Chapter 598 She Is Heartbroken Again (8)

Song Qingchun stared at the director with blank eyes for a moment, and suddenly understood something. He curled his lips and smiled at the director: "I took some medicine and had a good sleep. I feel much better. I think there is still some work to do." Deal with it and come over."

"Then you have to pay attention to rest. If you feel uncomfortable later, get off work early and go home."

"Thank you, Director."

Song Qingchun waited until the station director passed by, then walked to his office with his bag.

It was the lunch break at this time, and many people were lying on the table to take a nap. Occasionally, one or two colleagues would get up and go to the tea room to pour water. When they walked in front of Song Qingchun, they would say hello to her in a friendly way.

Tang Nuan was sitting at her desk. It seemed that she had been staring at the computer to deal with work. In fact, she had been paying attention to Song Qingchun out of the corner of her eye. It wasn't until she entered the office and closed the door that she focused her attention. Come back.

She carried the bag beside her to her face, opened it, and stared at the small medicine bottle placed quietly inside, with a thoughtful look on her face.

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Song Qingchun sat on the office chair, first pressed the switch of the computer, then took out her mobile phone from her pocket, found a text message, clicked on it, and as expected, she saw the leave text message she had sent, just as the director said.

Distributed at 4:58 in the morning.

She was sleeping at that time... So it was Su Zhinian who took her mobile phone and asked for leave for her?

Since he had left her alone while she was asleep, why did he ask for leave for her and tell the waiter not to deliver her bag too early?

His contradictory behavior, is he with her in his heart or without her?

In the splendid suite, Song Qingchun's mood, which had taken a lot of effort to calm down, became chaotic again.

Just like last night, the two little people in her heart began to fight again.

She was too tired last night and took medicine. Before the two little people could tell a result, she fell asleep first.

But now, she didn't feel sleepy at all. The two little people were fighting back and forth in her heart, and there was never a winner. In the end, she was about to be tortured and collapsed.

Song Qingchun stood up irritably and walked around the office. Just when she was going crazy and wanted to pull her hair out, there was a knock on the office door.

Song Qingchun took a deep breath and tried hard to keep his face calm. After sitting down in the office chair, he said, "Come in."

The person who walked through the door was her assistant, who came to give her a summary of the week's work.

Song Qingchun could hear a few words at first, but later, her thoughts drifted to Su Zhinian, and she could only hear the assistant chattering on the side, but she had no idea what he said.

In fact, it wasn't long before the assistant reported to work, but she felt it was particularly difficult. Finally, when her eyes came into contact with a bouquet of flowers on the desk, she picked out a rose, broke off the petals, and said it silently in her heart. : He likes me, he doesn’t like me, he likes me, he doesn’t like me…

...The last petal is: He doesn't like me.

He doesn't like her, right? If she liked it, how could he be so cruel to force her to take birth control pills?

But……

If it had been before last night, Song Qingchun would not have had such a fluke.