Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
At the end of the day, she is still a girl; the pressure on her must be incredibly high, considering the multiple attempts on her life. You grew up with her and have always been close to her, so I hope you’ll care about her a little bit more.
Thank you, CEO Su, for your reminder.
Qin Yinan went silent for a long time before adding,
It is my fault for missing certain things due to my busy schedule recently.
Su Zhinian’s arm had been leaning against Qin Yinan’s arm, so he knew Qin Yinan was not busy because of work but because he had been trying his best to mend the bridge with Tang Nuan earlier.
However, regardless of the reason, when Qin Yinan heard his words, Su Zhinian heard, in the man’s heart, his real concern for Song Qingchun and Qin Yinan’s reminder to himself to find more time to accompany her.
Since Su Zhinian had achieved the goal he had set out to do, he saw no reason to stay. He ended the conversation crisply.
The presentation is starting soon, if Mr. Qin needs to be somewhere else then go ahead.
Okay, then I shall return to my work first,
Qin Yinan answered, and before leaving, he added,
Thank you again, CEO Su, for the much-needed reminder.
Su Zhinian nodded slightly and did not reply. After Qin Yinan left the balcony, he turned to look up at the setting sun. He stood there for a long time until Cheng Qingchong came to get him. He retracted his gaze, arranged his expression, and returned to the hall with a blank expression.
The presentation lasted until 5 pm. There was a dinner right after, but Su Zhinian didn’t stay. In the car, Cheng Qingchong looked at the time and asked habitually,
CEO Su, shall we return to the company?
After three seconds, Su Zhinian shook his head.
Send me home.
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Song Qingchun was surprised that Su Zhinian was already home when she stepped through the door. Even though they didn’t share much of a conversation and Su Zhinian retreated to his study right after dinner, the sense of loneliness that had bothered Song Qingchun for the past two days didn’t appear. After dinner, she lay in her bed and went through the drama updates she had missed over the past few days.
When she finished all the updates, it was already midnight. Song Qingchun went to use the bathroom, and as she moved to set the alarm for the next day, she noticed it was already March 4th.
March 10th… that was when her contract with him would end. In other words, she would only need to stay for another seven days in his bungalow.
Song Qingchun, who had been yawning earlier, felt the drowsiness leave her body instantly. She curled under the comforter and closed her eyes, but sleep simply wouldn’t come.
After a while, she heard the door to the study open, the sound of Su Zhinian walking across the corridor, and finally the door to his bedroom closing. The bungalow became incredibly quiet after that, and she felt even more awake then before.
She had no idea how long she stayed in bed with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, but eventually, she felt her heart wiggle with pain like something was pressing down on it, suffocating her in the process. She pulled the cover back and got out of bed quietly, put on a thick coat, and walked out onto the balcony.
Even though it was already the start of spring, the temperature at the middle of the night was still ridiculously low. Song Qingchun started shaking after standing there for a while. When she prepared to return to her room, suddenly she heard Su Zhinian’s voice coming from the bedroom next door.
