Ye Xiaotian said earnestly.
"You don't understand, you'll be afraid if you see her too."
"Really? No way."
Su Luo truly couldn't understand. Of all the women he had met, the only one who could send chills down his spine was Song Lingshan.
Is there any woman with a stronger aura than Song Lingshan?
Ye Xiaotian shook his head, saying helplessly.
"You'll see when you meet her; my sister is no ordinary person."
Seeing Ye Xiaotian's serious demeanor, Su Luo realized he didn't seem to be lying at all.
Unable to resist asking, "Is he... even more impressive than President Song?"
Ye Xiaotian waved his hand, "No, no, no, they're not the same style. President Song has been in a high position for a long time and doesn't like to smile. She's too aloof and intimidating."
"My sister is different. She... she... do you know about the punk style that's popular overseas?"
Su Luo slammed her hand on the table and exclaimed excitedly, "Of course I know!"
His favorite rock band, Hotmaple, is a punk band, and he knows them all too well.
"Ugh, she just doesn't look like a good person at all. She's a delinquent girl with tattoos, lots of ear piercings, and her makeup is all that dark style!"
Anyway, Ye Xiaotian really couldn't appreciate it; he preferred simple, gentle, girl-next-door types.
He felt that most men probably wouldn't be able to accept his sister's type, otherwise his sister wouldn't have remained single for so many years.
"..."
Su Luo fell silent. In fact, his liking for punk style was simply because he liked the band Hot Maple and their lead singer, Linda.
In fact, most people who dress in a punk style look quite awful, similar to the "Funeral Love Family" from a few years ago.
Look at Ye Xiaotian's disgusted expression.
That must be one of those things that are really awful to look at.
Ye Xiaotian thought Su Luo was worried about being taken advantage of, so he comforted her.
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. If you're really scared, just try to talk less. It's okay. She may be a bit fierce, but if you don't provoke her, she won't cause you any trouble."
"I'll transfer the money to you right away."
He then took out his phone and transferred 5,000 yuan to Su Luo as agreed.
5000 yuan has been received on Taobao.
As soon as the payment confirmation message came on, Su Luo felt completely relieved.
"Okay, I understand."
He was mentally prepared that no matter how offensive the other party was, he couldn't back down now, after all, it was five thousand yuan, almost half a month's salary.
...
at the same time.
Wenzi pushed open the door to the president's office.
"What's up?"
Song Lingshan was sitting at her workstation, her eyes fixed on the screen.
“I have found Supervisor Su’s records for the past three years.”
"Okay, let's put it aside for now."
Song Lingshan wanted to finish the project first, and then look at it when she got home.
"Okay." Wen Zi placed the document on the corner of Song Lingshan's desk and then left the office.
...
Just before leaving get off work.
Su Luo received a message from Song Lingshan, asking him to drive her home later.
Su Luo stared at the information and pondered for a few seconds.
Instead of replying immediately, he stood up.
He strode out of the office.
We took the elevator directly to the top floor.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door of the president's office.
Song Lingshan, who was tidying up her desk, heard the sound and looked towards the door in surprise.
"who?"
Su Luo responded in a deep voice.
"It's me."
"Enter."
Su Luo opened the door and then closed it tightly behind her.
Song Lingshan closed her notebook, somewhat displeased.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the garage?"
"I've come to return your things."
As he spoke, Su Luo walked straight forward, took out a Nanjing lock from his pocket, and placed it on Song Lingshan's desk.
"?!!"
Song Lingshan froze, staring intently at the Nanjing lock that had been unlocked.
His breathing quickened involuntarily, his blood rushed back to his head, and he struggled to control his emotions, which were on the verge of exploding, and coldly questioned her.
What do you mean by that?
Others might not understand what this lock means to the two of them.
That was the night they officially became a couple; she personally put it on Su Luo's finger, making it a token of their love.
Before she put it on, she said that once she put it on, she couldn't take it off and would have to wear it for the rest of her life.
The implication is that taking it off would signify a breakdown in their relationship.
She carried the key to the Nanjing lock with her for three whole years, never once thinking of unlocking it for Su Luo.
When she returned to China, she saw that Su Luo hadn't unlocked the door, and she assumed that Su Luo still cared about her.
But what's the point of taking it off now?
Should I really cut ties with her?
Su Luo didn't answer immediately, but instead took out another bank card from his pocket and placed it next to Nanjing Lock.
Looking directly into Song Lingshan's incredulous eyes, he said earnestly.
"There's 100,000 in this card. I'll pay you back first. I'll pay you back the remaining 40,000 slowly. I won't drive for you anymore or do anything for you other than work."
Song Lingshan stood up abruptly, grabbed Su Luo by the collar, lowered her head, and glared at him with red eyes.
"Su Luo, dare you say that again?"
She couldn't believe her ears. The usually obedient and gentle Su Luo had actually shown such a strong side.
She went to so much trouble to keep him by her side.
He just broke it off like that? On what grounds?
Although Song Lingshan was only grabbing Su Luo's collar, he was wearing a shirt with the last button fastened, and being pulled so hard made it hard for him to breathe.
Su Luo swallowed hard, staring at her eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, and said wearily.
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