Chapter 642 Let’s Get Married (2)

She was in the hospital, but she didn't see a doctor.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Song Menghua woke up and the nurse came in and brought breakfast.

Song Qingchun, who was top-heavy and tired, forced herself to have breakfast with Song Menghua. When her sister-in-law Fang Rou arrived, she packed her things and left the hospital.

Song Qingchun returned to the Song family first. She took a shower and changed into clean clothes. When she was going downstairs to go to work, her vision went dark and she almost rolled down the stairs. Fortunately, she caught her in time. Hold the armrest.

Song Qingchun waited for a long time, then walked slowly downstairs. She originally wanted to drive to the company, but thinking that she was so uncomfortable now, she simply put the car keys at the entrance and left The pair of high heels I planned to wear were put back in the shoe cabinet, and then I changed into a pair of flat shoes that were comfortable for walking.

Song Qingchun walked out of the house and walked to the entrance of the community while calling a taxi with her mobile phone.

During the morning rush hour, the roads were a bit congested. Although the taxi was quite close to her, Song Qingchun still waited for a few minutes at the gate of the community before the car she called came.

When the car was halfway through the journey, Song Qingchun received a call from the station director, so she temporarily changed the location to "Beijing Club".

Song Qingchun endured the cold sweat that kept breaking out all over her body, and picked up the things the station director asked her to take at the "Beijing Club". Then she walked to the side of the road with her weak legs, leaning against the street lamp, waiting for a taxi.

The "Capital Club" is located near the Forbidden City, and there are very few taxis. Song Qingchun waited for a taxi for a long time with his mobile phone, but instead waited for Su Zhinian.

He seemed to have come to the Capital Club for business, and the car happened to stop slowly in front of her.

Song Qingchun, who was extremely uncomfortable, didn't notice Su Zhinian's car at first. At that time, she was holding her mobile phone and trying to call a taxi. Then she heard the sound of a door closing, followed by the click of high heels, and then the sound of high heels. Stopped and heard Cheng Qingcong's voice: "Miss Song?"

When Song Qingchun heard Cheng Qingcong's voice, he lowered his head and was quiet for a moment, then slowly raised his head.

"It's really you..." Cheng Qingcong smiled brightly at her and said hello politely and friendly: "Miss Song, what a coincidence."

"What a coincidence." Song Qingchun reluctantly twitched the corners of her lips.

"Is Miss Song here also to handle official business?"

"Yes."

"Miss Song, you are busy, I have something else to do, so I will go in first."

Song Qingchun nodded but said nothing.

"goodbye."

"Goodbye." When Cheng Qingcong walked away, Song Qingchun lowered her eyelids and stared at the phone screen again.

After about half a minute, as if she realized something, she slowly looked towards the street in front of her and raised her eyelids.

The car that Su Zhinian liked to drive the most on weekdays came into her eyes bit by bit.

Through the glass window of the car door, she saw Su Zhinian, elegant and well-dressed, sitting in the back seat, head slightly lowered, busy staring at the computer on his lap.

However, just a few short hours later, Song Qingchun met Su Zhinian again, and he felt like he was in a trance.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian in a daze for a moment, then quickly regained consciousness. As if she hadn't seen anything, she lowered her head quietly, stuffed her phone into her bag, turned around, and walked forward.