nChapter 256: One Danger After Another (7)

nTranslator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

nSong Qingchun smiled, looking at the young man's cute reaction. She smiled and thanked him once more, which only seemed to make the man blush even harder; his face was so red that Song Qingchun was worried blood was going to start pouring out of his nostrils.

nSong Qingchun changed the subject.

"What's your name?

"

nThe man raised his finger to fiddle with the glasses sitting on his nose before answering,

"Gao Ming.

"

nAfter a pause, he asked,

"What about you?

"

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"Song Qingchun.

"

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"That sounds so familiar like I've heard it somewhere before… Wait, I remember now, you're that reporter from TW Station, aren't you?

"

n…

nSong Qingchun found out the young man was a second-year university student and a Hubei native.

nIt was Song Qingchun who reached her destination station first. She wanted to treat the young man to a meal as sign of appreciation, but he rejected her offer because he was on the way to a date with his girlfriend.

nAs she exited the subway, the rush of cold wind on her face cleared Song Qingchun's mind greatly.

nAs she walked toward Su Zhinian's bungalow, she replayed the incident in her mind. She still shivered from the possible consequences.

nWhen Song Qingchun arrived at his front door, she pulled out her phone to relay her experience that day among her circle of friends. She ended it with an

"I almost met God today

" coupled with a

"crying

" and

"frowning face

" emoji.

n…

nSu Zhinian, who was managing two companies at the same time, was the busiest he had ever been during this period before Lunar New Year.

nHe had just finished a video conference with Song Empire's top management, and before he could grab a gulp of water, he was called to attend another meeting by Cheng Qingchong.

nSu Zhinian massaged the bridge of his nose to relieve the tension that had started to gather in his mind. He stood up, grabbed his phone, and left the office.

nHugging a stack of documents and laptop, Cheng Qingchong hurried behind him. When Su Zhinian almost reached the meeting room, he received a message alert on his phone.

nSu Zhinian pulled it out and realized it was a WhatsApp message. He clicked it open and saw it was a new message in a group. He was about to exit when he noticed the latest sender was Song Qingchun. He immediately opened it.

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"Today, when I was taking the subway home, I was pushed beyond the yellow line. If not for the young man who pulled me back, I guess I would have been tomorrow's morning headline… That was too close! Even now, my heart is still beating. I almost met God today…?☹️

"

nSu Zhinian suddenly stopped moving.

nCheng Qingchong turned to look at him with befuddlement.

"CEO Su?

"

nHer words fell on deaf ears as Su Zhinian stared with absolute focus at the phone screen. Then, his brows furrowed deeply. He pointed at the door, signaling for Cheng Qingchong to head in first. Then he walked toward the window, pressing a series of a numbers on his phone.

nHis call was picked up almost immediately. Following Song Qingchun's greeting, Su Zhinian could also hear the sound of rushing water and the whirring of the exhaust fan.

nShe's cooking? Then it really seems like she's safe and sound.

nSu Zhinian's worried heart finally relaxed. He was about to sigh in relief when the expression on his face froze because he…

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