Cheng Qinglian thought of the three things that Su Zhinian had told him to do for him - all of them were about Miss Song.

It's just that Cheng Qinglian's words haven't been spoken yet, and Song Qingchun, who has been standing silently listening to her, suddenly reacted violently and shook off her wrist and quickly ran towards the door of the café.

When Cheng Qinglian quieted down in Song Qingchun, the force of grabbing her wrist slowly slowed down.

Song Qingchun's sudden move made Cheng Qinglian not have any defenses at all, so Cheng Qinglian, who focused all his attention on words, was thrown so hard by Song Qingchun, and the whole person took several steps back.

Cheng Qinglian wore a pair of stiletto heels, bumped into the chair behind him, didn't stand firmly, and accidentally fell to the ground.

By the time she was helped up by the kind waiter, Song Qingchun had already run out of the café.

She didn't care about the pain in her ankle at all, and limped out, but on both sides of the road, there was an empty space, and Song Qingchun had long since disappeared.

Cheng Qinglian took out her mobile phone and dialed a call to Song Qingchun, and as soon as she connected it, she was hung up, and when she called again, it was the voice of the busy line.

Cheng Qingliang knew that she was blacklisted by Song Qingchun.

She told her so much, but it still didn't touch her heart after all? Does she still insist on marrying Mr. Qin?

Or, was she shocked by what she said?

Perhaps, she shouldn't force her to be so urgent, she should give her some time to digest, after all, there is still a week before Mr. Su leaves......

Cheng Qinglian thought quietly for a moment, walked to the side of the road, flagged down a taxi, and left.

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It wasn't until the taxi that Cheng Qinglian was taking disappeared that Song Qingchun walked out of a pitch-black alley next to the café.

She stood on the side of the road for a long time before slowly turning around and returning home.

Back in the bedroom, she changed her pajamas, turned off the lights and went to bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

A series of reactions, as plain as water, as if the process was not green at all.

Song Qingchun not only looked like nothing had happened this night, but even the next day, she was still like this, getting up on time, washing up and going downstairs, going to the company after breakfast, and going to the hospital to accompany Song Menghua after finishing work.

However, Qin Yinan, who was careful, still found that Song Qingchun would always suddenly settle down in the past two days.

For example, when I was sitting in the car, I was chatting with him, and I looked out the window of the car and was stunned.

Another example is to tell her to eat something one second, and the next second she stares silently at the snow-white wall.

There was even a time when she went to wash her hands and didn't come out for twenty minutes, the door of the bathroom was not closed, and when Qin Yinan went to call her, he saw her putting her hands on the faucet and staring directly at herself in the mirror.

However, when Song Qingchun was in a daze, the expression on his face was the same, indifferent and calm, without grief or joy, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was not thinking about anything.

As Song Qingchun's marriage got closer and closer, Song Menghua, who was in stable condition, also began to go through the discharge procedures.

The first day of Song Menghua's discharge from the hospital happened to be a weekend, and Song Qingchun, who was not at work, sorted out the things he brought here during the period of hospitalization in the ward.

PS: If you find that the first two chapters are duplicated, please go to the book city and pull the content again!