Chapitre 619: You Like Me, Right? (3)

The taxi driver was dazed before telling Song Qingchun the fare. Song Qingchun grabbed a handful of money out from her pocket, glanced through it to make the amount was about right, and shoved it toward the driver. Then, she practically jumped out of the car.

Song Qingchun stood under Su Zhinian's company and tipped her head back to look at the skyscraper that shot into the sky. She fixed her hair that had gone ruffled from all the rushing about against the shiny glass, took a deep breath, raised her chin up, and took slow deliberate steps toward the company entrance.

The door sensed Song Qingchun's approach and opened slowly. For this past year, Song Qingchun had been to Su Zhinian's many times. In fact, when she stayed with Su Zhinian, she even followed him to work once so Song Qingchun was familiar with the company layout.