Chapter 880 It Turns Out We Can Love Each Other (2)

The phone in Song Qingchun's palm vibrated again.

Song Qingchun retracted his gaze from Su Zhinian, lowered his head, and clicked on the text message.

Su Zhinian sent two jokes.

Song Qingchun was never very funny, but because of Xiao Zhizhi, he couldn't laugh at these two jokes that would normally make him laugh.

Su Zhinian, who was not far away, had been paying attention to her. Seeing that she was not smiling, he tirelessly sent her one joke after another.

His actions warmed her heart.

When she saw the twelfth joke he sent, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smiled lightly.

When he saw her smiling, he finally stopped making jokes and stared at her slightly drooped side face for a moment. He lowered his eyes and casually dealt with the greetings of the people around him while sending her a message. He said: "I'm sorry, I can't be with you when you are sad."

Song Qingchun looked at this text message, and the smile in his eyes was gradually replaced by moisture.

No matter how close he and her were in private, in front of others, he and she could only look at each other from afar.

There was always a huge crowd between them, unlike other couples or lovers, but they stood side by side and accompanied each other openly.

Just like at this moment, she was very sad, but he couldn't walk up to her and give her a comforting hug like other women, in full view of the public. He could only choose to give her a comforting hug in a way that no one else could see. She texted.

The love between him and her was so sweet when there were only two of them, but how sad it was now.

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At half past nine, the anniversary celebration started on time.

The well-known host specially invited by Song's Enterprise stood on the brightly lit stage, held up a microphone, and spoke the opening words with great emotion: "Gentlemen and ladies, please be quiet."

The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.

"Now we invite Mr. Song Menghua, the chairman of Song Enterprises!" The host smiled and made an invitation gesture to the audience, and then took the lead and applauded.

Amidst the surging applause, Song Menghua walked onto the stage with his crutches and the support of his butler.

Song Menghua stood in the center of the stage, and the white chasing light cast a circle of bright light around him.

He held up his crutches with both hands and forgot about the guests. He waited until the applause began to subside before clearing his throat. Then the whole scene was silent for an instant. Only then did Song Menghua speak into the microphone: "Good evening, everyone. I'm glad that everyone is here in Baidu. In my busy life, I took time out to attend the anniversary celebration of Song Enterprises."

"Standing here today, I want to announce something very important."

"Everyone knows that my health is getting worse day by day, so the first thing I want to say is that from now on, I will officially resign as the chairman of Song Enterprises, and this position will be taken by..."

Song Menghua paused deliberately, and everyone in the audience turned to Song Qingchun, the only successor of Song's enterprise at this time.

"...My long-lost son, Mr. Su Zhinian, the CEO of Su Enterprises, took over."

The originally quiet atmosphere at the scene turned into a bit of commotion.

The media reporters who were intercepted by the security guards at the outermost ring desperately pressed the shutter of the camera, and countless flashes lit up with a clicking sound.