Chapter 174 Give You the Quietest Love (3)

After all, Song Qingchun couldn't hold it back, and wept loudly.

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Su Zhinian was also in this restaurant, but he was in a box upstairs.

Although it's the weekend today, he still made an appointment with a client. He was originally booked in a newly opened high-end resort on the outskirts of the city, but he heard a call from Song Qingchun and Qin Yinan and knew that they had an appointment to have dinner here today, so he asked the secretary The location is also selected here.

He arrived a little later than them, and when he walked through the lobby, he took a distant look at the table where Qin Yinan and Song Qingchun were, but he didn't expect Tang Nuan to be there.

He only made an appointment with this client for Song's company, and he didn't dare to neglect, so he didn't dare to pay close attention to Song Qingchun's movements during meals. He just took a break from time to time and listened to their chat, knowing It was Tang Nuan who was apologizing to Song Qingchun.

The warm air in the private room was blown up, halfway through the meal, it was a little hot, so he took off his coat, and when he hung up his clothes, he habitually paid attention to Song Qingchun, but he didn't expect her to cry.

The voice was very low and slight, as if he was covering his mouth and deliberately suppressing it.

Su Zhinian stood in front of the clothes hanger and paused for a moment. It wasn't until the secretary called him that he regained his senses and walked back to the dining table, but then he became a little absent-minded.

I don't know what happened to her, she cried more and more sadly, and finally whimpered directly.

Su Zhinian was fidgeting, and finally couldn't help but interrupted the client's excited words, and walked out of the box.

Standing in the corridor, I carefully identified the direction of her crying, followed the sound, and then went to the door of the bathroom on the second floor. The crying was clearer and came from downstairs.

Su Zhinian didn't take the elevator, and directly pushed through the safe passage next to the bathroom, walked down the stairs, and turned into the bathroom.

He stared at the women's bathroom with the closed door for a while, then closed his eyes, and controlled the crying girl inside to open the locked door.

Because he controlled her consciousness, she had stopped crying, but her face was covered with tears and her eyes were very red.

Su Zhinian felt a dull pain in his heart, then stepped into the women's bathroom, closed the door behind his back, and pulled her into his arms.

He was only wearing a thin shirt, and the tears on her face stained his chest, and the moisture penetrated through his skin and spread to the bottom of his heart, making him unable to restrain himself from hugging her even harder .

In fact, this is not the first time, when she was crying sad and helpless, he appeared beside her and gave her a hug.

During the five years when she let him roll away, as long as he could hear her crying every time, he would always come to her and hug her like this.

She was never alone, but she was controlled by him and didn't know it.

He never participated in her happiness, and he was always there in her sadness.

Su Zhinian hugged Song Qingchun for a long time before lifting her head from his arms. He gently wiped away the tears on her face with his hands, then lowered his head and kissed her with trembling lips. Kissing her wet eyelashes, he slowly pulled her out of his arms. He touched her head with a bit of love and distress, then opened the door behind him and walked out.

He controlled her thoughts and locked the door again, then turned and walked out of the bathroom, and returned upstairs.