Cheng Qinglian was stunned for a moment, only to know that Song Qingchun had agreed to his proposal to go to the café just now, and immediately laughed and said, "Yes." ”

Then Cheng Qingliang added: "Thank you." ”

Song Qingchun drooped his eyelids, didn't speak, still had that lukewarm look on his face, closed the iron door, and took the lead in turning and walking towards the gate of the community.

The distance between Song Qingchun and Cheng Qingliang was about two meters away, and the two of them were silent thinking about their own thoughts along the way, and neither of them took the initiative to speak to anyone.

Song Qingchun lives nearby, and the boss of Man Coffee knows her, sees her coming, and personally comes forward to entertain: "Miss Song, why did you come here so late?" ”

"Something." Song Qingchun smiled lightly and casually found a seat to sit down.

Cheng Qinglian sat in front of her.

Song Qingchun didn't say a word, he drew the menu from the side, handed it to Cheng Qinglian, and then turned to the boss and said, "I'm still the same as before......"

Before Song Qingchun came out, the boss took a brush and wrote: "Vanilla coffee." "The acting master of Korean entertainment

Cheng Qingliang chose a cup of "lemon grapefruit tea", and the boss said "wait a minute" and went back to the bar.

Because it was getting late, and the neighborhood was full of residential areas, there were few customers in the café, which seemed to be particularly quiet, only Eason Chan's low and magnetic singing voice, lingering in a low voice.

Song Qingchun saw that Cheng Qingli didn't mean to speak, and he was not in a hurry, staring at a mural not far away, slightly shaking.

And Cheng Qinglian, who was sitting opposite her, looked directly at her side face and was also pondering.

It wasn't until the boss brought the coffee and grapefruit tea that Song Qingchun took his eyes back, slowly stirred the coffee with a spoon, then picked it up, took a sip, put it down, stared at Cheng Qinglian, and spoke: "Miss Cheng, what do you want to say to me?" ”

The lemon grapefruit tea was raised to Cheng Qingqing's mouth, and after hearing Song Qingchun's words, she didn't drink it, but put it back on the table, smiled, and then said, "Miss Song, I'm really sorry, it's so late, I'm here to disturb you." ”

Song Qingchun tugged at the corners of his lips, he really didn't want to say that it didn't matter, and he didn't say that it didn't matter, after all, it was because it was really related, she was Su Zhinian's secretary, and she didn't have much personal relationship with her except for Su Zhinian. Super killer

The two of them were quiet for a moment, and Cheng Qingliang spoke again and cut to the topic: "Miss Song, I heard that you are going to marry Mr. Qin on the ninth of next month?" ”

Three days ago, Su Zhinian had just asked her this question, and three days later, his secretary came over and asked the same question.

Song Qingchun was in a trance for a moment, and then nodded lightly, just like the thought of reviving in the Red Garden that day, he said "um".

Cheng Qingliang really thought about it for a long time before he came to find Song Qingchun.

She knew that Su Zhinian didn't like others to interfere in his private affairs with their own feelings.

She also knew that as soon as she came to Miss Song like this, it was very likely that she would leave Su's Enterprise next.

Over the years, she has stayed by his side and has always acted cautiously, because she is afraid that she will touch his minefield and be driven away by him.

However, now, she really can't care so much, during this time, she has witnessed how bad he is, and even now he has to leave alone with scars.