Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

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 came in to deliver breakfast.

The top-heavy, tired Song Qingchun, with a strong spirit, accompanied Song Menghua to have breakfast together. When the sister-in-law Fang Rou arrived, she packed her things and left the hospital.

Song Qingchun first returned to the Song family. She took a bath and changed her clean clothes. When she went downstairs to go to work, her eyes were dark. The whole person almost rolled down the stairs. Fortunately, she caught Stayed at the armrest.

Song Qingchun slowed down for a long time before slowly stepping down the stairs. She originally wanted to drive to the company. She thought that she was so uncomfortable. She simply put the car key in the entrance. The pair of high-heeled shoes that were going to be worn were also put back in the shoe cabinet, and then changed to a pair of comfortable flat shoes.

Song Qingchun left the house and walked to the door of the community while calling a taxi while holding a mobile phone.

During the peak hours of work in the morning, the road was a bit congested. Although the taxi was a little closer to her, Song Qingchun waited a few minutes at the entrance of the community before she came to the car she called.

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

Song Qingchun endured the cold sweat that went out all over the body. At the "Beijing City Club", he took what the director asked her to take. Then she propped up her soft legs and walked to the side of the road, leaning on the street lamp and waiting for a taxi.

The "Beijing City Club" is located near the Forbidden City. There are few taxis. Song Qingchun used his mobile phone to call the car for a long time. He also waited for a taxi, but waited for Su Zhinian.

He seemed to have something to come to the Beijing City Club, and the car stopped slowly in front of her.

The uncomfortable Song Qingchun didn't notice Su Zhinian's car at first. At that time, she was holding a mobile phone and trying to call a special car. Then she heard a closing sound, followed by the high-heeled shoes, and then the high-heeled shoes. Stopped, came the voice of Cheng Qingcong: "Miss Song?"

Song Qingchun heard Cheng Qingcong's voice and hung her head quietly for a moment before slowly raising her head.

"It's really you..." Cheng Qingcong greeted her with a big smile, and said hello politely and friendly: "Miss Song, what a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence." Song Qingchun barely pulled the corner of her lips.

"Does Miss Song come here to handle official business?"

"Yes."

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

Song Qingchun nodded and said nothing.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." When Cheng Qingcong walked away, Song Qingchun lowered her eyelids and stared back at the phone screen.

After about half a minute, she seemed to realize something, and slowly rushed to the street in front of her, raising her eyelids.

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 elegantly in leather and sitting on the rear seat with her legs covered, her head hanging down slightly, staring at the computer on her knees busy.

It was only after a short period of more than ten hours that Song Qingchun met Su Zhinian again, and there was an illusion of trance.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian in a trance, and then quickly withdrew her god. She looked like she didn't see anything. She looked down quietly, tucked her phone into her bag, turned around, and walked forward.