"I'll order takeout for you, okay?"

"Would you rather eat Western, Chinese, Japanese, or something else?"

Su Zhinian turned his head and looked at Song Qingchun, who had already taken out her mobile phone and was studying takeaway, with a bright smile on her face, pure black eyes, and brilliance.

Is she so happy because she can go to see Qin Yinan?

"Mr. Su, do you want to eat Chinese food? Cantonese cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Beijing cuisine, which one do you want? ”

"Cantonese food, it's better to eat something light at night......"

Before Song Qingchun's words were finished, Su Zhinian suddenly threw the remote control in his hand on the coffee table, making a crisp sound.

Song Qingchun was so frightened that she immediately closed her mouth, raised her head from her phone, and saw Su Zhinian standing up and walking in front of her.

Did she just say something wrong? Why did his face suddenly become so ugly? He's going to lose his temper again, right?

Song Qingchun thought anxiously in his heart, and smiled softly at Su Zhinian.

There was a bit of flattery and begging in her dark and clear eyes, and there was a faint hint of uneasiness.

Su Zhinian stared at her eyes for a moment, and then looked away lightly, as if suppressing some kind of undulating anger in his chest, staring at a wall lamp in front of him and frowning, and finally didn't say anything after all, just took steps, brushed Song Qingchun's side, and walked towards the stairs.

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"Am I wearing this dress, or am I wearing this dress?"

"Well...... This one isn't bad either......"

"Forget it, it's better to look at the first skirt......"

Su Zhinian sat in the study, listening to Song Qingchun's words in her bedroom while trying on clothes and talking to herself, and couldn't help but knead a document on the desktop into a ball and squeeze it into her palm.

He knew that Song Qingchun would definitely dress himself carefully in order to attend the banquet in the south of Qin, but when Song Qingchun went downstairs, he walked to the balcony like a sadist and glanced at her after being carefully dressed.

She wore a purple long skirt inside, a white cold-proof coat outside, and a pair of high heels of more than ten centimeters under her feet, but her steps were very light.

Although he could only see the side of her face, he could clearly see a smile on her face, as well as delicate makeup.

Su Zhinian held the railing on the balcony hard, restraining his urge to rush downstairs and drag her back, not allowing her to go to the banquet south of Qin.

Before she went out, she had already called a car in advance, and the car was waiting at the door of the villa, she ran all the way, pulled the car door without any hesitation or hesitation, and sat in.

He stood stiffly on the balcony, letting the car drive away until it was gone, a faint sadness crept up between his eyebrows, and his heart fell into the darkest little by little.

She left so unhesitatingly that she didn't even give him a farewell, or even a turnback.

He actually didn't want her to go to the banquet south of Qin at all.

She went, he was unhappy, she stayed, she was unhappy.

If there is only one person between him and her who can be happy, then the person who is destined to be sad can only be him.

I don't know how long I was standing, Su Zhinian heard the phone ringing in the study.

He retracted his gaze, walked back to the study lightly, picked up his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the answer button.