Chapter 642: Let's Get Married (2)

She was in the hospital, but she didn't go to the doctor.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Song Menghua woke up, and the caretaker came in and delivered breakfast.

Song Qingchun, who was top-heavy and tired, held on to her spirits and had breakfast with Song Menghua, and when her sister-in-law Fang Rou arrived, she packed up her things and left the hospital.

Song Qingchun went back to Song's house first, she took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and when she went downstairs to go to work, it was dark in front of her, and the whole person almost rolled down the stairs, but fortunately she grabbed the handrail in time.

Song Qingchun slowed down for a long time, and then slowly walked downstairs, she wanted to drive to the company, thinking that she was so uncomfortable now, she simply put the car key at the entrance, put the pair of high heels she was going to wear back into the shoe cabinet, and then changed into a pair of flat shoes that were comfortable to walk on.

Song Qingchun walked out of the house, and while walking towards the door of the community, he called a taxi with his mobile phone.

During the morning rush hour, the road was a little congested, and although the taxi was a little close to her, Song Qingchun still waited at the gate of the community for a few minutes before waiting for the car she called.

When the car was halfway through, Song Qingchun received a call from the director, so she temporarily changed the location to "Beijing Club".

Song Qingchun endured the cold sweat that kept pouring out, took the things that the director asked her to take at the "Beijing Club", and then supported her soft legs, walked to the side of the road, leaned on the street lamp, and waited for the taxi.

"Capital Club" is located near the Forbidden City, there are few taxis, Song Qingchun took his mobile phone and called a car for a long time, and also waited for a taxi, but waited for Su Zhinian.

He seemed to have something to do with the Beijing Club, and the car happened to slowly stop in front of her.

Song Qingchun, who was extremely uncomfortable, didn't notice Su Zhinian's car at first, she was holding her mobile phone and trying to call a special car, and then she heard a sound of the door closing, followed by the clatter of high heels walking, and then the sound of high heels stopped, and Cheng Qingliang's voice came: "Miss Song? ”

Song Qingchun heard Cheng Qinglian's voice, hung his head and was quiet for a moment before slowly raising his head.

"It's really you......" Cheng Qinglian smiled at her and greeted her politely and friendly: "Miss Song, what a coincidence." ”

"It's a coincidence." Song Qingchun reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips.

"Is Miss Song here also to handle official business?"

"Well, yes."

"Then Miss Song, you are busy, I still have something to do, go in first."

Song Qingchun nodded and did not speak.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." When Cheng Qingli walked away, Song Qingchun lowered his eyelids and stared at the phone screen again.

After about half a minute, as if she realized something, she slowly raised her eyelids at the street in front of her.

Su Zhinian's favorite car on weekdays jumped into her eyes little by little.

Through the glass window of the car door, she saw Su Zhinian sitting in the back seat with an elegant temperament and leather shoes, hanging his head slightly, staring at the computer on his lap and busy.

It's just that just a dozen hours later, Song Qingchun met Su Zhinian again, and he actually had the illusion of being in a trance.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian for a moment, and quickly withdrew her senses, as if she hadn't seen anything, she lowered her head quietly, stuffed her phone into her bag, turned around, and walked forward.