บท 897: Tingting, I Have Superpowers (6)

Su Zhinian straightened himself in a hurry, then he rushed to the sink. As he rubbed his hands raw, he interrupted Song Qingchun without thought, "Tingting, please go out first. After I'm done, we'll sit down and talk, okay?"

He admitted, he was really fragile at the time, he really needed time to prepare himself mentally before he was flung out of heaven and into hell.

"No, this cannot wait anymore because what I'm going to discuss with you is of the utmost importance."

What is more important than the fact that we can no longer be together?

Song Qingchun slowly and unwittingly pushed Su Zhinian closer and closer to his nightmare. Su Zhinian's eyes dimmed. His lips tensed, and a pleading sound entered his voice involuntarily. "Tingting…"