Chapter 675 The Person He Likes Is You (5)

Cheng Qingcong was stunned for a moment, then realized that Song Qingchun had agreed to her proposal to go to the coffee shop. She immediately smiled and said, "Okay."

Then Cheng Qingcong added: "Thank you."

Song Qingchun drooped his eyelids and said nothing. He still had that lukewarm look on his face. After closing the iron door, he turned the corner and walked towards the entrance of the community.

The distance between Song Qingchun and Cheng Qingcong was about two meters apart. The two of them were silent and thinking about their own concerns along the way, and neither one took the initiative to speak to the other.

Song Qingchun lives nearby, and the owner of Man Coffee knows her. Seeing her coming, he personally went to greet her: "Miss Song, why are you here so late?"

"Something happened." Song Qingchun smiled slightly and found a seat to sit down.

Cheng Qingcong sat in front of her.

Song Qingchun didn't say a word. He took the menu from the side with ease and handed it to Cheng Qingcong. Then he turned to the boss and said, "I'm still the same as before..."

Even before Song Qingchun came out, the boss started writing the next words with a brush: "Vanilla coffee."

Cheng Qingcong chose a cup of "lemon grapefruit tea", and the boss said "wait a moment" and returned to the bar.

Because it was already getting late, and the surrounding area was full of residential areas, there were very few customers in the cafe, which made it seem particularly quiet. Only Eason Chan's low and magnetic singing voice lingered in a low voice.

Song Qingchun saw that Cheng Qingcong had no intention of speaking, and was not in a hurry. He stared at a mural not far away, slightly dazzled.

Cheng Qingcong, who was sitting opposite her, looked directly at her side face and was also thinking deeply.

It wasn't until the boss brought the coffee and grapefruit tea that Song Qingchun retracted his eyes, slowly stirred the coffee with a spoon, then picked it up, took a sip, put it down, stared at Cheng Qingcong, and spoke: "Miss Cheng, what do you want to say to me?"

Cheng Qingcong raised the lemon grapefruit tea to her mouth. After hearing Song Qingchun's words, she didn't drink it. Instead, she put it back on the table. She smiled and then said, "Miss Song, I'm really sorry. It’s late, I’m here to disturb you.”

Song Qingchun twitched her lips. She really didn't want to say it didn't matter, and she didn't say it didn't matter. After all, it was because it really mattered. She was Su Zhinian's secretary, and apart from Su Zhinian, she and she had no relationship. Not many personal relationships.

The two were quiet for a moment, and then Cheng Qingcong spoke again and got to the point: "Miss Song, I heard that you are getting married to Mr. Qin on the 9th next month?"

Su Zhinian just asked her this question three days ago, and three days later, his secretary came over and asked the same question.

Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly, and said "hmm" just like when he had his thoughts of recovery that day in the red garden.

Cheng Qingcong really thought about it for a long time before coming to find Song Qingchun.

She knew that Su Zhinian didn't like others to interfere in his private affairs.

She also knew that if she came to see Miss Song like this, she would probably resign from Su's Enterprise.

Over the years, she had stayed by his side, always acting cautiously, because she was afraid that she would touch his minefield and be driven away by him.

But, now, she really can't care about that much. During this time, she witnessed with her own eyes how bad his life was, and even now he has to leave alone with scars all over his body.