Chapter 351 Bad Premonition (1)

The policeman recounted the situation in detail, probably because he finally solved the case and was in a good mood. Before finally hanging up the phone, he said to Song Qingchun: "Congratulations, Miss Song. From now on You don’t have to worry anymore.”

Song Qingchun, who heard the news early in the morning, was in a good mood. She replied "thank you" with a smile, and then hung up the phone happily.

Looking at the time, it was seven o'clock in the morning. Song Qingchun, who had only slept for two hours, was completely sleepy after the call from the police. She got up and washed, went downstairs to prepare breakfast, and then called Su Zhi read.

While eating breakfast, Song Qingchun told Su Zhinian the phone call from the police.

Su Zhinian never answered, sitting on the seat opposite her with a calm expression, eating breakfast in silence and gracefully.

"... I have seen some plots about perverted fans on TV before, but I always thought that it only existed on TV. I didn't expect that it also existed in reality... Anyway, things are over, and I finally Liberated..."

"I've been really depressed recently. I decided that I will go to the company to work tomorrow. I will dress up later and then go shopping..."

When Song Qingchun said this, he started counting on his fingers the things he had seen on his mobile phone recently that he wanted to buy.

"...The latest POLA is very useful, as well as eye cream, and new Dior bags..."

Su Zhinian, who had been keeping his eyes lowered, slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the girl opposite.

Her fingers were green and tender as she counted things, her eyebrows were filled with excitement and joy, and the sounds coming out of her mouth were as sweet and lively as a lark.

Su Zhinian stared at the picture in front of him for a moment, sighed quietly in his heart, then lowered his eyes, emptied the porridge in the bowl as quickly as possible, and spoke to her. The first thing I said after getting up this morning: "I have a meeting at the company at nine o'clock, let's go first."

"Huh?" Song Qingchun, who was chattering excitedly, was stunned by Su Zhinian's sudden words. When she came to her senses and was about to say "Oh," Su Zhinian had already stood up and walked out of the restaurant. .

Song Qingchun was holding a spoon and stirring the porridge in the bowl. Through the open door of the restaurant, he could hear the sound of Su Zhinian going up and down the stairs, followed by the sound of the door being closed and the car starting.

Waiting until the sound of the car disappeared, Song Qingchun's eyes slowly fell to the opposite side of him, staring at the bowl used by Su Zhinian, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Is it her imagination? There seemed to be something wrong with Su Zhinian just now.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, anyway, he has always been like this, with an unstable personality, inexplicable...

Song Qingchun thought for a while, but couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he shook his head and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

But my mood was far less pleasant than just now.

After breakfast, Song Qingchun became even more depressed when he returned upstairs.

She thought it was because of her menstrual period, didn't think too much, put on a simple makeup in front of the dressing mirror, picked up her bag, and left the house.

I don't know if it was because he hadn't gone shopping for a long time, but Song Qingchun's fighting ability was particularly strong today. He didn't get home until about five o'clock in the evening.