Chapter 399 Contract Expiration (7)

Just like when she came back from get off work every day, the courtyard of Su Zhinian's villa was clean and tidy, and the house was swept spotlessly.

There were several windows open downstairs, and the cool breeze in the evening, mixed with the breath of spring, caused the curtains to sway.

Song Qingchun changed her shoes, threw her bag on the coffee table, and closed the window on the first floor before going to the second floor. The door of Su Zhinian's bedroom was open, and it was still the same inside, with everything arranged They were placed neatly and there was no mess or debris anywhere as far as the eye could see. Even the smell of the air in the room was the light fragrance he was used to.

Song Qingchun returned to her bedroom. On the day she left, the messy dressing room had been tidied up. Even the clothes she changed had been washed and sorted and hung in the cupboard.

Song Qingchun casually picked out a light home clothes and put it on, and went downstairs to prepare dinner as usual.

After preparing four light dishes and one soup, Song Qingchun walked out of the restaurant and looked at the time, which was a quarter past eight.

She turned on the TV and sat on the sofa waiting for Su Zhinian to come home.

The TV series she had been following a while ago happened to have its finale today, and she hadn't watched it for several episodes, but she could still understand it. Before she knew it, the time had reached half past nine, and Su Zhinian hadn't come back yet.

Song Qingchun was a little hungry, so he didn't continue to wait for Su Zhinian. He went to the restaurant to have a simple dinner, then covered the remaining dishes with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator.

I went to the gym on the first floor and jogged for half an hour. I wiped the sweat off my face with a towel. I went to the restaurant to pour a glass of warm water. After drinking it, I went upstairs to take a shower and skin care. It was already eleven when I lay on the bed. At o'clock, it was still quiet downstairs, and there was no sign of any traffic.

Song Qingchun casually browsed Taobao. When he exited, the time on his phone had changed to 0:31 on March 9.

In less than twenty-four hours, her contract with Su Zhinian will expire.

Before going to bed, Song Qingchun called Su Zhinian with the intention of giving it a try, but the phone was still turned off.

Song Qingchun woke up very early the next day. She ran to the window first and took a look at the downstairs, which was empty.

After washing up, before going downstairs, she turned to the door of Su Zhinian's bedroom and took a look. It was exactly the same scene she saw when she came back last night.

He didn't come back all night...

Song Qingchun was not in the mood to prepare breakfast, so she warmed up the leftovers from last night, filled her stomach, and went to the hospital. However, she stayed until noon, and Song Qingchun left again. Before returning to Su Zhinian's villa, she I took a trip to his company and asked the front desk, only to find out that Su Zhinian was not in the company.

Back at the villa, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Song Qingchun was killing time while waiting for Su Zhinian.

Just like yesterday, Su Zhinian still didn't show up until she had her dinner last night, put everything in the refrigerator, put everything in the refrigerator, and lay on the bed to get ready to sleep.

The clock struck midnight and March 10th arrived. According to the agreement in the contract, Song Qingchun could pack her things now and leave Su Zhinian's villa immediately.

She sat on the toffee in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of her bedroom, never taking any action.

As the night got darker, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the toffee chair.

Song Qingchun didn't sleep well all night. She woke up when the first ray of sunlight hit her face in the morning.