The one who answered the phone was a little nanny, because before, in order to avoid Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun would always call home and ask if he was there, which led to the little nanny answering the phone this time, and she didn't ask Su Zhinian if she was at home, the little nanny told her first that Young Master Su was playing chess with the old gentleman at home, and asked her if she wanted to come back for dinner?

Song Qingchun replied with a "yes", hung up the phone, she stopped a taxi, and went straight back to Song's house.

Pushing open the door, there was no one in the living room, Song Qingchun went upstairs first to change into a home clothes, and when he came down, he went to the kitchen for a walk, and saw Fang Rou watching the nanny make dinner, she said hello and went to the study, as the little nanny said, Su Zhinian was playing chess with Song Menghua.

As soon as Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's anger at home last night, she came up slowly, but in front of Song Menghua, she couldn't vent, she could only be coquettish with Song Menghua with a smile, and when Song Menghua was not paying attention, she glared at Su Zhinian viciously, but when the man came into contact with her fierce gaze, the expression on his face was indifferent without any emotional fluctuations.

The more calm Su Zhinian became, the more annoyed Song Qingchun became, she secretly raised her foot under the table, and kicked at Su Zhinian. My Yin Girlfriend

She used a lot of force, but the man stared at the chessboard as if he didn't feel pain, pondered for a moment, and then landed the chess piece steadily.

His indifference gave her a feeling of smashing cotton with all her strength, but she couldn't use it, but it made her even more angry.

Song Qingchun has always wanted to find an opportunity with only Su Zhinian and her, but Su Zhinian seemed to have insight into her thoughts, and did not leave Song Menghua's side for half a step at all, until finally the nanny came over and shouted for dinner, Song Qingchun didn't even find a chance to be alone with Su Zhinian for a minute.

At the dinner table, Song Qingchun sat opposite Su Zhinian, holding back the fire but having nowhere to vent, she kept making small movements as in the study, either kicking him hard under the dining table, or snatching the things he aimed at with chopsticks when he was picking up vegetables.

He didn't eat much, he put down the chopsticks first, Song Qingchun saw him put down the chopsticks, and also put down the chopsticks, thinking that as long as he got up and left the table, she would follow him out, who knew that Su Zhinian sat on the dining chair without moving, took out his mobile phone and played.