Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

She took out her mobile phone and glanced at it. There were several missed calls. One of them was from Su Zhinian. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

At that time, it was almost the time when Qin Yinan collapsed to save her.

At that time, all her thoughts were on Qin Yinan, and she didn't notice the phone ringing at all.

Su Zhinian never called her, especially since the last time he was drunk and was almost strong-after she fell asleep, the two people had always been light, and there was no intersection, he suddenly called her, yes Is there anything important?

Song Qingchun hesitated for a moment, but still called Su Zhinian a call, there were a lot of sounds, and no one answered.

Song Qingchun frowned lightly, held the phone in front of him, and when he hung up the phone, glanced at the top of the time, and found that it was more than nine o'clock, Song Qingchun's heart suddenly froze, the man said Yes, if she fails to meet the conditions he proposed, he will let Song's enterprise disappear completely!

She must go to Su Zhinian's house at seven o'clock. Because of Qin Yinan, she completely forgot the time and did not call Su Zhinian to ask for leave. Now he does not answer her phone...

Song Qingchun thought more and was more shocked. While expecting that Su Zhinian had not returned home tonight, she hurried to the hospital door and stopped a taxi.

Song Qingchun paid the fare and got off.

Before entering the courtyard of the villa, Song Qingchun walked to the distance and glanced at the second floor of the villa. The black paint did not light a lamp. Her heart was finally settled. Fortunately, Su Zhinian I haven't been home yet.

Song Qingchun trot all the way to the door of the house, entered the password, opened the door and walked in. First he reached out and pressed the switch on the side. The large crystal lamp on the first floor of the villa lit up instantly, and the whole interior was bright.

The heat in the room was a little heavy. Song Qingchun took off his coat first, before bending down and taking a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet.

After passing through the entrance, Song Qingchun walked towards the restaurant. Before two steps, she saw Su Zhinian sitting on the sofa. She was terrified, and the whole person stayed in place.

Su Zhinian was at home? But why is he sitting on the sofa with the lamp black? Did he deliberately wait for her to come back and settle accounts with her?

Song Qingchun’s heart beat extremely fast. She didn’t dare to take a look at Su Zhinian. She just stood still with her head still. After waiting for a while, she didn’t wait for Su Zhinian to speak.

His silent silence caused her to climb back into a chill. She swallowed a spit in a subconscious way, and admitted that she was wrong: "Mr. Su, I'm sorry, I'm late..."

She responded to the quietness of the room.

The pressure at the bottom of Song Qingchun's heart was even greater. She even stretched her breath and spoke again, with a slight tremor: "I promise this is the first and last time..."

"Mr. Su, I really knew it was wrong this time. I didn't come back late on purpose."

Song Qingchun said several words one after another, but she couldn't get a response from Su Zhinian. She couldn't help raising her eyelids quietly and looked at Su Zhinian, only to find that the man was almost paralyzed on the sofa with her head He crouched crookedly on his shoulder.

Is he asleep?

"Mr. Su?" Song Qingchun bit her lower lip and shouted Su Zhinian's name twice. Seeing that he was still unresponsive, he encouraged him and rubbed it carefully.