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Song Qingchun was so shocked by Su Zhinian’s sudden reaction that her head whipped up. In just a few seconds, Su Zhinian had already walked to the door of his personal breakroom. He shoved the door open and walked in without any hesitation. Then the door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Why did he leave mid-sentence?

Song Qingchun frowned, staring at the closed door. Then, the thought that was interrupted by Su Zhinian slowly reformed in her might.

Sanitary Su was showing reaction... down there...

Song Qingchun’s face burned even brighter. Even though Su Zhinian was no longer physically in the room, she still lowered her head in a flustered manner. Her fingers gripped the blanket tightly, so much so that they went white. She then released her grip before tightening it again; she alternated between the two as if hesitant about something.

Eventually, she reached out slowly to the spot that had been touched by Su Zhinian’s thing earlier. As her finger reached it, it instantly retreated like it had been shocked by electricity. Several seconds later, she attempted the same thing again. This time, her hand didn’t remove itself but instead lay quietly over the spot for several moments. After a while, her fingers started to scratch the surface of her jeans with force, as if trying to gouge something out of it with physical force.

Su Zhinian seemed to have locked himself in the breakroom. The office was quiet, and the weird atmosphere still hadn’t dissipated.

After some time, the office door was pushed open silently. Song Qingchun turned toward the sound and saw Cheng Qingchong walked gently into the room like she was afraid her heels might make too loud a sound.

Cheng Qingchong was visibly startled when she noticed the empty desk. She turned toward the direction of the swing, and her body relaxed when she saw Song Qingchun had awoken. Her steps now became more natural. She asked, "Miss Song, I’m sorry, but where is CEO Su?"

Just as Song Qingchun was about to answer, the door to the breakroom was pulled open. Su Zhinian walked out of it with an expression that couldn’t be read. His gaze fell on Cheng Qingchong immediately. "What’s wrong?"

The words that threatened to escape Song Qingchun’s mouth were forcibly swallowed when she saw Su Zhinian. The flush on her face, which had dispersed earlier, started to rise again. She didn’t dare to even look at Su Zhinian, and she immediately turned her head away from the room and looked out the window.

Cheng Qingchong moved her gaze away from Song Qingchun to Su Zhinian, saying, "CEO Su, it’s time for the meeting. We’re all waiting for you."

Su Zhinian nodded as dashed out of the office without acknowledging Song Qingchun. It was like she wasn’t even there.

Cheng Qingchong was surprised by Su Zhinian’s overly aloof reaction. She subconsciously turned toward Song Qingchun and realized the girl’s reaction was similar to her boss’. She looked out the window with a faded expression. It seemed like she was hell-bent on pretending her boss wasn’t there in the room as well.

Su Zhinian remembered he had forgotten to take the documents for the meeting when he reached the door. Without even turning around, he ordered, "Bring the files on my desk."

He then left the office at a leisurely pace.

Cheng Qingchong grabbed the files like she had been told to, and by the time she left the office, Su Zhinian was already in the meeting room.