Chapter 322: The Quiet Man (3)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
It was 9.55 am, and the representative from SR was going to arrive in about five minutes. He needed to prepare to welcome the representative. However, before leaving his room, Su Zhinian wished to inform Song Qingchun that if he was too busy caught up in the meeting and was unable to accompany her for lunch, she could go have lunch with Cheng Qingchong, and if she felt bored and wished to find someone to talk to, she could get Cheng Qingchong to accompany her as well. Therefore, Su Zhinian cleared her throat and called her name.
“Qing…” When the first syllable left his lips, Song Qingchun shuddered like she was shocked. She lowered her head immediately, and the magazine in her hands scrunched up with a crunch. Then, for some unknown reason, she sprung up from the sofa.
“I have to use the toilet!” she blurted out in a hurry and dashed out of his office before Su Zhinian even had the chance to inform her how to get to the bathroom.
Cheng Qingchong was going to knock on the office door to inform Su Zhinian of the imminent meeting when the door burst open with Song Qingchun dashing out from within. Cheng Qingchong was caught by surprise and was about to greet Song Qingchun, but the latter dashed straight past her and headed for the breakroom.
Cheng Qingchong frowned with confusion as she looked toward Su Zhinian. Before she could make sense of the situation, Su Zhinian ordered, “Later, have Jurry accompany me to welcome the SR representative, you keep an eye on her.”
Cheng Qingchong knew the ‘her’ in question was naturally the beautiful girl her boss had brought with him to the company. She nodded and replied, “Yes, CEO Su.”
Su Zhinian stood up and smoothed down the clothes, which had gotten ruffled from being in a seated position for too long. As he did so, he ordered Cheng Qingchong in a toneless manner, “Remember to watch over her carefully and don’t let her leave this floor.”
“Yes, CEO Su.”
“If I am unable to return before lunch, you order a boxed lunch for her.” After a pause, Su Zhinian added, “Order the take-out from Golden Corner. In fact, go make the order now, it will arrive at noon sharp. Her favorite dishes are…”
Su Zhinian rattled off a few dishes and, after a while, added as an afterthought, “You accompany her during lunch; she doesn’t like to eat on her own.”
“I understand, CEO Su.”
When Su Zhinian passed Cheng Qingchong, he stopped and said, “Right, her period just came, so don’t order anything cold for her. Also, the ice-cream in the company breakroom, make sure she stays away from that.”
“Yes, CEO Su.”
“If you’re unable to pull yourself away from work, then assign someone else to look after her and keep her company.” Su Zhinian took two steps and halted because he still felt worried. In the end, he assigned his most reliable employee to be Song Qingchun’s chaperone for the day.
“Yes, CEO Su.”
Su Zhinian stood there for a while, and after he felt he had done everything he could, he finally left with Jurry.
…
I must have lost my mind, envisioning Su Zhinian in bed with a woman in his office, and those visions were definitely not child-friendly.
Song Qingchun planted herself on the toilet seat without even lifting the lid up. She tapped her burning face lightly. Several deep breaths later, her beating heart finally calmed down.
She purposely spent a very long time in the bathroom and dragged her feet as she walked toward Su Zhinian’s office. She finally sighed in relief when she realized he was no longer in there.
