Su Zhinian frowned. As he was going to kick the chair behind him to stand up, he heard Song Qingchun's footsteps coming from her bedroom toward the study. He immediately pulled back his leg and lowered his head to continue reading the document. Not long after, he heard the knock on his door and her soft, gentle voice asking, "Mr. Su?"
It was completely different from the tone she had just used to mock him… Su Zhinian tried his best to stop the smile that was threatening to appear on his face. He coughed lightly and said nonchalantly, "Come in."
The door was pushed open a sliver. Song Qingchun did not come in but only poked her head through. Her glossy and dark eyes looked at Su Zhinian. "Mr. Su, I forgot to ask, what do you wish to have for the meal?"
Her panic just now was only about this? Su Zhinian shifted his gaze away from the document to look at Song Qingchun. After a while, he said, "You decide."
