Chapter 488 It Turns Out This Is Love (18)

"Then...shall I pick you up to watch a movie that night?" Even though he had made an appointment before, Su Zhinian still asked Song Qingchun for his opinion.

"Okay." Song Qingchun agreed with curved eyebrows.

Su Zhinian nodded lightly and said nothing. After Song Qingchun got into the car, he closed the door for her personally.

Song Qingchun looked through the rearview mirror and saw Su Zhinian's car following her car until it reached the intersection in front. Su Zhinian's car turned left, her car turned right, and his car quickly passed by. Covered by other cars, Song Qingchun stared at the road ahead, and suddenly realized: She had just left him for a few minutes, and she actually started to miss him... And, she missed him more and more, and that kind of missing made her want to You can stay with him all the time...

God, she never knew that falling in love with someone could be so fatal!

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When Cheng Qingcong woke up, it was already bright outside the window.

She drank too much wine last night, and her stomach was still burning badly. She lay on the soft bed for a long time, and then she managed to sit up with difficulty despite the headache caused by her hangover.

The mirror opposite allowed her to clearly see that she was in a luxuriously decorated room, with an oil painting hanging above her head.

This seems to be a hotel?

Cheng Qingcong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She subconsciously lifted the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her clothes were intact on her body.

Fortunately, she was not picked up and taken advantage of when she was drunk... However, she remembered that after getting the signed contract from Mr. Li, she went to the bathroom and then seemed to fall to the ground. ...Why, are you in a splendid guest room now?

Cheng Qingcong didn't remember clearly what happened next. When she thought about it hard, her head hurt even more. She raised her fingertips and rubbed her eyebrows, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath, I felt much better. When Cheng Qingqing took her bag, she saw an open bottle of mineral water on the cabinet beside the bed and drank most of the bottle.

Intermittent fragments flashed through Cheng Qingcong's mind. A man held her, fed her water, stretched out his hand to wipe the water leaking from the corner of her mouth, and then covered her with a quilt...

Who is that man?

Cheng Qingcong racked her brains and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so she had no choice but to carry her bag and walk out of the room.

When Cheng Qingcong went to the front desk to check out, the front desk lady told her: "Mr. Qin had already settled the bill last night."

Mr. Qin? The one who takes care of her? But, which Mr. Qin is it?

Cheng Qingcong thought about all the men she knew in her mind, but she couldn't find anyone named Qin.

She frowned slightly and politely asked the lady at the front desk, "Excuse me, what is Mr. Qin's full name?"

The lady at the front desk lowered her head to check the records, raised her head, and replied to Cheng Qingcong with a smile: "Mr. Qin Yinan."

Qin Yinan... Qin Yinan... the name silently lingered in Cheng Qingcong's mouth several times before she suddenly remembered who it was.

It turned out to be him...the Qin Yinan who Miss Song grew up with as her childhood sweetheart.

Although she had met him three times, the two of them only met once in the ward. Let alone friends, they were not even acquaintances. She just didn't expect that he would help her...