Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

She withdrew from the bathroom in frustration, and before walking back to the bedroom, she heard the door behind her being knocked.

Did Su Zhinian just just go out and come back now?

Song Qingchun's eyes lit up and rushed to the door quickly, pulling the door open vigorously.

The waiter seemed to have foreseen that the person staying inside responded so strongly. He froze for a moment before speaking to Song Qingqing with a polite smile: "Miss Song, this is your bag. Please check to see if there are thing."

It turned out that the waiter brought the bag she threw in the box last night... Song Qingchun's eyes dimmed instantly. She stretched out her hand tiredly and took the bag. She looked a little absent-minded and turned twice. Seeing that the wallet, car keys and mobile phone are all there, he twitched his lips at the waiter and said, "Everything is there, thank you."

The waiter continued to smile for a while. As soon as she was about to leave, Song Qingchun thought of something. Suddenly she asked with some hope: "This bag was brought to you by Su Zhinian?"

"Yes, President Su told the front desk to organize your things and let them be delivered to you around 11 am."

He asked the waiter to come back to give her a package at eleven o'clock. Was he afraid of disturbing her sleep?

She said that her bag will be sent by others, it must be what he ordered... Woke up without seeing Su Zhinian's lowness, and dissipated a lot in an instant. He didn't wait for her to wake up because of something. Left?

Song Qingchun stared at the waiter's eyes, all with a hint of full smile: "What about Su Su? What time did he leave?"

"Mr. Su?" The waiter thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Su left early in the morning. It's estimated to be five o'clock, maybe not yet."

The smile in Song Qingchun's eyes solidified in an instant, she stared at the waiter in a daze, but nothing happened.

The waiter waited for a moment to see that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and then she said out loudly, "Miss Song, do you have any more needs now?"

Song Qingchun looked back, lowered his eyes, covered the emotions in his eyes, shook his head at the waiter, closed the door, carrying his bag, and slowly walked back to the bedroom.

When she fell asleep last night, it was more than three o'clock, he only stayed for more than an hour, and left...

It turned out that he wasn’t what she thought, because Si had something to do... It turned out that he didn’t even want to stay here to accompany her...

But last night, the things he did for her, the anger he gave to her, his anger, his tenderness... all vivid, clear and true.

How did he wake her up so completely when he woke up?

Song Qingchun sat by the bed, staring at the bright sun outside the window for a long time, and then blinked some dry eyes, put away his confused thoughts, washed and dressed, and left the hotel.

...

Song Qingchun went to the TW company, thinking that he would be reprimanded by the director for not saying anything in the morning, so he didn’t come to the company to work. As a result, he just stepped out of the elevator, and the director who came out of the bathroom saw her, and he was a little surprised. Just say: "Song Qingchun, you are not feeling well, did you specially send a text message to ask for leave in the morning? Why are you here now? Is your body well?"

Leave? When did she text to ask for leave?

Song Qingqing stared blankly at the director for a moment, and suddenly understood what was the same,