138 We Have All Been Forgotten 8 (1/2)

Song Qingchun was surprised to find Su Zhinian home when she arrived at the bungalow in the late afternoon after work. Through the open door of his bedroom, Song Qingchun could spot several outfits and an open suitcase on the floor.

Song Qingchun looked at the scene with confusion when Su Zhinian walked out of the bathroom with a toiletry bag.

Song Qingchun quickly guessed what was going on. ”Mr. Su, you're packing, are you… going on business?”

”Yes,” Su Zhinian answered as he tossed the toiletry bag into the suitcase.

Song Qingchun walked into his bedroom and said, ”Let me help you.”

Su Zhinian did not reject her offer. He merely stood to the side and watched how Song Qingchun put his stuff orderly into the suitcase. When Song Qingchun pulled the zipper of the suitcase shut, she raised her head to ask, ”Mr. Su, how long will you be gone for this trip?”

”Two days, three nights.” After a pause, Su Zhinian added, ”Hong Kong.”

Song Qingchun nodded, even though internally she thought, Why would he offer that information if I didn't ask for it?

Su Zhinian picked up the suitcase Song Qingchun had helped him pack. As he walked downstairs, he stopped on one of the steps and looked over his shoulder to address Song Qingchun. ”You're going to treat me to a meal, right?”

Song Qingchun nodded hurriedly. ”Yes.”

”My plane will return to Beijing on Tuesday morning, so let's make it on Tuesday night.” Su Zhinian turned back and continued descending the stairs. He only took two steps before adding, ”Golden Corner.”

”O…” Before Song Qingchun could spit out the ”-kay”, her eyes widened to their maximum capacity.

Golden Corner? The Golden Corner? The Golden Corner where the simplest of meals costs at least five figures?