Chapter 400 Contract Expiration (8)

Song Qingchun, who was seriously deprived of sleep, was no longer sleepy after waking up.

After simply washing up, she wanted to go downstairs to get something to eat, but when she arrived at the restaurant, she had no appetite, so she walked back to the living room, sat on the sofa, took the landline, and called Su Zhinian. What phone number of the day?

Still powered off.

Song Qingchun waited from early morning to noon, and then from noon until the sun set, and finally heard the sound of cars outside.

She suddenly raised her head from the pillow to make sure she heard correctly. The next second she jumped off the sofa, hurried to the entrance and opened the door.

What drove into the courtyard was not Su Zhinian's car, but a red Audi.

As soon as Song Qingchun frowned slightly, she saw the stopped car, the door was pushed open, and Cheng Qingcong bent down and got out of the car.

Cheng Qingcong glanced at her first, then closed the car door, stepped on high heels, and walked towards the door of the house.

Song Qingchun came back to his senses: "You came to see Su Zhinian? Others don't..."

Before Song Qingchun finished speaking, Cheng Qingcong interrupted her: "Miss Song..."

She stared at her eyes and paused, as if she was suppressing some fluctuating mood. After a while, she gave Song Qingchun a friendly smile, and then said: "... Mr. Su sent me... I’m here to find you.”

Su Zhinian... Song Qingchun vaguely guessed the purpose of Cheng Qingcong's visit. She was silent for a few seconds, then stepped aside and opened the door, inviting Cheng Qingcong to come in.

When Song Qingchun motioned for Cheng Qingcong to sit down, she asked politely: "Miss Cheng, would you like something to drink? Tea? Or coffee?"

"Thank you, Miss Song, but you don't have to be so polite. I just have a few words to convey to you. After that, I will leave." Cheng Qingcong still had the official smile he had developed in the shopping mall.

Song Qingchun nodded, indicating that she understood. She stood by the sofa for a while, but did not sit down. Instead, she went to the restaurant and poured two glasses of warm water.

Song Qingchun handed one of the cups to Cheng Qingcong.

Cheng Qingcong took it with both hands and said politely and respectfully: "Thank you."

Song Qingchun pulled the corners of her lips, smiled slightly, and sat on the single sofa next to Cheng Qingcong.

Cheng Qingcong held the glass, as if thinking about how to speak, but she didn't say anything for a long time.

Song Qingchun remained silent and waited patiently.

In the spacious and bright living room, you can hear the ticking sound of the second hand of the floor clock not far away.

I don't know how much time passed, but Cheng Qingcong raised her head and looked at Song Qingchun. She smiled at her first, and then said: "Miss Song, Mr. Su is in the United States. He can't get away for the time being and can't come back. So I called you specifically and sent me here to remind you that the contract he signed with you last year has expired today."

"Yes." Song Qingchun lowered his eyes and responded softly. After a moment, he said again: "I know."

The expression on Cheng Qingcong's face was still as respectful as ever, and even her tone of voice was polite and alienating: "The car has been prepared for you. Mr. Su hopes that you can move out of his villa as soon as possible."

The car is ready, but as soon as possible, it is obviously meant to let her go immediately...

Song Qingchun held the water cup in his palm and began to increase his strength.