Nami Ozawa agreed.
Having received a satisfactory answer, Zhang Ming did not leave the room, but instead asked her if she had time later.
Although he dated Nami Ozawa for three months.
But she wouldn't let him touch her, not even hold her hand, and he started to doubt whether they were even dating.
Ozawa Nami smiled and refused, and Zhang Ming left the room dejectedly.
...
Kiwi Media.
Supervisor's office.
As she was about to leave work, Su Luo finally finished her day's work.
I stretched wearily, tidied up my desk, and prepared to leave work.
The phone on the corner of the table vibrated. Su Luo glanced at the screen; there was a new message on WeChat.
Su Luo clicked on it.
Song Lingshan: "Have dinner with me later."
Su Luo raised his hand to his forehead. He didn't want to go; he was planning to go home and have dinner with his daughter.
He typed a message to decline, saying, "I have something to do after get off work. Can we do it another time?"
Song Lingshan: "No."
Su Luo scratched his head in frustration. Since Song Lingshan was so determined, he would definitely get a beating if he didn't go.
He knew Song Lingshan's personality all too well; she was extremely controlling and would go berserk if things didn't go her way.
There was nothing I could do; she was my boss, so I had to let her go.
Su Luo had no choice but to text her daughter that she would be home late again today.
To avoid suspicion, Su Luo waited until all the other employees had left before slowly making his way to the underground parking garage.
Song Lingshan habitually tossed him the car keys.
Su Luo reluctantly took the keys, got into the driver's seat, and silently started the car.
Seeing that he seemed distracted, Song Lingshan asked him.
"What? You're so reluctant to have dinner with me?"
She remembered that when she was in school, Su Luo would be the first to rush out of the classroom after school every day.
He ran excitedly to Song Lingshan's classroom to pick her up, and then the two of them went home together for dinner.
Su Luo gave an awkward smile, "No."
Isn't this a rhetorical question? Women always seem to like asking questions with obvious answers, it's so strange.
Song Lingshan snorted coldly, "I know you don't want to, but I don't care."
She didn't know how to repair a broken relationship, but she knew how to firmly hold onto what belonged to her.
Su Luo's current reluctance to spend time with her doesn't mean he'll be unwilling in the future.
Anyway, she has plenty of time; you can't rush things.
Su Luo said helplessly, "Whatever makes you happy."
Not long after.
The two arrived at a star-rated hotel in the city.
Although it was lunchtime, there weren't many customers because the dishes were too expensive, and there were only a few scattered customers in the hall.
A beautiful waitress in a cheongsam warmly led the two to their seats.
Song Lingshan led Su Luo to a window seat.
The waiter, with his signature polite smile, introduced the signature dishes to the two.
Su Luo couldn't help but swallow hard just looking at the pictures.
Australian lobster, king crab, black abalone, golden shark fin... all kinds of French desserts.
In the past three years, he has never been to such a high-end place; he usually tries to do things himself.
When I occasionally take my daughter out for a nice meal, I always order according to her tastes. I'm afraid of wasting money, so I don't dare to order anything I like.
The last time they ate together was before Song Lingshan went abroad, on his birthday, when Song Lingshan insisted on dragging him to eat there.
Song Lingshan noticed Su Luo swallowing, and her lips curled up slightly. She then ordered one of each dish that Su Luo's eyes swept over.
I ordered another bottle of Romanée-Conti red wine before closing the menu.
Su Luo stopped her, saying, "Order this much, we can't finish it all."
Song Lingshan handed the menu to the waiter, glanced at Su Luo with her fox-like eyes, and teased him with a playful expression.
"What's there to eat? When you're swallowing your saliva, I feel like you could eat a whole cow."
Upon hearing this, Su Luo's cheeks flushed red. She vigorously wiped her mouth with a napkin and stubbornly retorted.
"You, you're mistaken. I wasn't drooling."
How embarrassing! Did he really drool just now?
He clearly didn't want to come and have dinner with Song Lingshan, so why is he drooling like a glutton now? How embarrassing!
"Okay, I'll record it for you next time, then you won't be able to deny it."
Seeing Su Luo blushing and wiping her mouth nervously, Song Lingshan felt her heart melt at how adorable she was.
She's not being hypocritical. If other men blushed and spoke so stubbornly, she would find it incredibly greasy, but Su Luo's behavior felt perfectly natural.
Because Su Luo has the face of a beautiful girl, paired with refreshing short hair and a clean white shirt, she looks like the visual partner of an idol group whose gender is blurred in a comic book.
It turns out that as long as a person is good-looking, they will look good no matter what they do or what expression they make.
"..."
Su Luo obediently pursed her lips, turned her head, and looked out at the river view through the floor-to-ceiling window.
The crescent moon hung high in the sky, emitting a faint moonlight that was evenly scattered across the shimmering river surface.
After enjoying the night view for a while, the dishes were served one by one.
Su Luo stared at the tempting food on the table, slightly lost in thought, as if it were all unreal.
Song Lingshan reminded him, "Eat up, what are you standing there for?"
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