Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun, who was severely deprived of sleep, woke up and was no longer sleepy.

After simply washing, she wanted to go downstairs to get some food, but when she arrived at the restaurant, but had no appetite, she went back to the living room, sat on the sofa, took the landline, and dialed Su Zhinian. The first call of the day.

It is still off.

Song Qingchun waited from noon to noon, and from noon to the west of the sun, and finally heard the sound of cars outside.

She swiftly lifted her head from the pillow to make sure that she heard correctly, jumped off the sofa in the next second, hurried to the entrance, and opened the door.

It wasn't Su Zhinian's car that drove into the courtyard, but a red Audi.

Song Qingchun's eyebrows just wrinkled slightly, and he saw the parked car, the door was pushed open, and Cheng Qingshao stooped and walked down from the car.

Cheng Qingcong glanced at her first, then threw it on the door, stepped on high heels, and walked over to the door of the house.

Song Qingchun recalled: "You come to Su Zhinian? Others don't..."

Before Song Qingchun's words were finished, Cheng Qingcong interrupted her: "Miss Song..."

She stared at her eyes and paused, as if suppressing some fluctuating mood. It took a while before she gave Song Qingchun a friendly smile, and then said: "...I was sent by General Su Is here for you."

Su Zhinian... Song Qingqing's heart was vaguely guessing the purpose of Cheng Qingcong. She was silent for a few seconds before flashing and letting open the door, asking Cheng Qingcong to come in.

Song Qingzheng asked Cheng Qingcong to sit down and asked politely, "Miss Cheng, would you like something to drink? Tea? Or coffee?"

"Thank you Miss Song, but don't be so polite, I just have a few words to convey to you, and I'll leave after I've finished." Cheng Qingcong still had the official smile on the mall.

Song Qingchun nodded and said that she knew that she stood by the sofa for a while, but she didn't sit down. She went to the restaurant and poured two glasses of warm water.

Song Qingchun handed one of them to Cheng Qingcong.

Cheng Qingcong took over with both hands and said politely, "Thank you."

Song Qingchun ripped the corner of his lips and gave a small smile, sitting on the single sofa beside Cheng Qingchun.

Cheng Qingcong was holding the glass, as if he was thinking about how to open his mouth, and he was silent for a long time.

Song Qingchun kept silent and waited patiently.

In the wide and bright living room, quiet people can hear the click of the second hand of the landing clock not far away.

I don’t know how long it took. Cheng Qingcong raised her head and looked at Song Qingchun. She smiled at her first before speaking: "Miss Song, President Su is in the United States. So I specifically called to send me over and let me remind you that the contract he signed with you last year has expired today."

"Huh." Song Qingchun lowered her eyes and responded softly. After a while, she said, "I know."

The expression on Cheng Qingcong's face is still respectful as always, and even the tone is polite and makes people feel alienated: "The car is ready for you. President Su hopes you can move away from his villa as soon as possible."

The car is ready, wherever it is as soon as possible, it obviously means to let her go...

Holding the palm of the water cup, Song Qingchun began to increase his strength.