Song Qingchun couldn't help but sigh softly, and then while thinking about how to speak when he went home, he walked forward slowly.

She had something on her mind, and she seemed a little absent-minded, completely unaware of the car, and drove to her side at a very fast speed, and then stopped with an emergency brake.

Su Zhinian got out of the car, threw the car door with his backhand, strode in front of Song Qingchun, stretched out his hand without saying a word, pulled her wrist, and dragged her to his car.

Song Qingchun let out a low snort, only then did she see the person who came clearly, and she subconsciously blurted out his name: "Su Zhinian, what are you doing?" ”

Su Zhinian ignored her words, opened the car door expressionlessly, threw her into the car with one hand, and then closed the car door heavily.

Su Zhinian got into the car, didn't even look at Song Qingchun, stepped on the accelerator directly, and the car slid out smoothly.

The two of them didn't have any conversation, and the atmosphere in the car was a little dull.

Song Qingchun was sitting next to Su Zhinian, and she could clearly feel the crisp aura emanating from him.

Just now he was so ruthless to knock her out of the house, and now he dragged her into the car again...... What exactly does he mean?

Song Qingchun couldn't help but glance at Su Zhinian through the rearview mirror.

The man's right hand was in his pocket, his left hand was casually on the steering wheel, and his handsome face was stunningly handsome, his expression was cold, and his delicate lips were tense, a little unkind.

The car parked back to Su Zhinian's villa.

turned off the car, Su Zhinian ignored Song Qingchun, got out of the car by himself, and entered the house.

Su Zhinian's door was not locked, Song Qingchun couldn't figure out what he meant, and sat in the car for a few seconds before getting out of the car and following into the house.

Su Zhinian sat on the sofa in the luxuriously decorated living room, holding a stack of white paper in his hand.

Although she walked into the room very lightly, as if disturbed by her footsteps, he raised his head slightly, glanced at her with a cold look, and then pointed to the sofa beside him.

Song Qingchun knew that Su Zhinian meant to let herself sit, she hesitated for a moment, walked over, but did not sit.

Su Zhinian stared at the white paper in his hand for about three minutes, then picked up a pen from the side, signed on it, and then threw the contract on the coffee table in front of Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun glanced at Su Zhinian first, then looked down at the papers, only to find that they were the blank documents that he originally gave to Su Zhinian and hired him to be the CEO of Song's enterprise.

In the signature column below, the three big characters of "Su Zhinian" are clearly written.

He signed...... Does this mean that he agreed to take over Song's enterprise?

Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with some incredulity, and there was a slight tremor in his voice: "You...... Agreed? ”

Su Zhinian didn't say anything.

Song Qingchun stretched out his hand to get the document, but before his fingertips touched the document, Su Zhinian suddenly stretched out his hand and held down the document.

Song Qingchun raised his head again and looked at Su Zhinian, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Su Zhinian didn't speak in a hurry, but took the documents away, leaned lazily on the sofa, looked at Song Qingchun's eyes full of doubts, and slowly rose up in a very light voice: "As long as I take over Song's enterprise, no matter what kind of request it is, you can agree?" ”

That's what she had just said to him.

Song Qingchun paused, nodded lightly, and said, "Yes." ”