Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love Chapter 648: Exchanging Invitations (2)

Chapter 648: Exchanging Invitations (2)

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

The invitations were separated into four piles to be filled out by different groups of people: Song Qingchun, Qin Yinan, Song nghwa, and Qin Yinan’s parents.

There were still one and a half months left to the wedding, but once Song nghwa finished filling in his invitations, he could not wait to share this good news with others, so he had Uncle Zhang send them out as soon as possible.

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Su Zhinian left the country for business. He stayed in Arica for almost a week before returning to Beijing. Su Zhinian went alone, but Cheng Qingchong knew his schedule, so she arrived early at the airport to fetch him. She brought along with her a bunch of ergency docunts that needed his approval.

For so inexplicable reason, the traffic from the airport back to the city was extrely congested. This made Su Zhinian agitated sitting in the backseat, and his brain started to wander. Hoping to find sothing to do, he looked to the docunts that Cheng Qingchong had brought and started to flip through them while the car idled in traffic.

It was almost an hour later when the traffic beca more manageable. Su Zhinian put down the docunts and massaged his eyes, which had gotten quite sore. He leaned against the seat with his eyes closed.

After several minutes, Cheng Qingchong asked, "CEO Su, back to the company or your ho?"

After a fifteen-hour flight and a lack of a shower during those fifteen hours, Su Zhinian, who had a cleanliness compulsion, replied without missing a beat when he heard that question. "Ho."

Since the day was still early, the traffic inside the city was smooth, so they soon arrived at Shining Light Residences. When the car passed through the gate, the security guard waved for the driver to stop. Cheng Qingchong rolled down the window, and the guard ran forward to ask, "Is Mr. Su in the car?"

Cheng Qingchong nodded, and before she could ask for more information, the guard ran back to his post and walked back with an envelope, which he passed through the window. "This is a delivery for Mr. Su; it has been here for days already."

"Thank you." Cheng Qingchong accepted it and smiled in appreciation. The guard was a young man who blushed slightly when he saw Cheng Qingchong’s brilliant smile. He took a step back and pressed on the remote to open the gate.

The car started again. Before reaching Su Zhinian’s bungalow, Cheng Qingchong turned around to give Su Zhinian the enveloped. "CEO Su, your mail."

Su Zhinian accepted it with a nod and then tossed it toward the pile of docunts. The car rushed toward the residential area and soon arrived at Su Zhinian’s ho.

Before the driver ca around to open the door for him, Su Zhinian got out on his own, grabbed the stack of docunts into his arms, and walked into the house. He dropped the docunts on his bed and started undressing as he walked into the bathroom.

After a warm bath, Su Zhinian felt refreshed. He put down so casual clothes and used the towel to dry his hair, which was still dripping, as he walked out of his closet.

When he walked past the bed, he seed to rember sothing. He leaned over to pick up the delivery.

When he saw the na of the sender, his brows furrowed. Song nghwa... Why would Uncle Song send a letter?

Su Zhinian thought about it as he tore the delivery open. Then a red-colored card fluttered out of the envelope and fell to the floor.