She paused at the door before heading in. She passed the dessert to Su Zhinian and said, "Mr. Su, this is a red date soup, drink it, it's an antianemic."
Su Zhinian pulled back his gaze back from the window and nodded at Song Qingchun. He accepted the bowl and stirred the soup with the spoon. Just as he raised the soup to his lips, his eyes accidentally swept over the laptop beside him, and he added coldly, "It's ready."
Song Qingchun replied, "Thank you."
Then she clicked open her laptop and found the 99 emails she had deleted appearing in her previously empty inbox. She stared at them for about two seconds and closed the laptop without clicking one open to check the content.
Su Zhinian's chewed and tasted the dessert quickly with his head bowed. His expression was light and reserved; however, Song Qingchun could feel the sadness radiating off him.
What happened? He looked so happy earlier…
