Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian's footsteps did not relax, but accelerated a lot, he vigorously pushed open the bathroom door, propped up in front of the sink, closed his eyes for two seconds, then turned on the faucet and washed his face.

Su Zhinian raised his head and stared at his face in the mirror, which was constantly dripping with water, and there was a touch of red in the eyes.

Yeah... how is he with the girl he likes? What else can he and her do? She completely disconnected from him and she was about to marry...

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Some words, the speaker has no intention, the listener has heart.

Some things are not difficult to explore.

Su Zhinian drove away from his mother's house that night and returned to the city. He made a phone call and said a few words, and asked who Song Qing was looking for who designed the wedding dress.

The famous designer, Su Zhinian, was not familiar with it, but he had a friend who had a very good relationship abroad, and happened to be a wine buddy with him, so he made an international call and got the designer's contact information. I also talked to the designer about everything about Song Qingchun's wedding dress design.

After hanging up the phone, Su Zhinian named Song Qingchun's name and wanted to call her. But after thinking about it, she didn't know how to speak, and finally changed the location of tomorrow's business meeting. Pretending to meet her by accident.

It's just that Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun met unexpectedly.

His car drove into Hongyuan, and just stopped. He got out of the car and walked within five steps. He saw Song Qingchun, dressed in a white gauze, and dragged his long skirt in the company of several people. The pendulum came out from the lobby not far away.

She did not see him and turned in the opposite direction.

But he was standing still as if he had been acupunctured.

Cheng Qingcong was a little puzzled by Su Zhinian’s sudden stop. She just shouted “Su President?” in doubt, and after saying nothing, she followed Song’s sight and saw Song Qingchun’s back. , The next words, so choked in the throat.

Song Qingchun's figure has been out of sight for a long time, and Su Zhinian stared straight at her direction of departure.

Cheng Qingcong did not disturb him when he was born, and he stayed patiently until he arrived in the conference hall. Su Zhinian, who was not waiting for Su Zhinian, called for a call and asked Su Zhinian to draw his attention back.

Like a switched movie lens, Su Zhinian's original sorrowful face turned into an indifferent expression, seeming to see nothing, nothing happened, carrying a noble step toward The conference hall.

During the meeting, Su Zhinian was never in a state. He always turned his eyes inadvertently and looked in the direction of Hongyuan.

Although what he saw was the vast lake, he could still hear Merlin in the lake facing him.

"Come closer, yes, that's it, it's good..."

"The bridegroom hugged the bride's waist... the hug's intimacy is naturally a little...very good..."

"The bride stood on tiptoe, posing as if to kiss the bridegroom...yeah yes, that's it, great..."

The sound of "click" click, with the photographer's command, rang continuously.

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Song Qingchun didn't bring her contact lenses for a long time, and today she didn't bring eye drops, which caused her eyes to become more and more uncomfortable in the later stage of taking pictures.