Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
The expensive car slowly moved out of her sight. Song Qingchun was unable to tell whether she was hallucinating or not, but she swore she could hear the sound of a car braking. However, when she raised her eyes toward the direction of the traffic, Su Zhinian’s car kept on driving with no signs of slowing down. If anything, the car only sped up and had disappeared down a great stretch of the road in just the blink of an eye.
An intense pain overwhelmed her body, causing her breathing to stop in her throat before her whole person was submerged in the darkness.
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Song Qingchun was not hallucinating. When she saw Song Qingchun crumble to the floor through the rear-view mirror, Cheng Qingchong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, screamed out,
Mr. Wong, stop the car!
Mr. Wong, the driver, was shocked by her sudden scream and slammed on the brake. Out of habit, Cheng Qingchong leaned forward and turned around to tell Su Zhinian,
CEO Su, Miss Song has fainted by the roadside.
When Song Qingchun used to visit ST Empire with Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun did not have the face to bother the workers, so she would go into the breakroom to brew herself a cup of coffee. She was unfamiliar with their coffee-machine, so she had accidentally scalded herself. After the assistant rushed into the office to inform Su Zhinian, Su Zhinian, who was in the middle of briefing her about the upcoming meeting, had dashed out his office almost the moment the assistant finished her words. Therefore, Cheng Qingchong was certain her little reminder would definitely make her big boss, who had treated Miss Song like a complete stranger today, rush out of the car in a hurry.
However, to her surprise, Su Zhinian merely raised his eyebrow lightly and ordered the driver,
Continue driving.
It seemed like he had nothing to do with Song Qingchun.
The driver looked at Su Zhinian then at Cheng Qingchong. Finally, he stepped on the gas pedal.
As the car continued to accelerate, Cheng Qingchong turned around in disbelief. She stared at Su Zhinian for a few moment. Her lips moved, but ultimately, she did not say anything; she simply turned her body around slowly to look forward. However, the corner of her eyes were still following Song Qingchun via the rear-view mirror. The girl seemed to have completely fainted; she was lying there perfectly immobile.
She wanted to say something to Su Zhinian, but when she saw the icy gaze in her boss’ eyes, she swallowed her words. After the car had moved for about a hundred meters, Su Zhinian’s eyes drifted once more to the rear-view mirror. He saw a stranger passing Song Qingchun and seemed to be hesitating whether to help her or not.
Su Zhinian frowned slightly and controlled the person to make him bend over to pick up Song Qingchun’s phone and make a call…
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Song Qingchun felt something icy touch her on her burning forehead, and her consciousness slowly returned.
In her hazy consciousness, she felt someone unbutton her collar because there was air falling on her shoulders. Following the shattering sound of what sounded like glass, she felt something cold land on her shoulder, then a sharp jolt of pain due to needle puncturing her skin.
