Chapter 10 The Tsundere God Lives in My House (10)

"She is Song Cheng's younger sister." Tang Nuo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly threw out such a sentence.

"Song Cheng? The CEO of the Song Corporation who committed suicide by jumping off the building three months ago? His sister, the daughter of the Song family?"

"No wonder I think she looks familiar. She is a reporter from TW Radio, right? She has appeared on TV a few times, what's her name..."

"Song Qingchun..." Tang Nuo opened his mouth again. He touched a card, but instead of looking at its face, he lowered his eyebrows and groped for the card with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about something from the past. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Aren't you all asking just now, what is the relationship between Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian?"

Tang Nuo played a card casually, raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Actually, they have nothing to do with each other... If there is a relationship, it is that Song Qingchun is probably in this world, from the past to the present, The only woman who has approached and walked into Su Zhinian's world."

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When Su Zhinian came out of the box, he took the opportunity to close the door. Without even looking at Song Qingchun, he walked along the "resplendent" corridor covered with heavy carpets and headed inside.

The corridor was very quiet, and Song Qingchun followed Su Zhinian step by step. The two of them didn't talk much, except for occasional faint cheers, which came from the sound-proof box.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Su Zhinian stopped. He took out a card from his pocket, swiped it, and then opened the door. He still ignored Song Qingchun who was following him, and opened it directly. door, walked into the house.

Song Qingchun stood at the door and saw Su Zhinian go to the bar and pour a glass of water, then sat down on the sofa gracefully holding the glass.

She didn't follow, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry, as if he was very patient, he sat there, drinking water slowly.

Su Zhinian obviously didn't say or do anything, but Song Qingchun could clearly feel a strong aura coming out of him, oppressing her, her heart beat faster suddenly, she stood at the door Her feet, as if filled with lead, sank so badly that even the thought of turning around and running away emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian, hesitated for a while, and finally walked into the house.

She closed the door and approached Su Zhinian step by step. Her steps were very slow, and her heartbeat was so fast that she couldn't bear it.

She didn't know what she was going to face next, but she had no choice. Whether it was a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, she had to grit her teeth and bear it.

Song Qingchun stopped at a seat about one meter away from Su Zhinian. She clenched her hands into fists subconsciously. She looked at him and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just as she was about to speak, she casually spoke as if thinking of something. He changed his mouth silently, instead of calling "Su Zhinian", he shouted: "President Su."

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes slightly, and the water glass in his hand suddenly fell towards Song Qingchun's feet.

His force was so great that the glass shattered into slag and splashed everywhere.

Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, Su Zhinian also spoke, with a bit of coldness in his voice: "Song Qingchun, you are really courageous!"

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