Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Before she finished her sentence, he suddenly stopped moving. Although Song Qingchun wanted to get out of the elevator, because he was blocking the door, she couldn’t.
He was facing away from her, so she couldn’t see his expression. However, she could tell he was unhappy from how straight his back was. He didn’t turn to say anything in return; he just stood there quietly.
Song Qingchun couldn’t recall the last time she had been so scared in his presence. She lost even the courage to look at his back, and thus, lowered her head to stare at the shopping bag in her hands instead.
The atmosphere in the elevator turned heavy and awkward.
The door tried to close several times, but since he was standing at the entrance, the door closed and then opened before it went straight to alarm.
Song Qingchun was irked by the shrill sound and so reached out to press the ‘open’ button. The alarm stopped, and silence reigned once more in the parking lot.
Song Qingchun suddenly understood something, and she opened her mouth to say,
That money, I will contact your secretary and give it to her.
Why didn’t I think about that when I said I would return the money to him earlier?
During the interaction after the car accident, he had been so business-like as if he didn’t want anything else to do with the girl anymore. Even the discussion of compensation had gone through his secretary.
Therefore, he probably got angry because he thought he would have to see me another time when I return the money.
Song Qingchun’s face blanched. She bit her lips and was quiet for a long time before uttering in a voice barely above a whisper,
Don’t worry… you will not see me when I return the money to…
Before she could finish, Su Zhinian, who was facing away from her, suddenly turned. There was winter brewing in his gaze. He interrupted her harshly as if he couldn’t stand her mumbling anymore,
So, you too can be taught how to listen to orders?
Song Qingchun was confused. She raised her head to look at him; her gaze spoke of befuddlement, as if she didn’t understand what he meant by that.
He met her gaze, and his whole body shook. Then he realized what he had just said. He whipped his head away from her, and his palms clenched tightly into fists. He forced himself to focus on his rationality and tossed out a sentence coldly.
Do whatever you want as long as you stop appearing before my eyes.
Then he left, with quick and long steps.
…
Song Qingchun reached the front of her car when a car blasted past her at full speed. She turned toward it, and in that flash, she caught Su Zhinian’s handsome profile.
She stood blankly beside her car for a long time before heading in. She didn’t start the engine in a hurry but pulled out her phone to check her WhatsApp. She clicked on the search box and punched in three letters: QYN.
Her phone used the 9-key numeric keypad, and since she contacted Qin Yinan quite often, she normally typed in the first letter of his name’s individual syllable, and his name would appear.
