Chapter 463 Understand Your Own Heart (3)

She had been in contact with him through text messages every day these past few days, but she didn't feel like she missed him that much. Until she just saw the black card, she suddenly wanted to see him... wanted to see him, wished she could see him right away.

This thought became stronger and stronger in Song Qingchun's heart. In the end, she suddenly closed her wallet. As if she had made a decision, she quickly started the car, turned around at the intersection in front of her, and headed towards Drive to Su Zhinian's villa. ?

In the past, when Song Qingchun went to see Su Zhinian, he would make an appointment with him in advance through text messages.

This time it was really just a sudden accident. It wasn't until Song Qingchun parked the car at the entrance of Su Zhinian's villa that she remembered that she hadn't said hello to him yet.

But people are here, so they can't leave... Song Qingchun thought for a moment, then found a reason for herself, turned off the car, got out of the car and walked towards the door.

Song Qingchun knew the password to Su Zhinian's villa, but she still rang the doorbell first. However, no one answered after ringing several times.

Song Qingchun seemed to have remembered something. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was just past seven o'clock. Su Zhinian was probably still on his way to get off work.

These are not the days when he had a contract with her. Although she knows the password, she cannot break into the house when he is not around.

But fortunately, she just found a reason for herself to come over without saying hello in advance, so at worst, when he came back, she lied to him and said that she had just arrived and was about to ring the doorbell when she saw his car approaching... …

Song Qingchun, who had arranged everything in his mind, stood at the door for a while and then returned to the car.

Song Qingchun turned on the car music, then lowered his driver's license, half-lying on it, playing games and looking at the road behind him through the rearview mirror.

Time passed by unconsciously, and until eight o'clock in the evening, Su Zhinian's car did not appear.

Could it be such an accident that the first time she came to see him without saying hello, it happened to be when he was busy?

But he hasn't replied to the text message she sent him in the afternoon... Song Qingchun frowned and stared at the screen of her phone in embarrassment, thinking about whether to send another text message to Su Zhinian.

While she was hesitating, the phone in her palm vibrated, and a message popped up on the screen.

It was from Su Zhinian, and the reply was that she asked him what the weather was like there when he was on a business trip in the United States in the afternoon: "It's not bad."

With Su Zhinian's text message, Song Qingchun didn't need to struggle anymore. He quickly typed a few words on the screen and sent it: "You haven't gone home yet?"

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This was probably Su Zhinian's busiest day since 2016. He received two clients in the morning, held three consecutive meetings with almost no intervals in the afternoon, and even entertained a very important partner in the evening.

Even the text message just now was sent to Song Qingchun on his way to the bathroom while he was away from the dinner table.

In the bathroom, Su Zhinian felt the vibration of his phone in his pocket. After he finished solving the problem and washed his hands, he took out his phone and read the text message: "You haven't gone home yet?"

He subconsciously started typing on the keyboard: "No, things are a little bit... tonight."

When the text message reached this point, Su Zhinian's movements suddenly stopped.