Could it be...?

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed through Ozawa Nami's mind.

Could it be that Song Lingshan deliberately smeared her and ruined the good image she had in Su Luo's heart?

Or did she have a psychiatrist brainwash Su Luo, making him hate her?

That can't be right, does brainwashing really work?

Isn't that something out of a novel? Will it really happen in reality?

On second thought, it wasn't impossible that Song Lingshan was trying to smear her in front of Su Luo.

But how could she smear herself? Would Su Luo believe her?

You should know that your biggest dark history is that you married Song Ruhai, which led to a mother-daughter relationship with Song Lingshan.

But this had already been exposed on the day of his wedding with Su Luo.

Moreover, Su Luo no longer cares, otherwise Song Lingshan wouldn't have lost control and shot him.

Her shoulder blade is still sore; the injury hasn't fully healed yet.

What other dark history does she have?

No, she had never been in a relationship before she got married. She was always working hard to earn money and pay for her mother's medical treatment.

Oh, right.

Although she had never been in a relationship with anyone, she had a flirtatious relationship with Zhang Ming for a period of time before she met Su Luo.

Although she wasn't emotionally invested and didn't have a relationship with him, and was just looking for some fun, Song Lingshan did have a photo of herself and Zhang Ming together.

Although there was no intimate physical contact in the photo, to outsiders, the two looked no different from being in a romantic relationship.

Song Lingshan had previously threatened her with photos of her and Zhang Ming, demanding that she leave the Song family.

So, this time Song Lingshan showed Su Luo a photo of herself and Zhang Ming, and then exaggerated and said some bad things about herself.

Based on her understanding of Song Lingshan, she must have said some very vulgar things, saying that Su Luo was not the only person she had an affair with during her marriage, but also Zhang Ming, and perhaps even some mistresses whose names she couldn't recall.

Once Song Lingshan says these things, and has evidence in hand, Su Luo will definitely believe her and will definitely think of herself as a promiscuous and bad woman.

So that's why he looked at me with that kind of gaze, right?

Thinking of this, Ozawa Nami couldn't hold back anymore, and tears welled up like a flood, but she dared not make a sound.

She was afraid Nini would hear.

He could only bite his lip hard until he tasted the sweet and metallic taste of blood on his tongue, before he could finally stand up with difficulty, using his hands to support himself on the table.

He walked out of the study, looking dejected, and took a case of chilled beer from the refrigerator.

They were neatly arranged on the table, then each bottle was opened one by one with a bottle opener. Picking up the bottles, they tilted their heads back and drank in large gulps.

It's been a long time since I've had a drink.

She began to miss the time when she first met Su Luo, when they would almost always have a few drinks together whenever they met.

Although she was not free at that time and her married life was like hell, the gloom in her heart would disappear every time she saw Su Luo.

At that time, she didn't know that Su Luo was Song Lingshan's ex-boyfriend. She didn't feel insecure about him or worry that Song Lingshan would take him away from her all the time.

The fear of losing him was so intense that even when she brought him back to Tokyo, even when they exchanged rings, she felt like she was dreaming.

Now the dream has indeed ended, and it's even crueler than reality; she's been branded a promiscuous and wicked woman.

After downing five bottles of beer, Ozawa Nami's stomach began to churn.

Staggering to the bathroom, he leaned over the toilet and began to vomit violently.

I vomited for quite a while.

Nami Ozawa struggled to her feet, leaning against the wall, rinsed her mouth with cold water, and then returned to the study.

Keep drinking. She has a high alcohol tolerance and won't get drunk. The vomiting is probably just because the alcohol was too cold and it irritated her.

So annoying.

She just wanted to get drunk and numb herself with alcohol.

Is it really that hard for me to meet such a simple requirement?

After drinking two more bottles, Ozawa Nami finally became somewhat drunk, feeling dizzy and her vision began to blur.

I feel so awful!

I never knew drinking too much felt so bad. My stomach hurt so much, like someone was poking me with steel needles. My head hurt so much too, like it was going to split open. My body felt so heavy, like it was several times heavier than before, and I had no strength at all.

Thump!

Nami Ozawa fell off the chair.

The back of her head hit the floor hard, but she felt no pain at all; her senses seemed to have gone numb.

I simply lay flat on the ground; the cool floor felt so comfortable.

Nami Ozawa squinted at the white ceiling and murmured softly.

“If I told you that Zhang Ming and I really did nothing, and that I never loved him, and that I have only ever loved you in my life.”

Would you believe it?

There was no answer; Su Luo was still with Song Lingshan, and she dared not answer for him.

Because she really couldn't provide any evidence to convince Su Luo.

Ozawa Nami blinked, but no tears came; she had cried all her tears out. Her voice trembled and choked with sobs.

"Even if you don't believe me, please don't look at me like that anymore, okay?"

"It's so hurtful, I'm so sad, you know?"

“I admit that I deliberately hid this from you because we had just met then, and I didn’t want you to cut ties with me because of this. I know you hate Zhang Ming. I’m really sorry, I was really scared.”

"I naively thought that you would never know about this as long as I didn't tell you. If I had known that you would find out through Song Lingshan, I would have confessed to you long ago. I'm really sorry."

...

Nami Ozawa talked to herself for a long time, and finally got tired and fell into a deep sleep.

It gradually got dark.

Su Jiani slowly opened her eyes in the bedroom and looked blankly out the window; it was already dark.

I was so hungry that I got out of bed and went out of the bedroom to find something to eat.

Upon entering the living room, he frowned slightly; there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Su Jianni followed the scent to the study.

Upon seeing Ozawa Nami lying motionless on the ground, he hurriedly went over and gently patted her face.

"Big sister, wake up! If you want to sleep, don't sleep on the floor!"

Ozawa Nami groggily opened her eyes, her blurry vision gradually clearing, and in front of her was Su Jiani, who looked anxious.

“Nini…”

"Let me help you back to your bedroom first."

As she spoke, Su Jianni struggled to support Ozawa Nami as they slowly walked into the bedroom and carried her to the bed. She was already panting after just a few steps.

There was no way around it; drunk people are too heavy, and Ozawa Nami was no exception.

Su Jiani said between breaths.

"Big sister, I have to criticize you. The doctor told you not to drink alcohol. You were just discharged from the hospital, and you secretly drank alcohol while I was sleeping. That's too much!"

"I'm sorry for making you worry..."

Nami Ozawa curled up in pain, clutching her stomach, sweating profusely from the agony.

Su Jiani said nervously.

"What's wrong? Shall we go to the hospital?"

"No need, just get me some stomach medicine."