Song Lingshan gently stroked the light pink scar on Su Luo's face and said with a smile.
"If you want to run away while I'm asleep, go ahead and run. I won't stop you. You can run away, but you can't hide. You can't just think about yourself. You also have to think about Nami, who's still in the hospital. She'll be discharged in a little over two weeks. Don't you want her to be discharged?"
"?!?!"
Su Luo was stunned for a few seconds, only to feel the chilling coldness and hatred hidden in Song Lingshan's smile.
It turns out that although Song Lingshan had returned to China, she had still planted spies in Nami, far away in Tokyo, and knew everything about her situation.
It's terrifying to think about.
It turns out that she didn't know she and Nami were secretly dating before because she didn't want to find out; she could have easily found out with just a flick of her finger.
The escape plan that had just been put into action was instantly shattered by Song Lingshan.
He forced a smile and said bitterly, "I won't run away, you're overthinking it."
"That would be best."
Song Lingshan pulled Su Luo into her arms again and comforted her, "Sleep now."
Su Luo closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep at all.
How could I possibly fall asleep? I had always held onto hope that one day I could escape.
But even if they escape now, what good will it do? They will still have to live in Song Lingshan's shadow. Her absolute power is something that he and Nami cannot resist.
Song Lingshan's embrace was still warm and fiery, but his body and mind seemed to have lost control and fallen into an invincible, icy abyss.
So, is there really no hope for him?
Is he just supposed to wait for Song Lingshan to get tired of him and let him go?
How long will it take until that day?
A week, a month, a year, ten years, or a lifetime?
I can't think about it anymore; the more I think about it, the more desperate I become.
What made Su Luo even more desperate was yet to come. Today was just the beginning, just a small warning from Song Lingshan.
It's the weekend.
Su Luo was asleep when Song Lingshan suddenly woke her up.
Su Luo opened her eyes groggily. There was more than one person in the cage, Song Lingshan. A middle-aged man in a white coat was standing in front of her.
A faint smell of disinfectant emanated from the man, a smell that Su Luo hated the most. She frowned and asked blankly.
"What is this for?"
Song Lingshan smiled gently, "Don't be afraid, I brought Dr. Du here to give you psychological counseling."
Su Luo glanced at the man in the white coat again. The man wore silver-rimmed glasses and had a very ordinary appearance, the kind of face that would be hard to distinguish in a crowd. What was different was that he had a faint smile on his face, which made him very approachable.
The man's smile reminded Su Luo of Lu Xi, the psychologist Nami had introduced to him before. Lu Xi's smile was also very approachable, giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.
Is this an occupational hazard for psychologists? If they don't do this, they can't get closer to their patients and gain their trust.
"I'm not sick, I don't need counseling."
This psychologist is clearly in cahoots with Song Lingshan. He definitely won't keep her secrets and will repeat everything he said to Song Lingshan verbatim after their conversation.
Song Lingshan's smile froze instantly, and she said disdainfully.
Do you have the right to refuse?
"..."
Su Luo remained silent. He really didn't have any. He was already locked in a cage; what human rights did he have left?
Song Lingshan warned again, "If you don't cooperate properly, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"..."
Su Luo pursed his lips, completely unwilling to communicate with Song Lingshan. He suddenly felt that Song Lingshan must also be mentally unwell.
She can change her expression so quickly that even a master of face-changing would be ashamed of himself.
Song Lingshan opened the cage, led him to a chair, ordered him to sit down, gave the doctor a brief explanation, and then left the room.
He went to the study, turned on the computer, and began monitoring Su Luo and Dr. Du's every move in the basement.
The doctor moved a chair and sat down opposite Su Luo, not very close, about a meter away, and quietly looked at Su Luo without saying a word.
Su Luo felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, but she didn't want to speak first, so she bit her lip hard.
The two remained locked in a stalemate.
About half an hour passed, and neither Su Luo nor Dr. Du spoke.
Song Lingshan was getting sleepy watching the screen.
He picked up the iced coffee from the corner of the table and took a big gulp.
I began to question Dr. Du's professionalism.
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock on the door.
"Sis, can I come in?"
Song Lingshan was already annoyed, and said irritably, "No, we can talk outside the door if you have something to say."
Song Qiluo wasn't angry and spoke patiently.
"I asked Aunt Zhang to make you some ginseng soup. Would you like to come out and have some, or I can serve you a bowl and bring it inside?"
My sister has had a poor appetite these past two days at home and is getting increasingly haggard. She's really worried that something might be wrong with her health.
Song Lingshan refused without hesitation, "I won't drink, and don't bother me."
"Sister, I know you're worried about Su Luo's health, but you can't just ignore your own. What if you collapse?"
Song Qiluo was furious. Her sister had finally gotten two days off, but instead of resting, she was either in the basement or locked in her study watching the basement security camera footage.
They didn't spend a single moment with her, and even spent a lot of money to hire a psychiatrist for Su Luo.
She didn't believe Su Luo could have mental problems. How could someone who had only been locked up for two weeks become mentally unstable?
That's too fragile. She felt that Su Luo was faking his illness, knowing that her sister still loved him, so he deliberately tormented her to make her feel guilty.
"..."
Song Lingshan did not respond immediately, but pondered her sister's words carefully.
That makes sense. If she falls, how can she possibly beat Nami Ozawa?
Therefore, she absolutely cannot fall down.
"Then bring it in."
"Alright!"
Song Qiluo immediately went to the kitchen, ladled out a large bowl of ginseng soup, opened the door, and delivered it to her sister's desk.
She glanced at the computer screen and saw Su Luo and Dr. Du staring at each other in silence, and asked in confusion.
"What are you doing? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Song Lingshan was completely unaware of this either. She took a small sip of the ginseng soup with a spoon and said helplessly.
"have no idea."
Song Qiluo couldn't help but say.
"Sis, I think you might be making a mountain out of a molehill. There's no need to call Dr. Du. He'll definitely be fine."
Song Lingshan's expression changed again, and she said unhappily, "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
His purpose in seeking out the doctor was not only to worry about Su Luo's mental state, but also for a more important reason: to get the doctor to use any means necessary to make Su Luo truly let go of Ozawa Nami.
Song Qiluo hurriedly explained.
"No, no, I was just expressing my opinion. Don't be angry, sis. Of course I didn't mean to teach you how to do things."
Song Lingshan was too lazy to argue with her sister. "Alright, you can go now."
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