After a while, Su Zhinian finally turned around to accept the MP3 player.
"CEO Su, about that meeting…" Cheng Qingchong merely got half of her sentence out when she was dazed by the redness in Su Zhinian's eyes. She swallowed the rest of her sentence and changed what she had planned to say. "Shall we reschedule it to tomorrow?"
Su Zhinian lowered his head to look at the MP3 player in his palm and answered softly, "Yes."
"Then, CEO Su, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
Su Zhinian did not respond, so Cheng Qingchong grabbed the mess that she had cleaned up and walked out of the meeting room. Su Zhinian stood before the window for another ten minutes before turning to walk out of the meeting room. He did not return to his office but walked right into the elevator, got into his car, and drove home.
He changed his shoes at the front door and slowly padded upstairs. He was very tired, but he did not go to his bedroom but his study.
