Zhou Hong remained silent for a moment.
He then slowly opened his mouth.
"Miss, why don't you try a different approach and treat him a little more gently?"
Although Su Luo looks like a girl, he is still a man and has some self-respect.
She didn't know why the two broke up, but judging from the young lady's attitude towards Su Luo just now, it was really a bit too much.
Song Lingshan repeated it blankly.
"Be gentle?"
She never knew how to treat others gently. She was never gentle to her subordinates, friends, or family, and of course, she wouldn't be gentle to her lover.
They never reflected on it and didn't think they had any problems.
Seeing Song Lingshan's pale face, Zhou Hong comforted her.
"I know this is difficult for you, Miss. I was just saying it casually, so don't take it too seriously. Anyway, I believe that the young master definitely has feelings for you."
Song Lingshan was even more confused and said softly.
"Does he still have feelings for me?"
She remembered that day in the conference room, when Su Luo said he had let her go, there was a hint of determination in his eyes.
Zhou Hong firmly replied, "Yes!"
Song Lingshan remained silent, pondered for a moment, and then gave Zhou Hong a bitter smile.
"Then I'll give it a try."
Zhou Hong nodded.
Song Lingshan got up to see Zhou Hong out and handed her a large red envelope.
Then I went to the kitchen, ladled out a bowl of millet porridge, and carried the porridge back into the bedroom.
When Su Luo saw her come in, she immediately turned away from her.
Seeing that Su Luo was completely ignoring her, Song Lingshan suppressed her anger and silently reminded herself to be gentle, speaking softly.
"Are you hungry? Have some porridge."
Without turning her head, Su Luo replied, "I'm not hungry."
He was actually a little hungry, but he just wanted her to leave quickly so he could finish his IV drip and go out to eat.
"?!?!"
Song Lingshan took a deep breath, trying to control her anger.
She cooked for him herself, but he wouldn't eat. She kindly brought a doctor to give him an injection, but he didn't appreciate it and didn't even want to look at her.
Hearing Song Lingshan's rapid breathing, Su Luo began to panic.
This is a sign that Song Lingshan is about to lose her temper.
Oh no, what should he do?
He started to hesitate, wondering whether he should obediently turn around, take the porridge she had cooked for him, and eat it all in large mouthfuls.
I'm hesitating.
Song Lingshan spoke first, saying softly, "Then let's talk about it when you're hungry. Get some rest."
"???!"
Su Luo looked puzzled. Had he misheard?
He refused Song Lingshan's offer of help, but instead of getting angry, she gently told him to get some rest.
Did the sun rise in the west today?
Then Song Lingshan left the bedroom.
Su Luo only dared to turn around when she heard the door close. Seeing that Song Lingshan had really left, she let out a long sigh of relief.
Strange, why has Song Lingshan suddenly become so much more irritable?
Did you take the wrong medicine?
No, he's the one with the cold, and he's the one taking medicine.
"call……"
Su Luo yawned.
Never mind, I'll sleep a little longer. I don't know what's mixed in this IV drip, but I'm suddenly so sleepy.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, when Su Luo woke up, Song Lingshan was sitting next to him, and the IV drip in her hand had been removed.
"you……"
Su Luo suddenly didn't know what to say. Logically, she should have thanked her, but instead of leaving, she helped Su Luo remove the needles.
He couldn't bring himself to say it; the thought of Song Lingshan making him lose face in front of Dr. Zhou made him feel terrible.
Song Lingshan asked wearily, "Are you hungry now?"
"I……"
Just as Su Luo was about to say she wasn't hungry, her stomach started growling loudly.
Suppressing a laugh, Song Lingshan asked softly, "What would you like to eat?"
Su Luo said awkwardly, "Didn't you cook porridge? I'll just have some porridge."
Song Lingshan said helplessly, "It's cold, I can't drink it."
The millet porridge solidified as soon as it cooled down, making it undrinkable.
"I'll just go downstairs and grab something to eat in a bit. Don't you have to go back to work?"
Su Luo really didn't want to eat with Song Lingshan anymore, even though it was a bit animalistic to kick her out like that.
But he is a loyal person and cannot be a scumbag. Since he is already with Nami, he cannot be entangled with his ex-girlfriend.
Song Lingshan raised an eyebrow in displeasure. "What do you think?"
The company belongs to her, so what's the big deal if she doesn't go for a day? Who can deduct her salary?
Su Luoming clearly wanted to get rid of her, but she refused to leave. If she wanted to leave, it was her own choice; why should she listen to him?
"..."
Su Luo pursed her lips.
It seems he really doesn't need to go back to work, but his meaning is quite clear: he's subtly telling Song Lingshan to leave. She's not stupid; she couldn't possibly not realize it.
But he didn't dare to say anything rude, because he almost got strangled by Song Lingshan last time!
The bruises on my neck took several days to go away!
Song Lingshan lowered her head, raised her hand to gently stroke Su Luo's still slightly flushed cheeks, and asked with a smile.
"I'll give you two choices: come out to dinner with me, or you cook for me!"
Su Luo swallowed hard and asked timidly, "Is there...is there any other option?"
What kind of choice is this? Aren't we all going to have dinner with him anyway?
He was expected to do it himself. He had just received an injection and was now sore and weak all over. Did he have no humanity?
"No, hurry up and choose!"
Song Lingshan found that she couldn't be gentle all the time. There was nothing she could do; it was her nature to be gentle. It was a miracle if she could be gentle even once or twice.
Su Luo's lips twitched slightly. "Let's go out to eat. Can you go home after we eat?"
Song Lingshan nodded slightly and said generously, "Okay!"
Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief; as long as Song Lingshan could go home after dinner, that was fine.
He stood up and said, "Let's go then."
The two put on their coats and went out of the room together.
Upon arriving at the community parking lot, Su Luo initially wanted to sit in the back seat, but Song Lingshan called him to the passenger seat and forcefully fastened his seatbelt.
Song Lingshan skillfully started the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot.
Su Luo gripped the seatbelt nervously and asked in a low voice.
Where should we eat?
Song Lingshan smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when we get there."
"All right."
Su Luo began to pray in his heart that Song Lingshan would choose a more affordable place; he didn't want to go to any Michelin-starred restaurants right now.
I don't want to eat those fancy dishes, I just want something light, like plain noodles.
Huh? Why didn't he just say he wanted noodles?
It seems that won't work. The only time Song Lingshan would accompany him to eat at street stalls, cheap restaurants, and even make instant noodles with him was back in college, because she didn't want to hurt his pride.
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