Song Qingchun looked at the director with blank eyes and was stunned for a moment, suddenly understood something, bent his lips and smiled at the director: "I took some medicine, slept a little, and got a lot better, thinking that there was still some work to deal with, I came over." ”

"Then you have to pay attention to rest, and if you don't feel well after waiting for a while, you should go home early from work."

"Thank you, Director."

Song Qingchun waited until the director walked over, and then walked to his office with his bag.

At this time, it was the time of the noon break, many people were lying on the table to take a nap, and occasionally one or two colleagues got up to pour water in the pantry, and when they walked with Song Qingchun, they would say hello to her in a friendly manner.

Tang Nuan sat at her desk, seemingly staring at the computer processing work all the time, but in fact, the corner of her eye had been paying attention to Song Qingchun, until she entered the office and closed the door, she took her attention back.

She brought the bag to her side, opened it, and stared at the small medicine bottle that was quietly placed inside, with a thoughtful expression.

……

Song Qingchun sat on the office chair, first pressed the switch of the computer, and then took the mobile phone out of his pocket, looked for a text message, clicked in, and sure enough, as the director said, he saw the leave text message she sent.

It was distributed at 4:58 a.m.

She was asleep at the time...... So Su Zhinian took her mobile phone to help her take leave?

Since he took advantage of her to fall asleep, left her alone, why did he help her ask for leave, and tell the waiter not to come to give her a bag too early?

His self-contradictory approach, is there her in his heart, or not?

In the splendid suite, Song Qingchun's mood that had taken a lot of effort to calm down became chaotic again.

Just like last night, the two villains in her heart began to fight again.

I was too tired last night, and I took medicine again, and the two villains didn't have a result, but she fell asleep first.

But now, she didn't feel the slightest sleepiness, the two villains fought back and forth in their hearts, and they never came up with a winner, and in the end, they were about to torture her and collapse.

Song Qingchun got up irritably and walked around the office, and just when she was crazy and wanted to pull her hair off, there was a knock on the office door.

Song Qingchun took a deep breath, tried hard to maintain the composure on his face, and sat down on the office chair before he spoke: "Come in." ”

It was her assistant who pushed the door in, who came to report to her the summary of the week's work.

Song Qingchun could still listen to a few words at first, but later, her thoughts drifted to Su Zhinian's body, and she could only hear the assistant chattering non-stop on the side, but she didn't know anything about what she said.

In fact, the assistant did not report to work for a short time, but she felt that it was particularly difficult, and finally when her eyes came into contact with a bouquet of flowers on the desk, she pulled a rose, broke the petals, and silently recited in her heart: He likes me, he doesn't like me, he likes me, he doesn't like me......

…… The last petal is: He doesn't like me.

He doesn't like her, does he? If he liked it, why did he force her to take birth control pills so ruthlessly?

But......

If it was before last night, Song Qingchun would not have this kind of luck mentality.