Chapter 225 Don't Even Give Me 100 Yuan (5)

Song Qingchun picked it up curiously, and his expression froze instantly when he saw the content on it.

It was a toll bill for passing the expressway, and it clearly stated what time and minutes, and where to get on the expressway.

When Su Zhinian called her, didn't he say that he was near the northern suburbs of the city?

Why does it say on the charge sheet that it departs from the city of Beijing?

Song Qingchun hastily clicked on the phone's call records, and found that the time Su Zhinian called him was about 20 minutes earlier than the time on the bill, that is to say, he was talking to her Did you leave the city after the phone call?

Song Qingchun stared at the piece of paper in her hand without blinking. Her eyes were quiet, but there was a storm in her heart.

So... In fact, he didn't stop by to pick her up because he was close to her, but he made a special trip to pick her up?

Even... From the city to where she is, even if you drive without violating the rules, it takes at least four hours, but it only took him more than an hour... Therefore, he spent almost all the time on the way. Is it speeding the whole time?

Song Qingchun thought that when she was answering the phone with him, he had slammed on the brakes once, and she was still anxious at that time, but she was relieved when he stopped his tone.

Looking back now, she realized how dangerous the situation was!

Song Qingchun's fingers holding the piece of paper began to tremble.

In fact, he was not very good to her. Most of his words were indifferent. Even when he quarreled with her back then, he was much more ruthless than her. Besides, even if they reunited later, he He also exhausted all kinds of sharp and sarcastic words, embarrassing her as much as it can embarrass her.

So in her heart, she always felt that he, like her, hated each other.

But she didn't expect that tonight he would...

Song Qingchun's heart was completely confused.

The car door was suddenly opened, and Song Qingchun regained consciousness in shock. She quietly held the piece of paper in her palm, raised her head, and looked at Su Zhinian.

The man glanced at her indifferently, without any emotion in his tone of voice: "Sleep?"

Song Qingchun nodded, but said nothing.

Su Zhinian restarted the car and drove on the expressway back to the capital.

All Song Qingchun thought about was the piece of paper. After struggling for a long time, she finally couldn't help but asked, "Where did you pick me up from the northern suburbs?"

Su Zhinian stared straight ahead at the road straight ahead, and said calmly, "Yanglin Resort."

Su Zhinian turned the steering wheel, changed lanes, overtook a large car, and then maybe felt that his answer was too boring, so he continued to add: "This afternoon, Mr. Zhang of Luyang is the host. play golf."

Song Qingchun said "Oh", but he muttered silently in his heart, lying, he obviously came out of the city!

fraud! Su Liar!

After Song Qingchun slandered her, she couldn't help but frown again, doubts arose in her heart, why did he lie to her?

Song Qingchun couldn't help staring at Su Zhinian through the rearview mirror.

The streetlights on both sides of the expressway swept across his face, making his flowing profile more perfect.

However, there was a look of tiredness on his face, probably caused by long-distance high-speed driving.