The next day was the weekend, Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun didn't go anywhere, they just nested in the villa, and spent a day quietly.

On Monday, Su Zhinian had a morning meeting, got up early in the morning, and before he went out again, he put a note on the mirror in the bathroom.

Song Qingchun slept until nine o'clock, and then got up slowly, brushing her teeth while holding the note left by Su Zhinian to read.

Her car is restricted today, and Su Zhinian left her a message on the note, saying that on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, the car keys were placed, and the cars were in the underground garage.

He also wrote on the note that there was cash in the first drawer of the bedside table, and he checked her purse, there was not much cash in it, and put some in it for her, not enough to take it himself.

The last one was that breakfast was in the cooler.

Breakfast was bought by Su Zhinian early in the morning, her favorite meat bun, Song Qingchun sat at the dining table, drank a small half bowl of porridge first, and then took a bite of the bun, the bun skin is thin, and the mouth of the fragrant and fresh meat juice flowed all over her mouth, that used to be Song Qingchun's favorite taste, but today, as soon as she smelled the taste of gravy, her stomach turned upside down. Shenwu Hurricane

Song Qingchun squatted in front of the toilet and vomited for a while before stopping.

How strange is that...... Is she having a stomach problem?

Song Qingchun walked upstairs, while holding her mobile phone and glancing at the time, there was only half an hour left before going to work, she shook her head, thinking that when she got off work at night, she went to the pharmacy to buy a box of stomach medicine, so she ran upstairs, took the bag, and went to the underground parking lot, Song Qingchun chose a low-key car in the garage, and hurriedly drove to the company.

Song Qingchun, who hadn't eaten much for breakfast, was hungry and panicked before noon, so she left the company half an hour early and went to the canteen downstairs for lunch.

After being well fed, she was much more comfortable, returned to the office, pulled a chair and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window where the sun just happened, put on a blanket and squinted her eyes and fell asleep.

Song Qingchun, who would inevitably wake up after taking a half-hour lunch break on weekdays, opened his eyes again, it was already two hours later.

Song Qingchun, who had slept for a long time, had a dry mouth, she stood up, stretched her waist, walked to the desk, took the porcelain cup, and walked to the pantry. The Lady Doctor's Song

In the pantry, Tang Nuan was the only one making coffee there.

Song Qingchun stopped at the door of the pantry, and finally walked in.

In the past, when two people met, there would be a battle of words, but now, when two people meet, almost always when the other party is air.

Song Qingchun stood in front of the water dispenser, waiting for the water to heat up, and Tang Nuan stood in front of the coffee machine, waiting for the coffee to be brewed.

Neither of them spoke to anyone, and the atmosphere in the pantry was depressing and stagnant.

Tang Nuan's coffee was brewed first, and the smell of coffee filled the entire pantry.

Coincidentally, Song Qingchun's hot water was also boiled, she took the cup, took half a cup of hot water, and then in the process of bursts of coffee smells wafting into her nose, Song Qingchun's stomach twitched, and she wanted to vomit again.

She hurriedly put the glass aside, covered her mouth, rushed out of the pantry, and turned to the bathroom on the side.

Tang Nuan, who had finished brewing coffee, was just about to leave the pantry with the cup, when he subconsciously stopped and looked sideways at Song Qingchun's steaming cup.