Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

  Cheng Qingchong returned to the office half an hour later. When Song Qingchun saw her walk in, she immediately put down the magazine in her hands and shoved the things that had littered the sofa away to clear a space for Cheng Qingchong to sit.

  Cheng Qingchong had sat down for barely a second before Song Qingchun asked, "So who are those presents for?"

  Cheng Qingchong gripped the phone in her palm tightly and averted her eyes away from Song Qingchun’s anticipatory gaze. She bit her lower lip unconsciously before forcing a business smile on her face, adding slowly, "Those presents are naturally for the person CEO Su likes!"

  Of course, I know that! Song Qingchun grumbled internally. She maintained her expression so that she didn’t look too agitated before asking again, "I know it’s for the person he likes, I mean, who is that person?"

  Cheng Qingchong shook her head and replied with an innocent look, "That, I do not know. CEO Su doesn’t like others talking about his private stuff, and he has never once shared that information with me."

  "Oh……" Song Qingchun’s eyes were glossed over with disappointment, and she uttered listlessly, "Sorry, I thought you knew who that person was……"

  Cheng Qingchong did know, but during the phone call from her boss, when he had asked her to send some emails, he had casually brought up the fact that she was not to discuss anything with Song Qingchun about his relationship. Even though his tone was light, and it was just a simple sentence, Cheng Qingchong, from her years of experience working with him, heard the inherent warning in it.

  Cheng Qingchun felt pricked by guilt when she saw Song Qingchun’s visible disappointment. She lowered her head and, after a moment’s silence, raised her head to say something interesting to try and smooth out the awkward atmosphere. "However, even though I don’t know who that person is, I’m certain that the person is incredibly important to CEO Su."

  Perhaps the disappointment from before was too strong because Song Qingchun didn’t respond much to Cheng Qingchong’s attempt at reconciliation. Her lips twitched slightly and acknowledged her with a simple "Hmm."

  The atmosphere in the room gradually froze. Cheng Qingchong stared at Song Qingchun for a while and was suddenly reminded of an interesting incident from her past. She couldn’t help herself and began talking again. "There was a winter about two years ago when CEO Su and I went on a business trip to America. On the day, we were supposed to meet with the client; it was snowing heavily, so the meeting was postponed. Therefore, we returned to the hotel empty-handed. CEO Su was feeling particularly somber that day. He drank quite a bit at the hotel’s restaurant that night. When I helped send him back to his room, he kept on mumbling the name, Tingting."

  Cheng Qingchong’s face grimaced with heartache when she thought about it. "At the time, my curiosity got the better of me. I made use of the fact that CEO Su was drunk and asked, is Tingting the girl you like? Do you know what his reply was?"

  Song Qingchun’s interest was piqued. She turned and looked at Cheng Qingchun with enthusiasm dancing in her eyes.

  Cheng Qingchong smiled with melancholy as she turned to look out the window. Her eyes seemed to be glazed with sadness. Three seconds later, she continued, "He said, ’No, she is not the girl I like; she is the woman I love.’"

  Like and love were words used to describe a relationship; like could be due to interest or passion, but love was meant to be forever.