Chapter 731 Youth, I Love You (1)

Su Zhinian's heart thumped heavily and he subconsciously turned his head towards the stairs.

Su Zhinian, who had not paid attention to the movement in the room, held the phone in silence for a moment, as if he had noticed something, and suddenly took steps and rushed towards the stairs with a meteoric stride.

Su Zhinian stepped on the stairs, and as soon as he turned the corner, he saw Song Qingchun sitting in the corridor on the second floor.

The girl's fair face was soaked with tears, her eyes were unfocused, her lips were pale, and she looked fragile, as if she had received a huge blow...

Su Zhinian's pace slowly stopped.

Before he hangs up the phone in his hand, the airline's customer service is urging him: "Hello, sir, are you still there? Sir, do you want to continue to book your ticket? Sir? Sir?"

Su Zhinian regained his consciousness slightly, dropped the phone that was still held stiffly by his ear, and pressed hang up without looking at the screen.

The entire villa fell into an eerie silence for an instant. Except for Song Qingchun's small sobs, there was no other sound.

Time ticked by, the sun set outside the window, and night gradually came. When all the lights were on, Su Zhinian walked towards Song Qingchun upstairs with stiff steps.

Su Zhinian walked up nine steps for a full five minutes.

He stood in front of Song Qingchun, staring down at her who was still crying for a while, and then slowly knelt down.

Did she hear everything? She must have heard everything, otherwise how could she cry like this? The nightmare that he had tried so hard to cover up over the years and would rather she hate him than let her know about it, finally let her know...

An indescribable panic swept through Su Zhinian's body unexpectedly. His eyes rolled around in panic for a while before he swallowed hard, moved his lips slightly, and spoke in a hoarse voice. And dry: "Youth..."

He just called her name and didn't know how to continue.

She cried even harder when she heard his voice. After hesitating for a long time, he raised his fingertips and gently touched the tears on her face.

He wanted to wipe her tears, but his touch made her body tremble suddenly, and then she raised her head and looked at him.

The look in her eyes as she stared at him contained fear, bewilderment, shock, despair, and absurdity... In the end, her dark and moist eyes were covered by a glimmer of hope, as if she had grasped some life-saving straw. General, suddenly raised her hand tightly, grabbed his arm, raised her head, and asked: "Su Zhinian, what I heard just now are all lies, right?"

Su Zhinian's fingertips paused abruptly. He looked at her expectant little face and felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard, with pain roaring uncontrollably.

"Su Zhinian, you were telling a joke to your mother just now, right?" Song Qingchun was like a wounded animal, with a helpless light flashing in his dark eyes.

Su Zhinian turned his head away hastily, unable to bear to look directly into her eyes.

"Su Zhinian, you are not my father's son, are you?"

"Su Zhinian?"

"Su Zhinian...?"

"Su Zhinian, are you really my father's son?"