Chapter 602 Song Qingchun’s Temptation (2)

Netizens were right. When her confession was rejected and when she took the birth control pill given by Su Zhinian, she lost not only her confidence, but also her confidence and courage.

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about asking Su Zhinian for a showdown in the afternoon, but no matter how strong the idea was, her courage could only allow her to do the two unanswered phone calls and one There are text messages that are never returned.

His rejection and cruelty eventually turned her into a coward in love.

With a bottle of wine in his stomach, Song Qingchun still lacked a little bit of courage.

After three bottles of wine, Song Qingchun was very drunk, but still couldn't muster up the courage.

Four bottles of wine, five bottles of wine, six bottles of wine... Until finally Song Qingchun got himself completely drunk, and when he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, he stood up from his seat and loudly called the waiter to pay. Then she walked out of the restaurant with unsteady steps, leaned against the street lamp on the side of the road, stretched out her hand, faced the road in front of her, and swayed randomly for a while, and then a taxi stopped in front of her. .

Song Qingchun reached out and pulled the car door several times without opening it. Finally, the driver came down and opened the door for her.

She climbed into the car in a daze, and closed her eyes as soon as she leaned on the back of the car because she felt uncomfortable.

The taxi driver asked her where she was going several times before she opened her eyes in a daze and stared at the dimly lit road ahead for a long time. After a long time, she softly murmured: "What time is it now?"

"It's half past eight."

"Is it so late?" A trace of panic appeared on Song Qingchun's drunken face. Because she was drunk, her tongue was a little tangled: "Master, hurry up and send me to Yonghui Garden. I will be here at seven o'clock." I have to get home before, and I have to make dinner...If it's late, he will be unhappy..."

"...unhappy." Song Qingchun muttered twice and closed his eyes again.

The taxi driver heard the words "Yonghui Garden" clearly, started the car, and sent Song Qingchun there.

Because she didn't tell her the specific house number of the villa, the taxi driver just parked the car at the entrance of the community.

"Miss, we're here."

Song Qingchun slowly opened his eyelids, turned his head, and glanced at the four words "Yonghui Garden" carved on a stone not far outside the window. He immediately pushed open the car door and staggered out. Go down.

"Miss, you haven't paid the fare yet."

"Oh." Song Qingchun stopped in confusion. Without even asking how much it was, he took out a few coins from his bag and threw them in through the window.

"Miss, you gave me too much."

As if she didn't hear the taxi driver's words, Song Qingchun turned around and walked towards the community.

Song Qingchun walked for about half an hour before arriving at the door of Su Zhinian's villa.

She didn't knock on the door, she raised her hand directly, entered the password for the door, and then pushed the door open and entered.

She walked along the long gravel path to the door of the house. Just as she was about to raise her hand to enter the password for the door, the door was opened from the inside.

Song Qingchun paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked at the person standing at the door.

Su Zhinian stood with the light in the room behind her. When she was drunk, she looked hard for a long time before she realized that his eyebrows were frowning.

Was he unhappy because she came home late?

Song Qingchun smiled softly at Su Zhinian and said softly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Su, I'm late."