"Alright, let's stop drinking here for today. I'll go pay the bill."
Zhang Ming really didn't want to stay any longer. Seeing Su Luo and Ozawa Nami together, he lost his appetite completely. What was the point of eating?
Watching Zhang Ming's departing figure, Su Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This guy actually didn't cause him any trouble today; he's really something.
But does he really not recognize Nami Ozawa? Nami Ozawa doesn't have an average face, how could he mistake her?
Seeing Su Luo staring at Zhang Ming, Ozawa Nami asked a question knowing the answer already.
Do you know him?
These two work in the same company and are in a superior-subordinate relationship, how could they not know each other?
Su Luo withdrew her gaze and said frankly, "We are colleagues."
Nami Ozawa smiled and said, "I see."
What an honest and good baby.
"Nami-nee, you...you really don't know each other?"
Su Luo felt increasingly uneasy. Zhang Ming had just called her "sister" and looked at her with a complicated expression. Her intuition told her that there was something fishy going on between them.
Nami Ozawa put down her glass. "If I could do it all over again, I wouldn't want to meet him."
Su Luo wisely refrained from asking further questions. After all, they weren't close, and there was no need to pry into someone's privacy, lest she appear gossipy.
Nami Ozawa, fearing the conversation would continue, quickly changed the subject.
"Um, do you have a girlfriend?"
This question left Su Luo momentarily at a loss.
No, no.
Why are you suddenly asking this?
Ozawa Nami leaned forward slightly, her elbows resting on the table, her hands casually folded together, her peach blossom eyes curving into a smile as she asked.
"So what type of girl do you like?"
"I...I'm not really sure either..."
It seems that Su Luo has never thought about this question before.
He had no plans to date during college, until Song Lingshan suddenly entered his world.
After the breakup, he has been single for three years and has never thought about dating. Paying the mortgage and taking care of his daughter every day is enough to give him a headache.
Ozawa Nami's smile deepened. "It's good that you don't know. If you don't know, then all types are fine, and that gives me a chance," she suggested.
"There's a nice bar next door, how about I buy you a drink?"
Su Luo politely declined, saying, "No, let's do it another day, it's too late today."
Nami Ozawa nodded gently, "Okay, next time."
Prey that is easily obtained tastes bland; it is the reserved man who finds the conquest thrilling.
After all, he is conservative with all women, not just her. These days, there aren't many men who know how to keep themselves pure.
After the two left the restaurant, Ozawa Nami insisted on seeing Su Luo into the car first before slowly taking out her phone to call the driver at home.
While waiting for the driver, Ozawa Nami did not get into the car. Instead, she leaned against the middle of the car and took out a pack of menthol cigarettes from her bag.
He pulled out a cigarette, tucked it between his fingers, slowly lit it with a lighter, and then took small puffs.
Her expression was obscured by the swirling smoke.
"elder sister……"
A familiar voice came from beside me.
Ozawa Nami turned her head and saw Zhang Ming, dressed in white, with his shoulders drooping.
His fair and handsome face was filled with frustration.
Nami Ozawa asked with surprise, "You haven't left yet?"
Zhang Ming took a few steps forward, his dark eyes looking directly at her, and said earnestly, "Sister, I want to have a serious talk with you, is that alright?"
He felt that if he didn't seize the opportunity again, Ozawa Nami would really leave him.
During the few days that Ozawa Nami ignored him, he felt like the sky was falling; he had truly fallen in love.
He knew their relationship was illicit and would even be ridiculed by outsiders, but he didn't care.
Nami Ozawa exhaled a puff of smoke and raised an eyebrow slightly: "What are we talking about?"
She felt she had already made her stance clear on the phone, and had just said she didn't know him, so there was no need to talk about anything else.
Zhang Ming pursed his lips and said slowly.
"Don't you want to be with me anymore? Haven't we always been happy together?"
Aside from lying to her about Su Luo, he had never told her a single lie. He could swear to God that he was truly sincere towards Ozawa Nami.
Nami Ozawa reached out, gracefully tapped her cigarette ash on the ground, and asked.
How long have we known each other?
"108 days."
Nami Ozawa was a little surprised, "You remember it so clearly!"
She herself couldn't remember, but this guy had even specified the exact number of days. It seems he really cares about her.
"Of course, I remember every day, every minute, every second I spent with you clearly, sister. Actually, I've always wanted to tell you what's on my mind, but you always interrupt me."
"Could you please not interrupt me today? I have something very important to tell you, okay?"
As Zhang Ming spoke, his eyes were filled with utmost sincerity and devotion.
Ozawa Nami was moved by his gaze and became somewhat interested, nodding slightly.
"Okay, go ahead."
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