Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian stood up suddenly from the rest chair, and he heard Brother Kun's voice coming again: "...As long as Su Zhinian, who is in the way, is not there, everything is easy to say..."

He seemed to be telling the driver that the tone of his speech was getting lower and lower, and at the back, Su Zhinian couldn't clearly hear what he was talking about.

Almost without any thinking, he ran towards the look of Kun Ge's voice. From this end of the airport, under the watchful eyes of people, he ran to the other side of the airport like a 100-meter race. At one end, I barely heard Brother Kun's voice separated by a long, long distance, and a faint and intermittent voice came: "...I'll be in Jinling immediately, an hour... give... an hour... "

"An hour later...I promise Song...a lot of money, TW's daughter...from the water...the pavilion...the news of the fall...from the north to the south..."

Su Zhinian exhausted all the gathering power and only heard these.

However, what Brother Kun said just now is very clear. In an hour, he wants Song Qingchun to fall off the building...

Su Zhinian felt that the hairs on the back of his neck were all erected, his heart began to speed up, and even his temple jumped up suddenly.

He turned his brain so fast that he floated the words he had just heard twice in his mind, and then speculated that Song Qingchun should be eating in Jinling at this time.

Su Zhinian unconsciously reached out his hand to touch the mobile phone, only to find himself in a hurry to come out of the VIP lounge, and dropped the phone on the seat. He hurriedly and quickly returned to the VIP room.

Su Zhinian picked up her phone and unlocked her fingertips, which was extremely trembling.

At this time, he completely ignored the unpleasantness between himself and Song Qingchun, he didn't even point the address book, directly entered her phone number on the keyboard, and quickly dialed out.

The phone was connected, there were several rings, and no one answered. Su Zhinian looked anxiously at the bright sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window. He had no thoughts about his luggage and the flight that was about to board the plane. Hurrying toward the airport.

Along the way, Su Zhinian didn't know how many people he accidentally hit and how many sentences he was sorry. When he rushed out of the airport and ran to the parking lot opposite, Song Qingnian's phone was finally answered.

Su Zhinian, worried and worried, urgently wanted to confirm the safety of Song Qingchun at this time, the moment he connected the phone, he immediately anxiously called her name: "Youth?"

However, what came from the phone was not Song Qingchun's quietness, nor her indifferent response, but a low and rapid "ah" sound, followed by a very weak whine.

That was her voice, as if her mouth was covered.

"Youth? Song Qingnian?" Su Zhinian shouted Song Qingnian's name several times in succession, but what he responded to was the "pop" of the phone landing, and then, the busy tone after the phone was disconnected.

The voice on the phone just said that she had an accident?

As the idea settled, cold sweat flowed down Su Zhinian's cheek. He didn't look at the road. He almost hit a car while crossing the road.

He ran breathlessly into the parking lot while dialing the phone to Yin Qin.

However, Qin Yinan's call was delayed and nobody answered it. Even when he pulled the car door and got into the car, Qin Yinan's phone turned off automatically.