Song Qingchun didn't care about the waiter's inquiries at all, walked to room 1008, raised his hand without saying a word, and pushed the closed door open.

With almost all her strength, she pushed the door against the wall behind her, making a "bang" sound that disturbed the high atmosphere in the box.

The sound of speech, persuasion, and laughter at the dinner table stopped in an instant.

After being quiet for about a second, he turned his back to the man at the door, scolded "who is so sick" in a grumpy manner, and turned his head.

With his words, the other people at the dinner table also followed to the door of the box.

Only Su Zhinian, who was sitting on the main seat, looked at a classical lady on the wall with a faint face, and did not move quietly.

The waiter who followed Song Qingchun, because he didn't stop her, hurriedly apologized to the unhappy group of people at the dinner table: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's my mistake......"

The waiter said as he tugged at Song Qingchun's sleeve, trying to pull her out, but closed the door by the way.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian's side face for two seconds, shook off the waiter's hand pulling his sleeve, regardless of the various glances cast by the people in the box, walked barefoot towards Su Zhinian. The domineering Hugh is a concubine

"Miss, who are you, how can you stir up other people's situation so silently?" The man who had just scolded the sick man opened his mouth again.

Song Qingchun ignored him at all, stared at Su Zhinian motionlessly, and walked towards the box.

"Waiter, take her out, if it doesn't work, call the security guard......" Another person looked at Song Qingchun's disheveled appearance, afraid that she would rush in and make trouble, so he also opened his mouth.

Su Zhinian, who had been staying out of the way since he was sitting at the dinner table, seemed to notice the strangeness in the box, slowly turned his head, and when he saw Song Qingchun walking towards him, his body subconsciously froze, and after only two seconds, he stood up.

At the dinner table, there were still people who wanted to speak, but when they saw Su Zhinian's move, they shut up and shouted with some confusion: "Mr. Su? ”

Su Zhinian didn't react, and when he touched Song Qingchun's bare feet, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he quickly pulled away the chair behind him, walked around the dining table, and walked towards her. A laid-back little peasant girl

His pace was very fast, three steps and two steps, and he stood in front of her: "On such a cold day, why did you come out without a coat?" ”

The people at the dinner table were stunned for a moment, it turned out that this disheveled and embarrassed woman came to find Mr. Su?

Song Qingchun stared straight at Su Zhinian and didn't say a word.

Su Zhinian saw the redness in her eyes, and her eyebrows tightened a little: "What happened?" Why are you crying? ”

His words made Song Qingchun's eyes instantly flush again, and she tensed the corners of her lips, but she still didn't speak.

Su Zhinian's eyes were flustered for a moment, and then he noticed that her feet were bare, and the toes of her left foot were bright red, and Su Zhinian's tone suddenly became distressed and angry: "Why did you come out without wearing shoes?" ”

She knew that he cared about her, so her tone was so heavy, but her tears fell because he was so fierce.

Ignoring the eyes of so many people around her, she suddenly opened her mouth and scolded him through gritted teeth: "Su Zhinian, you big liar!" ”