Chapter 2 The Tsundere God Lives in My House (2)

When Mrs. Sun stepped into the master bedroom with coffee, Su Zhinian had already taken a shower, changed into simple house clothes, and stood in front of the French window, staring out of the window, motionless.

At this moment, Su Zhinian still exudes an air of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, but his expression is surprisingly calm, as if the violence and ruthlessness just now were just an illusion.

"Mr. Su, coffee." Aunt Sun put the coffee on the small round table on the balcony.

Su Zhinian didn't respond as if he didn't hear Mrs. Sun's voice at all.

Aunt Sun stood aside for a while, and said, "Miss Song came here in the evening and has been waiting for you for nearly seven hours."

Su Zhinian remained silent.

The bedroom was surprisingly quiet.

Mrs. Sun hesitated for a moment, then said again: "Mr. Su, did you have any conflicts with Ms. Song?"

Su Zhinian turned a deaf ear to it.

"Mr. Su, you have lived in Ms. Song's house before, and the relationship between the two of you has always been good, why did you look like an enemy when you met today..." Sister-in-law Sun hadn't finished speaking this time, staring at Su Zhinian outside the window, she suddenly opened the door His tone was very light, as if he was explaining what he would eat tomorrow morning, but there was still force between the lines: "Do you want to be like her, and be kicked out by me in winter?"

Aunt Sun was so frightened that she immediately fell silent, lowered her head and said "I'm sorry", and quickly exited the bedroom.

The whole villa became silent again. Su Zhinian stood in front of the window, looking at a street lamp not far away.

Song Qingchun under the street lamp, because of the cold, kept stomping his feet, and from time to time he raised his hands to his mouth to let out a breath.

A taxi passed by, Song Qingchun stopped the taxi and left.

Until the car was driving so far that there was no shadow in sight, Su Zhinian stood still, staring at the street lamp, his eyes a little dazed.

I don't know how long it took, the coffee on the round table became cold, Su Zhinian blinked lightly, and the words asked by Mrs. Sun came out in his ears: "Mr. Su, where were you before?" Ms. Song lived at home, and the relationship between the two has always been good, why did they look like enemies when they met today?"

That's right... He has borrowed at her house, and during the process of borrowing, he accidentally slept with her body for one night? But why, he and she became enemies?

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Song Qingchun's appearance seemed to be just an episode that was so small that it could be ignored, and it didn't have any impact on Su Zhinian. The next day, as usual, he got up on time, finished breakfast, drove to the company, and finished his work. After a morning of tedious work, at noon, I went to the restaurant opposite the company to have lunch with several senior executives of the company.

When Su Zhinian came out of the exclusive elevator, he was stopped by the chief financial officer with an urgent document to sign.

Surrounded by a group of company executives, Su Zhinian stood in front of the elevator calmly, looked through the documents leisurely, made sure there was nothing wrong, took a pen and quickly signed, and then walked towards the company building He walked to the main entrance of the building, and the high-level men in leather and leather clothes behind him followed suit.

Wherever Su Zhinian passed by, respectful "Su Boss" rang out constantly.

When Su Zhinian was about to walk to the door, he saw a familiar figure standing in front of him.

It was her, Song Qingchun who was thrown out of the house by him last night...