Song Qingchun walked until she was about a hundred meters away from Su Zhinian's car before she stopped .
Before, when she was waiting under the street lamp, her legs had already been shaking from illness . The short walk seemed to have drained every drop of energy within her . She had trouble even trying to breathe . Song Qingchun reached out to lean against an old tree by the roadside . She closed her eyes to take several deep breaths before turning around to lean against the tree trunk .
There was still no response when she tried calling for a cab . Realizing she was unable to move on her own two feet anymore, Song Qingchun doubled the price and called for another cab service .
The messages kept on firing through the app, but there was no taker .
Song Qingchun felt the cold sweat that had soaked her clothes . She gripped her phone tightly and held onto her consciousness as firmly as she could . Even if she had to faint, she had to wait for Su Zhinian to leave first . Time moved exceptionally slow since she was in pain .
The minute digit on her phone had only changed five times while Song Qingchun felt like she was about to collapse . When the digit jumped for the seventh time, Cheng Qingchong finally came out from City Clubhouse .
Her gait was fast and professional, but in Song Qingchun's eyes, she was not fast enough . Her eyes were practically glued to Cheng Qingchong's feet . When she reached the car and got into it, Song Qingchun sighed in relief under her breath .
Su Zhinian's car started to move . As the car passed her, Song Qingchun knew Su Zhinian would not even pay her any heed, but she still lowered her head . After about half a minute, when Song Qingchun thought his car had long since driven away, she slowly raised her eyes to see that Su Zhinian's car had for some reason stopped before her again . The car was about twenty meters away from her . She had the perfect view of Su Zhinian through the car window .
Probably because the car had started moving, he was no longer on his laptop . Instead, the man was leaning against the car seat luxuriously, and around him was an air of chilliness .
Probably because the car had started moving, he was no longer on his laptop . Instead, the man was leaning against the car seat luxuriously, and around him was an air of chilliness .
Actually, the moment Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian, her first instinct had been to avert her eyes . However, the high fever had caused her reactions to be slower than usual . When she was about to pull her eyes away, the man suddenly turned around, and their eyes met across the distance .
Song Qingchun bit on her lips, and her movement stopped . Even through the haze of the fever, she could clearly see the lack of warmth and cruelty at the bottom of his eyes .
Through the corner of her eyes, Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's driver put down his phone and started to drive again .
Through the corner of her eyes, Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's driver put down his phone and started to drive again .
His eyes that stared at her were coming closer and closer . Just as the front of the car was about to pass her, a world of darkness covered her eyes, and she fell headfirst to the floor .
The fall made her groan in pain . Before she faded out of consciousness completely, her eyes floated instinctively toward Su Zhinian sitting inside the car .
The man did not seem to notice her fall even though he was looking at her . There was no change in his expression, and he even slowly moved his gaze away .
Chapter 639: Lets Get Married (3). Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Song Qingchun walked until she was about a hundred meters away from Su Zhinians car before she stopped . Before, when she was waiting under the street lamp, her legs had already been shaking from illness . The short walk seemed to have drained every drop of energy within her . She had trouble even trying to breathe . Song Qingchun reached out to lean against an old tree by the roadside . She closed her eyes to take several deep breaths before turning around to lean against the tree trunk . There was still no response when she tried calling for a cab . Realizing she was unable to move on her own two feet anymore, Song Qingchun doubled the price and called for another cab service . The messages kept on firing through the app, but there was no taker . Song Qingchun felt the cold sweat that had soaked her clothes . She gripped her phone tightly and held onto her consciousness as firmly as she could . Even if she had to faint, she had to wait for Su Zhinian to leave first . Time moved exceptionally slow since she was in pain . The minute digit on her phone had only changed five times while Song Qingchun felt like she was about to collapse . When the digit jumped for the seventh time, Cheng Qingchong finally came out from City Clubhouse . Her gait was fast and professional, but in Song Qingchuns eyes, she was not fast enough . Her eyes were practically glued to Cheng Qingchongs feet . When she reached the car and got into it, Song Qingchun sighed in relief under her breath . Su Zhinians car started to move . As the car passed her, Song Qingchun knew Su Zhinian would not even pay her any heed, but she still lowered her head . After about half a minute, when Song Qingchun thought his car had long since driven away, she slowly raised her eyes to see that Su Zhinians car had for some reason stopped before her again . The car was about twenty meters away from her . She had the perfect view of Su Zhinian through the car window . Probably because the car had started moving, he was no longer on his laptop . Instead, the man was leaning against the car seat luxuriously, and around him was an air of chilliness . Actually, the moment Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian, her first instinct had been to avert her eyes . However, the high fever had caused her reactions to be slower than usual . When she was about to pull her eyes away, the man suddenly turned around, and their eyes met across the distance . Song Qingchun bit on her lips, and her movement stopped . Even through the haze of the fever, she could clearly see the lack of warmth and cruelty at the bottom of his eyes . Through the corner of her eyes, Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinians driver put down his phone and started to drive again . His eyes that stared at her were coming closer and closer . Just as the front of the car was about to pass her, a world of darkness covered her eyes, and she fell headfirst to the floor . The fall made her groan in pain . Before she faded out of consciousness completely, her eyes floated instinctively toward Su Zhinian sitting inside the car . The man did not seem to notice her fall even though he was looking at her . There was no change in his expression, and he even slowly moved his gaze away .