Song Lingshan returned to her seat and said helplessly.
"What's wrong?"
Song Ruhai asked seriously, "What do you think of Shen Junze?"
He was very satisfied with Shen Junze.
"What do you mean, how about it?"
She and Shen Junze hadn't seen each other for so many years. Their relationship was just so-so when they were kids, neither good nor bad. They only met more often because their families were old friends.
“You’re not young anymore, it’s time to think about marriage. It just so happens that you and Junze are childhood sweethearts.”
Song Ruhai knew that his daughter had dated a man named Su Luo when she was in college, but even after three years, he had been preventing the two from meeting.
She had also privately warned Su Luo not to provoke her daughter again, and she figured her daughter should have let him go by now.
He couldn't think of any reason why his daughter would refuse.
After all, Shen Junze is far superior to Su Luo, whether in terms of family background, ability and knowledge, or height and appearance.
The thought of Su Luo's face made him feel uncomfortable all over. A man who was more beautiful than a woman, with a thin and slender body, and looked like he was easy to bully.
He simply couldn't understand how his daughter, Song Ruhai, could fall for such a weak man. If word got out, what would become of his authority?
Song Lingshan firmly stated, "I have no interest in him."
So all that was just behind-the-scenes footage; the real show is waiting for her here. No wonder she specially invited Shen Junze to dinner.
Besides, it's impossible for Shen Junze to have feelings for her. They haven't seen each other for six years and haven't been in much contact. How could he possibly be interested in her?
If Shen Junze is willing to do this, then he must be being forced by his family.
After all, most of the marriages in their circle are arranged between prominent families to maximize the interests of their respective clans.
She could compromise on most things for her father, but marriage was the one thing he couldn't decide for her.
This is a matter that will determine her happiness for the rest of her life, and she will not let her father decide for her no matter what.
Upon hearing his daughter's words, Song Ruhai's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice.
"Whether you're interested or not isn't important. What's important is that you're a powerful alliance. Love can change at any time, but only interests are eternal."
Song Lingshan looked directly into her father's eyes and said stubbornly.
“I can become stronger without him, and whether our love changes or not is up to me. Dad, there’s no room for discussion on this.”
As soon as he finished speaking...
Ozawa Nami's expression changed drastically, and her nerves immediately tensed up.
She knew Song Ruhai too well; Song Lingshan's words were sure to anger him.
He unconsciously leaned back, afraid that Song Ruhai might take his anger out on him.
"You think you're all grown up now? I'm informing you, not discussing it with you!"
Just as Ozawa Nami had predicted, Song Ruhai finished yelling and smashed the water glass next to him on the ground.
Bang!
The glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Song Lingshan was startled and glared at her furious father.
"Yes, I've grown too big for my britches, so what?"
Song Ruhai's eyes widened in shock: "What did you say?"
Nami Ozawa immediately tried to smooth things over and dissuaded him.
"Honey, calm down. Xiaoshan is just having trouble accepting it right now. She didn't mean to go against you."
"..."
Song Ruhai's face turned ashen with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He felt he had been very patient with his daughter; if anyone else dared to disobey him like that, he would slap them across the face.
It's not as simple as just breaking a cup.
Song Lingshan stood up abruptly, gave her father a deep look, and then turned and strode quickly toward the door.
Ozawa Nami watched Song Lingshan's figure with worry.
Although she and Song Lingshan never got along.
But seeing her being scolded by her father, for some reason, she couldn't feel happy at all.
Perhaps she saw a reflection of her childhood in Song Lingshan.
Her father and Song Ruhai both had terrible tempers and would often get angry and hit people.
When Song Ruhai was upset, he couldn't stand anyone. He glared at Ozawa Nami's back and roared.
"What are you looking at her for? Come and clean her up!"
Nami Ozawa's face turned deathly pale, and she said fearfully, "I'll clean it right away."
He immediately and obediently went into the kitchen and picked up a broom.
Back in the living room, I bent down to sweep up the stains and glass shards on the floor.
...
Anning Residential Area.
Room 303, third floor.
Su Luo had already put her daughter to sleep.
Dragging his weary body to the balcony, he leaned against the railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, silently puffing out smoke.
His expression was obscured by the wisps of smoke, and his hair seemed to have grown longer, partially obscuring his eyes.
A gentle evening breeze caressed the handsome young man's jet-black hair, and the hem of his white robe swayed in the wind.
Su Luo looked up at the sparse stars in the dark night sky, slightly lost in thought.
It's very late, almost midnight.
But for some reason, I couldn't fall asleep at all.
My hand unconsciously reached for the diamond-encrusted Nanjing lock around my neck. Actually, this lock could be easily opened by a craftsman.
But he never chose to open it.
His explanation was that the lock was too expensive, more expensive than his life, and he was afraid it would be stolen if he took it down and kept it at home.
That's the reason I kept deceiving myself, and I didn't unlock it for three years.
Humans are perhaps a combination of contradictions, knowing full well that they cannot afford something and that it is very dangerous.
But I still can't let go. Even though I can control my body, I can't control my heart.
Then you'll feel annoyed that you weren't carefree enough.
But how many people in the world can truly be carefree?
After a breakup, even if a lovelorn man and woman never see each other again in this lifetime, they will never have any connection.
But who can guarantee that he won't occasionally recall the beautiful times they once shared in the quiet of the night?
Do you miss those fleeting moments of youth?
Maybe it will happen, but so what?
Can't I even think about it?
They don't do anything.
Is it wrong to think about it?
Just then, Su Luo's phone started vibrating in his pocket.
Startled, Su Luo's hand trembled, and cigarette ash fell onto the back of her hand.
Su Luo crushed the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.
He took out his phone and glanced at his contacts: Song Lingshan.
Why are you calling yourself so late?
Answer or not?
Hesitate for three seconds, then press the connect button.
"President Song?"
"How did you bathe the Nine Lamas? He's still so dirty. What kind of work are you doing?"
Song Lingshan's voice was a little hoarse, with a slight nasal tone.
Su Luo looked bewildered: "No, that shouldn't be the case, I washed it twice."
Is this why you're calling so late?
Impossible. Song Lingshan's voice sounded off; his intuition told him there was definitely something wrong.
"If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself!"
"I……"
Before Su Luo could finish speaking...
Song Lingshan interrupted him, "If you don't come, you don't need to go to work tomorrow."
Su Luo sighed helplessly. He was being blackmailed with work again. Why did he keep exploiting his weakness?
It's so frustrating, but despite the frustration, I have to compromise for the sake of money.
"I'll be right there."
Anyway, my daughter is already asleep, so let bygones be bygones.
There's nothing I can do, my life is just tough!
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