Chapter 313 I Don’t Need Your Debt (3)

Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian fell into a cold war.

Song Qingchun was probably frightened by the series of dangers. He stayed in the villa all day without going out. Su Zhinian didn't go to the company either. Most of the time he was busy working in the study during the day.

The two of them lived under the same roof and never met each other except for three meals a day.

Su Zhinian knew that Song Qingchun was hiding from him intentionally.

He could also see that she had obviously become much quieter these days, a bit like how she was when she first moved into his villa. Except for calling him to eat, she rarely communicated with him at other times.

Relying on his good hearing, he knew that she stayed in her room all day long, either playing games, listening to music, reading novels, or sleeping.

Five days like this passed in the blink of an eye, and it was February 28th, the penultimate day of this month.

Maybe it was because he had been frightened too much recently, and Song Qingchun's menstrual period was a bit confusing. The menstrual period, which was supposed to come on time in the middle of the month, was postponed until the 25th, and his stomach began to hurt slightly.

On the day of the 28th, Song Qingchun woke up in the morning and felt uncomfortable all over. After lunch, he went to bed tiredly and wanted to take a lunch break, but before he fell asleep, his stomach hurt. It hurt like a wrenching pain.

Menstrual cramps were painful, and sometimes they were really life-threatening. Song Qingchun grabbed the quilt and endured it silently for a long time. In the end, she couldn't hold it back anymore and made a few muffled groans.

After the pain passed, she felt like she was exhausted, with a layer of cold sweat covering her forehead.

She adjusted her breathing on the bed for a while, then got out of bed and was about to go downstairs to pour herself a cup of hot water. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she saw Su Zhinian standing outside.

He was holding a porcelain cup in his hand, as if he was going downstairs to pour coffee.

After what happened that day, neither of them mentioned it again. She even apologized to him freely that day, but in her heart she was not at all relaxed.

On the contrary, the words he said to her that day were like a sharp thorn that pierced her heart. Every time she thought about it in the past few days, she would become depressed.

Song Qingchun didn't particularly want to go downstairs with Su Zhinian, so the moment she saw him, she was stunned for a while, and then pretended to have forgotten to take something, and prepared to retreat to the room. When he finished pouring the coffee and went upstairs, she Go down again.

But before Song Qingchun had time to turn around, Su Zhinian suddenly stopped, stared at the few strands of hair on her smooth forehead that were soaked in sweat, and then suddenly said, "What's wrong? uncomfortable?"

"No." Song Qingchun replied without thinking.

When Su Zhinian was in the study, he knew from Song Qingchun's muttering due to pain that she was suffering from menstrual cramps.

The reason why he came out was because she had been in pain for a long time and showed no sign of calming down. Seeing how ugly her face was, he felt a little worried, so he asked.

In fact, he wanted to wait for her to answer and then tell her that if he really felt uncomfortable, he could call Dr. There's no way to start.

Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just nodded at her and turned around and went downstairs.