Zhinian, who had just stepped on the steps, couldn't help but laugh a little when he heard Song Qingchun's sentence "It's really right ......away".

It's just that the look on his face lasted less than a minute before the door was opened by Song Qingchun.

Su Zhinian's face immediately returned to its usual coldness, he glanced at Song Qingchun's bright smile faintly, and faced her, "Mr. Su, are you back?" Without giving any reaction, he stepped into the house.

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

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

Song Qingchun stood quietly aside, staring at Su Zhinian's side face looking at the TV, looked at it for a moment, and then whispered, "Mr. Su, I want to ask for a leave." ”

Su Zhinian's gaze was still on the TV, his hand kept pressing the remote control, and he changed about seven or eight channels before he moved his lips: "Time, place, reason." ”

He asked what was this detailed for? Isn't it a primary school student writing a leave note?

Song Qingchun muttered in his heart, but he still honestly told the whole story: "At eight o'clock tonight, at the Beijing Club, Brother Yinan went back to Beijing to hold a banquet. ”

Brother ...... South When Su Zhinian heard these three words, he stopped according to the action of the remote control.