Chapter 200: Never Learn Not to Love You (9)

In his impression, this was probably the first time in the years he had known her, including the year he had known her, that she had become curious about him.

Was it ignored by her for too long?

Such a simple curiosity made him moved and satisfied.

"I learned a little bit in the third year of high school." Su Zhinian paused, and explained in more detail: "Boys are more interested in computers. I also took electives when I was in college, so I'm pretty good at it."

Learned a little? Is it okay to learn?

Is it okay to toss out a game cheat casually? This is obviously very good!

In such an understatement of self-effacing, dear, you will have no friends, okay?

The fact that he can do cheating shows that his technology is very powerful, isn't that...

A thought suddenly popped up in Song Qingchun's mind. She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "You know how to cheat, so if I delete the text message, can you recover it?"

"It should be possible." Su Zhinian answered after pondering for a moment.

"Then what happens after the WeChat chat history is deleted?" Song Qingchun asked.

Su Zhinian replied, "It's also possible."

Song Qingchun's eyes were filled with joy: "That is to say, deleted emails can also be recovered?"

When Su Zhinian heard this question, he had a vague premonition that he knew what Song Qingchun was going to do.

In fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago. He saved her by controlling Qin Yinan's consciousness, which would definitely make her feel unwilling to Qin Yinan.

However, the situation that day was so critical, and he wanted to slap Tang Nuan in the face, so he directly controlled Qin Yinan's thoughts without doing too much analysis...

These years, it has always been like this, he can be sad about her sadness, but he can never be happy about her happiness.

Because her happiness is the arsenic that can kill him.

Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun's eyes full of hope, and couldn't bear to refuse. He was silent for a long time, but finally nodded slightly, and said, "It should be possible."

Song Qingchun's eyes became extremely bright, she rubbed the back of her hands secretly, and asked cautiously: "Then, can I ask you for a favor?"

Even if she didn't say it, he knew what she was asking him for.

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes: "Tell me."

Song Qingchun bit his lower lip and said his request: "I deleted 99 emails a while ago, can you restore those emails for me?"

He knew about the existence of those 99 emails, that was when she contacted "Qin Yinan" in his first year in the army.

Su Zhinian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, still in a negotiable manner: "I'll try."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Qingchun's eyes widened again. She hurriedly clicked on the webpage, logged in to her mailbox, and handed the computer to Su Zhinian.

Su Zhinian didn't speak, and it took a while before he started to take action.

Song Qingchun stood aside for a while, then quietly walked out of the bedroom, went downstairs to fill some desserts cooked at noon, and brought them upstairs.

When she pushed open the bedroom door, Su Zhinian had already put down the computer, leaned against the head of the bed, and stared out of the window.

He looked a little sad as if he had encountered something unhappy.

Song Qingchun didn't understand what was going on with him, but when he saw him like this, his mood became a little depressed.