"She is Song Cheng's sister." Don Nuo, who had been indifferent and didn't speak, suddenly threw out such a sentence.

"Song Cheng? Three months ago, the CEO of Song's enterprise who committed suicide by jumping off a building? His sister, the daughter of the Song family? ”

"No wonder I think she looks familiar, she's a reporter for TW Radio, right? I've been on TV a few times, what's it called......"

"Song Qingchun......" Tang Nuo opened his mouth again, he touched a card, but did not look at the card, but lowered his eyebrows, his fingertips groped for the cards, as if he was thinking about something in the past, after a while, he said in a low voice: "You just now, aren't you all asking, what is the relationship between Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian?" ”

Don Nuo casually played a card, raised his eyebrows and spoke, and his voice was very low: "Actually, they have nothing to do with each other...... If you have to press the above relationship, that is, Song Qingchun is probably the only woman in this world, from before to now, who has approached and entered the world of Su Zhinian. ”

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When Su Zhinian came out of the box, he took the opportunity to close the door, and he didn't even look at Song Qingchun, so he walked along the corridor covered with heavy carpet in the "golden splendor" and rushed inside.

The corridor was very quiet, Song Qingchun followed behind Su Zhinian step by step, the two of them didn't talk much, and occasionally there was a faint cheer, coming from the box with excellent sound insulation.

It was not until he reached the end of the corridor that Su Zhinian stopped, he took out a card from his pocket, swiped it, and then pushed the door open, still ignoring Song Qingchun, who was following him, and directly opened the door and walked into the house.

Song Qingchun stood at the door and saw Su Zhinian walk to the bar and pour a glass of water, then sit on the sofa with a glass of water and an elegant posture.

She didn't follow up, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry, as if he was very patient, sitting there, drinking slowly.

Su Zhinian obviously didn't say anything or do anything, but Song Qingchun clearly felt that he had a powerful aura, which was pressing straight out of his body, oppressing her, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her feet standing at the door were like being filled with lead, sinking so badly that even a thought of turning around and running away appeared in her heart.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian, hesitated for a while, and finally took a step and walked into the house.

She closed the door and approached Su Zhinian step by step, her steps were very slow, and the speed of her heartbeat was a little unbearable.

She didn't know what she was going to face next, but there was no way, whether it was a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, she had to grit her teeth and bear it.

Song Qingchun stopped at a seat about one meter away from Su Zhinian, her hand subconsciously clenched into a fist, she looked at him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, just wanted to speak, casually as if she thought of something, silently changed her mouth in the bottom of her heart, and shouted not "Su Zhinian", but: "Mr. Su." ”

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes slightly, and the water cup in his hand suddenly fell towards Song Qingchun's feet.

His force was so great that the glass shattered into slag and splattered everywhere.

With the sound of glass breaking, Su Zhinian also opened his mouth, and there was a trace of coldness in his voice: "Song Qingchun, you are really bold enough!" ”

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