With a whoosh!
Su Bao'er overturned all the bento boxes on the table and threw them to the ground!
With red eyes, he growled at Su Luo.
"You've wronged not me, but my mother!"
"..."
Su Luo was startled by her daughter and stood there stunned for a moment.
That's so strange!
My son with Song Lingshan is so gentle and obedient.
But Nami's daughter is so violent and unruly.
However, the reason why his daughter is like this is all his fault. He failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father and was also a philandering scumbag.
It's understandable that his daughter is rejecting him like this; he needs to make amends slowly. He has no right to be angry.
"?!!"
Su Yu stared longingly at the delicious food scattered on the ground.
No way!
Sister, there's a portion of that food for me too!
I haven't eaten yet!
Su Bao'er said angrily.
"What are you standing there for? Clean it up!"
"well."
Su Luo realized what was happening and immediately headed to the back seat to get a mop to clean.
Su Yu also consciously followed Su Luo to help clean. The two of them dared not breathe loudly, and dared not speak again, for fear of making her angry again.
Su Bao'er watched her father and younger brother cleaning up in a disheveled state.
The anger in my heart gradually subsided.
Surprisingly, it gave rise to a strange sense of satisfaction.
She also found them rather amusing. It would be quite interesting if she could keep bullying them, and maybe one day she would take pity on them and forgive them.
He tried hard to suppress the urge to smile and said fiercely.
"Hurry up, it's filthy, it annoys me!"
"Yes, yes."
Su Yu nodded quickly and diligently mopped up the stains on the floor.
After the two finished cleaning, Su Bao'er crossed her arms and said to them arrogantly.
I'm hungry.
Su Luo swallowed and said gently.
"What do you want to eat? I'll go to the cafeteria to buy it for you."
Su Bao'er raised her chin slightly and said arrogantly.
"No spice in the hot pot, no bones in the boiled fish, no bones in the cola chicken wings, no garlic in the shredded pork with garlic sauce, and iced orange juice!"
"good."
Su Luo wrote everything down and then rushed out the door.
She completely forgot that her son hadn't eaten either.
Su Yu panicked and shouted at Su Luo.
"Dad, I haven't eaten yet. Don't forget to bring me some!"
"knew."
...
After leaving the school.
Exhausted, Su Luo climbed into the car and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue.
He took a deep breath.
Thinking that his daughter had finally eaten the food he bought, a slight smile appeared on his lips, radiating happiness.
Thankfully, as long as she's still willing to talk to me, that's fine.
It doesn't matter how much you tease him, since he was in the wrong first.
I hope she can gradually forgive herself.
Su Luo started the car to go back to the company, but turned the car around halfway and headed straight for Nami's residence.
He misses Nami terribly.
Before long, we arrived at our destination.
Since he hadn't given prior notice, he naturally couldn't get through the gate. So he parked his car in front of the courtyard, found Ozawa Nami's phone number, and called her.
The call went through after more than ten seconds of silent playback.
"Nami, are you home?"
"What's up?"
Ozawa Nami's voice sounded off; she seemed very uncomfortable.
Su Luo asked nervously.
"I'm at your doorstep, may I see you?"
"Wait a minute, I'll have Auntie open the door for you."
"good."
I hung up the phone.
The courtyard gate opened quickly from the inside, and Su Luo drove the car in.
Upon arriving at the main house, Su Luo got out of the car and quickly walked into the living room.
Ozawa Nami wasn't in the living room; it was the aunt who told Su Luo that Nami was in the master bedroom on the second floor.
Su Luo walked quickly upstairs to the second floor. When she arrived at the master bedroom, the door was ajar.
Su Luo pushed open the door.
The room was a bit stuffy because the windows were closed.
Nami Ozawa lay on her side on the bed, covered with a thin blanket. Her face, though without makeup, was still charming and beautiful, but her brows were furrowed and her complexion was excessively pale, making her look very uncomfortable.
Su Luo anxiously stepped forward and asked with concern.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hospital?"
Ozawa Nami shook her head slightly and said weakly.
"It's nothing, just a stomachache. It happens for a few days every month..."
"Then let me make you some brown sugar water?"
"I've already drunk it, it won't help."
Su Luo said with concern.
"What should I do? Shall I rub it for you?"
Wait a minute, he remembered that Nami Ozawa never had menstrual cramps before.
Could it be that I haven't taken good care of myself these past few years? Or did I not have proper postpartum care, resulting in health problems?
Nami Ozawa asked in confusion.
Are your hands hot?
She remembered that Su Luo's body used to be not very warm, especially her hands and feet, which were often ice-cold.
Su Luo smiled and placed her hand on the back of Su Luo's hand.
"Hot."
Nami Ozawa nodded in surprise.
"Oh well."
Su Luo took off his suit jacket, lifted the blanket, crawled into bed, lay on his side and held Ozawa Nami in his arms, then reached out and gently massaged her lower abdomen.
She was only wearing a thin, purple satin nightgown that felt wonderful to the touch.
Her waist is still so slim; she doesn't look like a woman who has given birth at all.
Su Luo pressed his chest against Ozawa Nami's back, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her thick, black hair, which still smelled as wonderful as he remembered.
As Su Luo massaged her, she couldn't help but have inappropriate thoughts, and her blood began to boil.
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