Chapter 830 She Is Really Pregnant (10)
Before the thoughts in Song Qingchun's mind were settled, Mrs. Huang smiled flatteringly at her: "Miss Song, since you have spoken out for this little..."
I'm afraid that Mrs. Huang wanted to call Tang Nuan a "little bitch" out of habit, but for Song Qingchun's sake, she changed her words: "...She begged for mercy. Of course, this matter will be over. I can save other people's face." No, but for Miss Song’s sake, I can’t help but give it..."
This is not to give her face. It is obviously to give Su Zhinian face. She is just pretending to be powerful... But everyone comes from a wealthy family, and no one is bad at talking about people and ghosts. Song Qingchun smiles better than others. Mrs. Huang was still polite: "Thank you very much, Mrs. Huang. I will treat you to dinner some other time."
"Whatever Miss Song said, I should ask you."
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Song Qingchun and Mrs. Huang each exchanged flattering greetings before bidding farewell to each other. Mrs. Huang took her two bodyguards, got into the car in a grand manner, and left.
The people watching around saw that the matter was over and quickly dispersed.
Song Qingchun lowered her head and glanced at Tang Nuan, who was curled up on the ground with a pale face. She moved her lips and wanted to ask her, "Are you okay?" When the words came to her lips, she felt that there was no need to say "Tang" in succession. Without even asking for a warm thank you, he turned around and walked towards the taxi that was waiting for him on the roadside.
Before she got into the car, she turned to look at Tang Nuan, who was lying on the ground and struggled several times without getting up. She sighed softly, opened her bag, and took a thick cigarette from inside. He handed a stack of money to the taxi driver: "I'm sorry, can I trouble you? Send that lady to the People's Hospital in front of you. She is pregnant and looks like she is showing signs of miscarriage..."
The taxi driver looked at Song Qingchun's thick stack of money, hesitated for a moment, agreed, then opened the door, got out of the car and walked towards Tang Nuan.
Song Qingchun bypassed the two taxis, stopped another car, opened the door, and got in.
Song Qingchun, who never looked back, did not notice that Tang Nuan, who was being carried into the car by the taxi driver, looked at her with complicated and stunned eyes.
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Su Zhinian was in a meeting when Song Qingchun called.
He waited until the business department manager finished his report, then said "Sorry", got up and walked out of the conference room, found a relatively quiet place, and answered Song Qingchun's call.
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Thoughts...
Su Zhinian, who was completely unaware that his phone had landed, raised his lips slightly towards the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him.
Thoughts...
Su Zhinian relived Song Qingchun's gentle tone of calling his name in his mind. The curve of the corners of his lips became wider, and even the brows and eyes were filled with smiles.
Thoughts...
Su Zhinian thought about it again without feeling annoyed, and then he couldn't help laughing. After a pause, Su Zhinian laughed again, just when he was about to laugh for the third time. , Cheng Qingcong's voice came from behind: "Mr. Su."
Su Zhinian quickly suppressed the smile on his face. In order to prevent himself from showing any signs of losing his composure, he raised his hand, slightly covered his lips, and coughed to suppress the surging joy in his chest. He was very happy. He said a cold "hmm", and then the moment he finished speaking, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise again.