At that time, she was afraid that Su Zhinian would be too late to get angry, so where would she dare to disobey him?

Seeing his gesture, she immediately pulled out the dining chair opposite him and sat down.

Then it was from that meal, as long as Su Zhinian ate at home, he and she ate together.

But even if Su Zhinian, who is high-minded, has become a little humane in the past few days, Song Qingchun is still a little apprehensive about asking for leave.

The banquet in the south of Qin was booked at eight o'clock in the evening, and after Song Qingchun got off work, he still went back to Su Zhinian's villa as usual.

Song Qingchun went back to the bedroom first, put his bag away, and then walked around the second floor, knowing that Su Zhinian hadn't come back yet.

She took her mobile phone, walked upstairs to downstairs, and walked around the living room several times before she mustered up the courage to dial Su Zhinian's phone.

Song Qingchun listened to the beeps on the phone, his heart tensed, and it rang about three or four times, the phone was connected, and Su Zhinian's elegant and cold voice came: "What's wrong?" ”

Song Qingchun shook the phone vigorously, bit his lower lip and was silent for a moment before he spoke softly: "Mr. Su, I want to tell you something?" ”

"Hmm." Su Zhinian answered lightly on the other end of the phone, and before Song Qingchun could speak again, his voice came lukewarmly: "Wait until I get home." ”

Then the phone was hung up mercilessly.

A phone call has consumed a lot of Song Qingchun's courage, and she definitely doesn't dare to call the second one.

However, Su Zhinian said that he would wait until he went home...... He goes home every day at an irregular time, she has to go out at least eight o'clock, if he comes back at twelve o'clock, Brother Yinan's banquet, she doesn't have to go directly......

Song Qingchun, who didn't dare to call for the second time, bit his fingers and struggled for a while, and then carefully tapped the keyboard and sent a short message to Su Zhinian: "Mr. Su, can I ask you, what time will you be home?" ”

Soon Song Qingchun's mobile phone showed that the text message had been delivered, and Song Qingchun knew that Su Zhinian had seen the text message, and then stared at his mobile phone screen without blinking.

After waiting for about two minutes, Song Qingchun didn't receive a reply from Su Zhinian.

He read the text message, but didn't reply to her, obviously because he didn't want to deal with her......

Song Qingchun suddenly sat on the sofa with some annoyance.

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When Song Qingchun called, Su Zhinian, who had been busy all day, was a little tired and leaning on the back of the car and closing his eyes to recuperate.

When the mobile phone rang, his eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he had been disturbed to rest, and he took out the mobile phone with a little displeasure, and when he saw a few words on the caller ID, his face obviously had a touch of stunned flashing, and the whole person paused for a while before answering.

He originally wanted to ask Song Qingchun what was the matter on the phone, but he looked out the window, but he arrived home in ten minutes, so he simply replied to her again, and then hung up the phone, threw the phone on the seat next to him, and closed his eyes again.

Before a minute had passed, the phone rang with a tinkling sound, it was a text message.

Su Zhinian's eyebrows moved, and he didn't open his eyes to look.

Cheng Qinglian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was already secretly surprised when he heard Su Zhinian's sentence "Wait for me to get home".

In the past, the big boss was simply a workaholic, and she often pulled her to work overtime, but in the past week, she went home on time as soon as she got off work every day.