Su Luo turned around blankly.
"What's wrong?"
You haven't changed your mind and plan to shoot again next time, will you still pay me?
Probably not, since they were in the wrong and abandoned the person halfway through filming.
Nami Ozawa's expression had softened, and she smiled as she spoke.
"We'll schedule another time next time. I'll transfer the money to you in a bit."
Last time, she tried to pay Su Luo in advance, but Su Luo refused, and wouldn't accept the card she was offered.
She originally thought that someone as short of money as Su Luo would definitely give up picking up important people and stay to continue taking photos of her.
Unexpectedly, he resolutely refused. Interesting. It seems he is not the kind of person who would abandon his principles for money.
"Thanks……"
Su Luo didn't know how to express her gratitude.
This woman is truly an angel; not only was she not angry, she was also willing to give him the money in advance.
Nami Ozawa stood up, calmly walked out of the hot spring pool, and asked softly.
"Shall I take you there?"
Su Luo waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no need, I've already apologized enough for you today."
Ozawa Nami wrapped herself in a bath towel. "Okay, you can go now."
"good."
Su Luo packed her things and quickly left the hotel.
They hailed a taxi at the roadside and immediately headed to the bar where Song Lingshan was.
I had only been on the bus for a short while when my phone rang again in my pocket.
Su Luo took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and immediately answered the call.
"Dad, why aren't you home yet? I'm scared to sleep alone. Please come home soon."
Su Jiani lay on Su Luo's bed, hugging a small crocodile plush toy in her arms, her cheeks puffed out in a huff.
Why is Dad still not home so late?
Ugh, I'm so angry! I'm so angry!
"Nini, sweetie, it seems like Daddy won't be able to come home tonight. Remember to lock the door from the inside."
It's already past 1 a.m., and by the time we get to the bar it will be 2 a.m. By the time I take Song Lingshan home and take care of her, it will probably be dawn, so I obviously won't be able to go home tonight.
Upon hearing this, Su Jianni excitedly sat up, pinched the little crocodile's tail hard, and asked in surprise.
"Why? Are you going to work overtime all night?"
"No, no, my boss has had too much to drink, I need to take her home."
Su Luo didn't want to lie to her daughter, and besides, there was nothing to hide.
"It's your ex-girlfriend again?! Didn't you break up? Why do you need to take her home? Doesn't she have any family?"
Su Jianni couldn't understand why two people who had broken up would still be dragging things out and getting entangled like this.
Su Luo had a headache. Song Lingshan's father was in poor health, her stepmother had a bad relationship with her, and her younger sister was far away abroad.
She has a strong and domineering personality and doesn't have many good friends.
So if he doesn't care about her, who else can she rely on?
"I'll explain when we get home, Nini. Be good, go to sleep. You have school tomorrow."
"I won't listen. I even prepared a midnight snack for you. Why couldn't you tell me before you weren't coming back? It's always like this. Why do you always leave me all alone..."
As Su Jianni spoke, her voice trembled with tears, as if she had suffered a tremendous injustice.
Su Luo patiently coaxed him gently.
"Nini, I didn't mean to keep it from you. I just received the news myself. Sweetie, our Nini is a big girl now and won't cry easily."
"How about Daddy buys you a BJD doll tomorrow?"
"Hmph, bad dad."
Su Jiani angrily hung up the phone.
I rubbed my sore eyes, got up and went to the living room, wrapped the prepared food in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.
After doing all this, Su Jiani returned to her father's bedroom.
She snuggled into bed, hugged her little crocodile plush toy tightly, and inhaled the faint soapy scent that Su Luo had left on the toy.
...
We arrived at the bar entrance.
Su Luo scanned the QR code for the taxi driver, paid the fare, and quickly walked into the bar.
Deafening music, flashing laser lights, swirling mist, and the pungent smell of alcohol mixed with a strong scent of women's perfume.
In the dance floor, young men and women swayed their hips freely.
On stage, a sexy female singer dressed in revealing clothes and sporting dreadlocks sang pop music.
Su Luo frowned slightly, feeling as if she had entered a fairy's spider cave.
After passing through the crowded aisle, we arrived at the VIP booth at the very back.
Song Lingshan's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were closed, and she lay quietly on the table, covered with a black suit jacket.
Sitting next to Song Lingshan was a woman wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and long, straight black hair, with a cool and aloof demeanor.
Su Luo took the initiative to speak: "Hello, you must be Wen Zi."
"Um, you are..."
Wenzi was confused. She had just called her boss's boyfriend, but the person in front of her was a short-haired beauty.
"This is Su Luo. You just called me."
Wenzi was even more confused. Why did the name Su Luo sound so familiar?
Huh? Isn't this the person the boss asked her to investigate yesterday? She's the head of their company's photography department, but when she looked at Su Luo's profile, the gender field was filled in as male.
What exactly happened?
Seeing that Wen Zi remained silent, Su Luo did not continue the conversation. Instead, she helped Song Ling Shan up and spoke to her.
"You go back first, I'll take President Song home."
"OK."
Wenzi got up to take her leave.
Thinking to myself: I never imagined that my boss's boyfriend would be a man who looks like a woman.
Sure enough, the boss has very unique tastes.
However, Su Luo is really beautiful, and the boss has a good eye for beauty.
As soon as Su Luo let Wen Zi leave, she regretted it.
Song Lingshan is really heavy when she's drunk, I'm going to check her out.
Su Luo used all her strength to help Song Lingshan to the underground parking garage.
Sweat trickled down his forehead and cheeks, slowly dripping from his chin to the ground.
Su Luo opened the passenger door and helped Song Lingshan into the passenger seat.
He bent over, panting heavily.
"call……"
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