Chapter 262 Sorry and Never Mind (2)

If he's not a thief, then he's here for people?

At whom? he? Or Song Qingchun?

Su Zhinian, who was born with a keen mind, only thought about it for a few seconds before turning his mind again to the circle of friends where Song Qingchun posted.

She encountered danger on the subway, and an outsider entered her home... One thing can be called a coincidence, but what about two things?

Su Zhinian's ears rang again, the sound of the spring knife popping out when he was on the phone with Song Qingchun, and his lips tightened suddenly.

When an ordinary thief is discovered, his first thought is to run away, but that person showed his murder weapon...

Obviously, he came prepared, probably to take people's lives by surprise...

So... it is very possible that everything that seems to be a coincidence tonight is actually not a coincidence.

To be precise, what was told in the subway station was a thrilling story of a near-death escape and great fortune, but behind such a thrilling and unexpected story, it was most likely a deliberate murder.

There was no emotion in Su Zhinian's eyes, but his eyes were extremely gloomy and cold.

It seems that he is here for Song Qingchun...

The goal was clear, to kill her.

I just don’t know who is trying to take her life? Why did she have such a deep hatred with someone? His family came and searched the entire second floor. What were they looking for?

Su Zhinian's hand holding the document suddenly increased in strength. A sharp violence flashed across his usually calm and handsome face, and there was a frightening anger all over his body, mixed with a chilling aura.

No matter what, as long as he is here, no one will try to harm her in the slightest!

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Song Qingchun, who was inexplicably beaten by Su Zhinian, was always a little unhappy. After cooking dinner, she didn't even go upstairs and just called him on the landline.

On the dining table, except for the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl, there was no other sound.

After eating, Song Qingchun silently picked up the plates on the dining table and entered the kitchen.

When she finished cleaning up and came out of the kitchen, she saw Su Zhinian still sitting in the dining room. She was stunned for a moment, and was about to lower her head and walk away. But before she could reach the door of the dining room, Su Zhinian's voice sounded. Just eight words came from behind: "Make a cup of coffee and send it to the study."

Then he stood up, pushed the chair he was sitting on under the dining table, and went upstairs.

Song Qingchun was unhappy. After making the coffee, she was about to take it upstairs when she caught sight of the pepper on the dining table. She rolled her eyes twice, as if she remembered something, and suddenly stopped. Then he took the pepper and poured it into the steaming coffee, and shook it randomly. Then he took a small iron spoon and stirred it fiercely while saying "hehe" twice: "It will make you nervous, make you fierce." I still want to drink the coffee I brewed? Let’s see if the pepper will choke you to death!”

When the pepper was completely melted, Song Qingchun put down the spoon with satisfaction, picked up the coffee again, and went upstairs.

The study door was open, and Su Zhinian was sitting in front of the computer with an expressionless expression, typing on the keyboard.

Before Song Qingchun even had time to knock on the door, Su Zhinian seemed to sense her arrival. He raised his head and glanced at her, then tapped the desk lightly to signal her to put the coffee here.