Chapter 399: Living in Memory (2)

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

Song Qingchun couldn"t really explain her anger, but she pulled the front door open and tossed those mismatched shoes into the trashcan. Then, she dragged her three suitcases to the gate.

As Cheng Qingchong said, there was an Audi waiting at the gate. She knew the person behind the wheel; it was Su Zhinian"s driver. When he saw her come out, the driver immediately jumped out to help Song Qingchun with her luggage.

Song Qingchun denied his help with a firm no, which startled the driver. He subconsciously raised his head to meet Cheng Qingchong"s eyes, who was coming out behind Song Qingchun.

Cheng Qingchong shook her head imperceptibly at the driver, and he pulled back his arms that were reaching for Song Qingchun"s bags.

Two minutes later, the taxi Song Qingchun called finally arrived. She knocked on the driver"s door, signaling for him to open the trunk. Then, she stubbornly denied the help offered by Su Zhinian"s driver and hauled her bags into the trunk all on her own, even though it did take a toll on her.

Song Qingchun opened the door to the backseat and was about to go in when Cheng Qingchong called her name. "Miss Song…"

Song Qingchun stopped moving but didn"t turn to see Cheng Qingchong.

"…Before you leave, CEO Su wants me to tell you something."

Song Qingchun seemed to have frozen in that half-bent pose.

Cheng Qingchong continued with a professional smile on her face and carried out Su Zhinian"s last order perfectly, through the pain and discomfort that it caused her. "CEO Su said, now that the contract is over, the relations.h.i.+p between the two of you is officially over. He hopes that the relations.h.i.+p can return to the pre-contract state. He hopes that you"ll stop bugging him."

Bugging him?

Song Qingchun stood, dazed, for about five seconds before she crawled into the car and slammed the door close without even a look at Cheng Qingchong.

The taxi driver started the engine immediately and left the bungalow.

Song Qingchun leaned against the backseat cus.h.i.+on, and the tears she had been trying to hold in since Cheng Qingchong"s arrival finally fell. Their relations.h.i.+p since the very beginning was based on a contract; it was written down on paper; she had even written her signature on it.

When he promised her that he would return a revived Song Empire to her at the end of the one hundred days, he had even reminded that would also be the end of whatever relations.h.i.+p they had. Their relations.h.i.+p was nothing more than a trade…

She only had herself to blame for falling into the entrapment of feelings and forgetting the very basic premise of their relations.h.i.+p. However, she didn"t expect he would be so much crueler and more clear-cut than she was when it came to the matters of relations.h.i.+p.

Song Qingchun raised her hands to cover her eyes, but it was not enough to stop the tears from flowing.

…

Cheng Qingchong stood at the door until the taxi had disappeared before the smile on her face disappeared.

She turned to tell the driver, "Mr. Zhang, I"m sorry for causing you to make this unnecessary trip."

After the driver left, she turned to head back into Su Zhinian"s bungalow.

She took the stairs up to the second floor and stood at the door to Song Qingchun"s original bedroom. The place had been emptied out, and seeing this, her eyes started to wet.

Big Boss might have said those cruel things to Miss Song, but who will ever know how much crueler he is to himself?

He truly had placed his life on the line that night for Miss Song.

Since he was rushed to the hospital that night, until now, he was still unconscious.

In fact, I doubt anyone knows that his heart even almost stopped twice.