Before he could even utter the word "corpse," Ozawa Nami covered his mouth.
"No, don't say unlucky things, I believe you."
Even if Su Luo were to cheat on her one day, she wouldn't kill him.
"Hmm..."
Su Luo closed her eyes, feeling Ozawa Nami's gentle kisses and her soft, hot red lips.
The two kissed and then went to the bedroom.
Nami Ozawa asked in a low voice.
"I want to have a child, is that okay?"
Su Luo's body stiffened.
He was genuinely startled and had absolutely no idea how to respond to her.
He never thought about having children, and besides, he wasn't married to Nami Ozawa yet.
We'll probably have children after we get married, but not now.
He felt that he should wait at least two or three more years, until Su Jiani was more sensible and their lives were more stable, before having children.
He was very afraid that he wouldn't be a good enough father.
Although he has been Su Jiani's father for more than three years, the result is obvious: he has no authority whatsoever in front of Su Jiani.
He doesn't want his future children to be as rebellious as Su Jiani.
But if he decisively rejects Ozawa Nami, she will definitely be sad. After all, she is already thirty-two years old, and she likes children so much that it is understandable that she wants one.
Ozawa Nami isn't a psychologist, so she can't always guess Su Luo's thoughts; she can only see his rather troubled expression.
It's as if having a child would cost him his life.
She forced a faint smile, her peach blossom eyes glistening with barely perceptible tears, and said with suppressed emotion.
"I'm sorry, never mind. Don't be afraid. I was too abrupt. You've never even said you wanted to marry me, how could I bring this up?"
She had just thought about it. Although Su Luo had said he loved her and wanted to be with her for life, he had never talked to her about marriage.
When Su Luo saw that Ozawa Nami was about to cry, he panicked instantly.
"No, I want to marry you, just not now. Don't overthink it, I really want to marry you."
He had wanted to marry Nami Ozawa ever since her divorce.
He was thinking of waiting until he had a stable job before making any decisions, since he didn't even have a job right now, and the million-plus in savings was meant to be used to start a company with Mia.
He wants to marry Nami Ozawa, so he absolutely cannot mistreat her; he must make sure to arrange the wedding properly.
We can't possibly spend her money on the wedding.
That would be so embarrassing.
Nami Ozawa tried hard to hold back her tears and said in a hoarse voice.
"When will that be? Do you have to wait until you've achieved fame and success? You know I don't care about those things. Whether you're rich or poor, it doesn't really matter to me."
Anyway, she has money, so she doesn't care whether Su Luo has money or not. As long as Su Luo can spend her money without feeling guilty and stay by her side all day, that would be the best.
After all, she and Su Luo could never spend all their money in a lifetime, so why force themselves to suffer when there's no way to make a living?
Su Luo's face flushed red, and she said excitedly.
“I know you don’t care, but I do. I don’t want people to say I’m living off you, or that you have no taste in marrying someone as good as me…”
He was probably provoked by Song Lingshan's father six years ago, and he still clearly remembers the hurtful words he was told.
Coupled with an ingrained inferiority complex that cannot be dispelled, this leads to such a stress response.
Ozawa Nami didn't rush to refute him. Instead, she pulled him into her arms, gently patted his back to calm him down, and coaxed him softly.
"Honey, in my heart you're not a failure, you're not."
Su Luo nestled in the crook of her neck, listening to her gentle words.
Smelling her faint fragrance and feeling the softness of her chest, his violently heaving chest gradually calmed down, and he slowly closed his eyes.
It was as if the noisy world had suddenly quieted down, and all things and people had disappeared, leaving only himself and Nami Ozawa's gentle embrace.
Seeing that he had calmed down a bit, Ozawa Nami continued to comfort him.
"I'll listen to you. You can marry me whenever you want, and I can wait as long as you want. You can have children whenever you want, and I'll support you unconditionally in whatever you want to do, as long as you stop looking down on yourself and stop thinking you're not good enough for me, okay?"
What she said wasn't just to appease Su Luo; it came from the bottom of her heart.
She had just tried to use the child to restrain Su Luo, but she realized she was wrong. This method would frighten Su Luo and cause him pain.
She didn't want her love to become a burden for Su Luo, and she didn't want to see him suffer.
Since that's the case, she can only honestly use her love to keep Su Luo.
As for whether he and Su Luo can end up together, that's up to fate.
"..."
Su Luo remained silent, burying her head even deeper and holding Ozawa Nami tightly.
Why is she so good to him?
Why does she never think about herself? She says silly things like she'll wait for him no matter how long it takes. A woman's best years are only a few.
Why does she always consider his feelings from his perspective and still unconditionally love such a terrible and selfish version of herself?
Am I really not dreaming?
Tears streamed down her face.
Soon, hot tears soaked Ozawa Nami's thin clothes, leaving her chest damp and warm.
Nami Ozawa raised her hand to rub her sore eyes and teased him with a smile.
"You really cry a lot, you crybaby."
Su Luo chuckled and stopped crying.
She raised her head, her eyes red, and stared at Xiaoze affectionately.
"I love you……"
Ozawa Nami was startled by Su Luo's sudden expression and said, "I know, you said it."
"I love you!"
"I love you!"
"I love you!"
Su Luo, as if possessed, tirelessly repeated it over and over again.
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