Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Cheng Qingchong’s schedule was so full that day that when she noticed Song Qingchun’s message, it was already three hours later.
At the time, she just so happened to have two emergency proposals that needed Su Zhinian’s signature, so before she went into his office, she took the elevator to the lobby to grab the package that Song Qingchun had left for her pass to Su Zhinian.
Like usual, Cheng Qingchong knocked on the door thrice and waited until she heard Su Zhinian’s clear voice before she pushed the door open and walked in.
Su Zhinian was busy on his computer, and Cheng Qingchong tried to make herself as quiet as possible. She stood quietly in front of his desk, hugging the documents, and only spoke when his fingers stopped typing.
CEO Su, these require your signature.
Su Zhinian nodded but didn’t say anything as if there was something on his mind. After a moment, he continued typing on the keyboard. At one point, he pressed enter and extended his open palm to Cheng Qingchong.
Cheng Qingchong immediately handed him the relevant documents.
Su Zhinian lowered his head to scan through the proposal. He signed them quickly after making sure there was nothing wrong with them. He then passed them back to Cheng Qingchong before turning back to his computer.
He was going to continue working when he noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that Cheng Qingchong still standing there in his office. He frowned slightly before turning to look at her.
Cheng Qingchong sensed his gaze on her and immediately passed the envelope in her hands to him.
CEO Su, this is something Miss Song asked me to pass to you.
Su Zhinian’s expression visibly froze, and he stared at the envelope in Cheng Qingchong’s hands for a long time before blinking awake. After ten seconds, he pointed at a space on his table and turned back to the computer screen.
Cheng Qingchong placed the envelope on the spot he had gestured to and retreated silently from his office.
When she closed the office door, she habitually glanced back into the room and realized Su Zhinian had picked up the envelope that she had left on the table and was staring blankly at the stack of bills that he had pulled out.
He looked peaceful on the surface, but she swore she could sense an atmosphere of sadness and disappointment surrounding the peaceful man.
A long time after Cheng Qingchong closed the office door, Su Zhinian finally lowered his gaze and slid the bills back into the envelope. He pulled open a random drawer and dropped the envelope into it.
The fever that he had been suffering from since the day before showed no signs of receding, and at that moment, he felt incredibly drained.
He leaned back in his chair with a tired sigh. He stared at the half-finished email on his screen. It was for an emergency business deal, but he couldn’t summon the drive to finish it.
I didn’t expect she would return the money so fast… So, it seems like she too couldn’t wait to cut herself clean away from me, doesn’t it?
Now, there is truly nothing tying us together anymore.
Su Zhinian turned to look at the sun shining through the window and could sense that he was rapidly succumbing to the darkness.
The secret from five years ago ensured that they could never be together, but they could still be each other’s friends.
The secret from five years ago made it his destiny that he could only hide his sinful emotions in his heart.
Therefore, after the hundred contracted days, he didn’t give himself the opportunity to get close to her anymore because he was afraid, afraid that he would one day lose control of the emotions that he had kept trapped in his heart for so many years, afraid that he might pull her down into the darkened abyss with him.
