Su Luo obediently raised her head. Under the psychedelic lights of the bar, her fair and delicate face looked even more unreal. Her dark eyes were filled with helplessness and timidity.
Nami Ozawa couldn't help but touch his cheek, her peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed as she smiled.
"You really don't need to feel inferior. Beauty is the most expensive luxury in the world. God has already given you the best resources. You should learn to make good use of them instead of feeling sorry for yourself."
Su Luo lowered her eyelashes, pondering Ozawa Nami's words intently.
She meant that because she was good-looking, women were willing to spend money on her, and she didn't need to feel ashamed about it.
At this moment, several waiters in black uniforms were carrying drinks and holding signs, while several beautiful women and handsome men were following around them, each holding a glass of champagne.
Su Luo nervously moved closer to Ozawa Nami's side.
The manager instructed his subordinates to set out the drinks, and then enthusiastically introduced the pretty girls and the male model with eight-pack abs behind Ozawa Nami.
Ozawa Nami flatly refused, saying, "Let them all leave. I want some peace and quiet."
"Okay, then feel free to call me anytime if you need anything."
The manager immediately led a group of men and women to quickly evacuate the booths.
After everyone had left, Su Luo poured a glass of champagne for Ozawa Nami and handed it to her with a smile.
"Nami-nee, I toast to you..."
Nami Ozawa took the glass, clinked glasses with him, gracefully raised her head, and drank the wine in one gulp.
One cup after another.
Before she knew it, Su Luo started to feel dizzy.
In a daze, she didn't even realize when she was lying in Ozawa Nami's arms, her shoes already on the sofa.
Realizing that something was wrong, Su Luo sat up awkwardly.
"Nami-nee, let's go back, I can't go on."
He was really going to throw up if he drank any more; he would black out. This liquor really has a strong aftereffect!
Moreover, Nami Ozawa has an amazing alcohol tolerance; she drank so much and showed no signs of getting drunk at all, which is incredible.
Nami Ozawa smiled gently and agreed.
"Okay, let me go to the restroom, and we'll leave when I come back."
"Okay, I'll wait for you..."
As Su Luo spoke, her head slumped heavily again, and she hugged the cushion, feeling extremely dizzy.
At the bar entrance, Song Lingshan held her phone, her face showing great displeasure.
“I’m already here, and you told me you wouldn’t be here for another half hour. Then why were you rushing me just now?”
Ye Xiaoman on the other end of the phone said helplessly, "Shanshan, calm down. My tire just went flat on the way here. I don't know which bastard scattered nails on the road. There's nothing I can do about it."
"Okay, I'll go in and wait for you."
Song Lingshan hung up the phone and pushed open the bar door with a cold face.
The manager quickly came forward. Song Lingshan had a membership card at this bar, and the manager led her directly to the best booth.
Song Lingshan casually ordered a set meal and told the manager to go about his business.
She was very annoyed. It was Ye Xiaoman who suggested that she come to the bar for drinks late at night, but she still made her wait for her.
Song Lingshan picked up the iced water from the table, glanced at the stage, and caught a glimpse of a handsome young man in a white shirt in the booth next to her.
She was hugging a pillow, head down, fast asleep.
Song Lingshan's lips twitched slightly as she stared at the empty wine bottle on the table, her eyes flashing with a chilling light.
Goodness, no wonder she didn't reply to his WeChat messages; she was out drinking with someone.
Song Lingshan suddenly stood up, grabbed the broken ice from the ice bucket, and came to Su Luo.
Hearing the noise, Su Luo thought it was Nami-nee and smiled as she looked up.
Upon realizing that the person in front of him was Song Lingshan, the smile on his face instantly froze. Was he dreaming?
What's Song Lingshan doing here?
Shouldn't it be Nami Ozawa?
Suppressing her anger, Song Lingshan teased, "Drunk on your drink?"
"..."
Su Luo shook her head, then nodded.
"Let me help you wake up!"
As she spoke, Song Lingshan grabbed Su Luo by the collar and threw the shards of ice she was holding into the bin.
"Ah! Good, so cool!"
Bingdesulo yelled and stood up, trying to take the ice out.
Song Lingshan slammed the person onto the sofa.
She grabbed his collar, pressed her face against his, glared at him, and said coldly.
"Who did you come with?"
This familiar sense of oppression made Su Luo even more dizzy. Under the flashlight, Song Lingshan, dressed in all black, looked incredibly elegant. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends brushing against her cheeks, tickling her. Her alluring fox-like eyes were fixed intently on her.
Su Luo unconsciously swallowed and said nervously, "Friend."
Ozawa Nami, who had just come out of the bathroom not far away, saw Song Lingshan pressing down on Su Luo and her mind went blank for several seconds before she reacted.
Regardless of the relationship between Su Luo and Song Lingshan, and why they would make such an ambiguous gesture.
If Song Lingshan knew that she and Su Luo were drinking alone at a bar late at night, she would really be close to death.
She had to run quickly, or she would be exposed.
So they headed straight for the back door and fled the scene as quickly as possible.
Song Lingshan was very dissatisfied with his answer and said unhappily.
"Boyfriend or girlfriend? They're quite generous. Are they just extras? What, did you meet a rich woman during your live stream?"
She was afraid that Su Luo would succumb to the temptation of money and do something that would compromise his principles after he started live streaming, so she created a secondary account to support him and spend tens of thousands of yuan on him every day.
Su Luo struggled to get up, but Song Lingshan's knees were pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, and her hands were also pinned above his head, making him completely unable to move.
I was already feeling dizzy and nauseous, and this pressure really made me feel terrible.
Frustrated, he said:
"Song Lingshan, let go of me! We've already broken up. It's none of your business who I drink with!"
Seeing him so drunk, Song Lingshan was furious and grabbed his collar, forcing him to face her.
"Dare you say that again?"
As the saying goes, alcohol emboldens the timid, and Su Luo was much bolder than before, continuing to shout.
"You meddle with whoever I drink with..."
Before she could finish speaking, her lips were covered by soft lips.
Song Lingshan forcibly kissed herself in a crowded bar.
Su Luo's mind went blank; everything that had happened today felt too surreal.
Is he kissing Song Lingshan right now?
Didn't they break up?
No, wasn't he waiting for Ozawa Nami to come back so they could go home together?
Su Luo immediately snapped out of her daze and pushed Song Lingshan away.
Song Lingshan calmly curled the corners of her lips, then wiped the bloodstains from her lips with her fingertips, her beautiful fox-like eyes tinged with a hint of coldness.
"It can bite now? It's gotten quite bold."
Su Luo's face turned as red as a tomato, and she said irritably.
"I'm leaving. Don't follow me. We've already broken up."
As she spoke, she picked up her coat, preparing to go out and wait for Ozawa Nami.
When I arrived at the bar, I received a text message from Nami Ozawa saying that she had to go back first because of an emergency.
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