Chapter 138 "We Are All Forgotten" (7)

Su Zhinian finished his pen, leaned directly on the office chair, raised his hand, and pinched his tired eyebrows.

The diary was spread out on the desktop, and on the other page, there was a whole sheet of dense writing.

"On December 20, 2015 (actually it was already one o'clock on the 21st), there were stars but no moon.

Today, I finally got home early and received a call from Tingting on the way. I was very happy, but when I got home, I heard very unhappy words. He really didn't want her to see Qin Yinan, but he was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he let her go.

I didn't think about going to the Capital Club, but I thought she was there, so I went anyway.

At first, I regretted coming, but later I was glad that I came.

Because she said: Starting from reality, I won't like Qin Yinan anymore.

Then, he laughed in front of a room full of people, but after laughing, he felt selfish again.

Knowing the secret five years ago made him unworthy of liking her and being with her, but still, still selfishly hoped that she would not like others.

I am a shamelessly selfish person.

Many times, I really hate my innate superpowers. Because of superpowers, my world has no self-deception, only cruel naked truth.

However, tonight I am very glad that I have this superpower, because a very bad thing happened to Tingting tonight, but fortunately, it was finally resolved satisfactorily.

The only regret is that seeing her standing by the lake with her wet clothes on, I couldn't step up and wrap her in a dress. "

In the bedroom next door, Song Qingchun's whispers came again.

"I want to eat Jinling... I haven't eaten there for a long time. When Song Cheng was here, I used to go here every time I drove him to eat. It's a pity that Jinling is too expensive. If I eat it, my card will probably be maxed out." But...but, I really want to eat..."

Su Zhinian rubbed his eyebrows and paused.

Want to eat Jinling? That is to eat Jinling...

Su Zhinian reached out, took the mobile phone on the table, and called Cheng Qingcong.

Cheng Qingcong was probably awakened from a dream, and his tone was a bit confused: "President Su, what's the matter?"

"What's my itinerary for next Monday?"

"President Su, wait a moment." As Cheng Qingcong finished speaking, Su Zhinian heard her turn on the computer, and after about a minute, Cheng Qingcong's voice came again: "Are you in Hong Kong next Monday? "

Hongkong? Su Zhinian frowned: "What about Tuesday?"

"It's also Hong Kong..." After Cheng Qingcong finished replying, he asked with some doubts: "President Su, have you forgotten? You are going to Hong Kong for a business trip next Monday and next Tuesday, and we have booked a ticket for tomorrow night."

"Oh." Su Zhinian responded, remembering that it was indeed the case, then paused for a moment and said, "You change the ticket to tonight, we fly to Hong Kong tonight, and the return ticket is booked on Tuesday morning, I have something to do on Tuesday night."

"Okay, President Su."

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Song Qingchun, who slept too late last night and didn't get enough sleep, had a headache and felt listless all the time at work.

When I went to the tea room to pour coffee in the afternoon, I heard people chatting, and Song Qingchun realized that Tang Nuan didn't come to work today and asked for sick leave.

I don't know if he was hurt by what happened at the capital club last night, or if he was really sick... Song Qingchun took a sip of coffee and left without concern.