Chapter 797 If You Don’t Marry, I Won’t Marry (17)

The person who answered the phone was a nanny, because in the past, in order to avoid Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun always called her home to ask if he was there. As a result, this time the nanny answered the phone, but she had not asked if Su Zhinian was there. At home, the nanny first told her that Master Su was playing chess with the old gentleman at home and asked her if she wanted to come back for dinner?

Song Qingchun replied "yes" and hung up the phone. She hailed a taxi and went straight back to Song's house.

Opening the door, there was no one in the living room. Song Qingchun went upstairs and changed into home clothes. When she came down, she went to the kitchen and saw Fang Rou watching the nanny cooking dinner. She said hello. , went to the study room, and just as the nanny said, Su Zhinian was playing chess with Song Menghua.

As soon as Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian, she was filled with anger over being locked away at home by him last night. However, in front of Song Menghua, she couldn't vent her anger. She could only act coquettishly with Song Menghua with a smile on her face. When Song Menghua wasn't paying attention, he glared at Su Zhinian fiercely. However, when the man came into contact with her fierce gaze, the expression on his face was indifferent without any emotion.

The calmer Su Zhinian became, the angrier Song Qingchun became. She secretly raised her foot under the table and kicked Su Zhinian.

She used a lot of force, but the man seemed to feel no pain. He stared at the chessboard, pondered for a moment, and then placed the chess piece steadily.

His indifference made her feel like she was trying hard but hitting cotton wool, and she couldn't use her strength, which made her even more angry.

Song Qingchun had always wanted to find an opportunity where Su Zhinian was alone with her. However, Su Zhinian seemed to have insight into her thoughts and did not leave Song Menghua's side at all. Until the nanny finally came over and called for dinner, Song Qingchun continued Min Min and Su Zhinian didn't even get a chance to be alone together.

At the dinner table, Song Qingchun was sitting opposite Su Zhinian. She was holding back her anger but had no way to vent it. She kept making little moves like she did in the study. She would either kick him hard under the dining table or pick up food while he was there. When the time comes, grab what his chopsticks are pointing at.

He didn't eat much and was the first to put down his chopsticks. Song Qingchun saw him put down his chopsticks and also put down his chopsticks. She thought that as long as he got up and left the table, she would follow him out. Who knew that Su Zhinian sat there motionless? On the dining chair, I took out my mobile phone and started playing with it.

No matter how slow Song Qingchun's reaction was, she knew that Su Zhinian was avoiding being alone with her. She stared angrily at Su Zhinian with her eyes lowered, knowing that she was looking at him again, but he never raised his eyelids to glance at her. After looking at it for a while, he angrily took out his cell phone from his pocket, clicked on the text message, and started typing.

"Su Zhinian, you big bastard!"

Su Zhinian, who was sitting opposite her, heard his phone ding. He just glanced at the reminder that popped up at the top of the phone screen, and then continued to browse the web with an indifferent expression.

Pretending not to see her text message? Are you still playing on your phone? Song Qingchun bit her lower lip, then typed randomly on the keyboard, clicked on a word and sent it, then continued typing on the keyboard, and continued clicking. As she texted like she was swiping the screen, Su Zhinian's phone dinged. Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong started ringing non-stop. When it finally rang, Su Zhinian had no choice but to mute the screen lock of his phone and put it in his pocket.