We arrived at a Japanese restaurant.
Song Lingshan chose a private room.
The two took off their shoes and sat facing each other on the tatami mats in the private room.
The room was elegantly decorated, with sandalwood incense burning on the windowsill, emitting a faint, calming fragrance.
A beautiful waitress in a kimono knelt down to pour tea for the two of them.
Song Lingshan didn't let Su Luo order; instead, she ordered a set meal that included almost all of the restaurant's signature dishes.
While waiting for the food.
Song Lingshan still didn't take the initiative to speak to Su Luo.
Su Luo didn't speak, but kept her head down and sipped her tea.
The two of them, with an unusual tacit understanding, waited quietly.
Once all the dishes were served, Song Lingshan started eating first, and Su Luo picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of salmon, dipped it in soy sauce and wasabi, and put it in her mouth.
The salmon was very fresh and the meat was succulent, but Su Luo, who hadn't had Japanese food in a long time, seemed to have used too much wasabi.
The spiciness shot straight to the top of my head, and tears instantly streamed down my face.
"Cough cough..."
Seeing this, Song Lingshan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and while laughing, she didn't forget to hand you a few tissues.
She remembered when they were dating, the first time she took Su Luo to eat Japanese food, he couldn't control the amount of wasabi, and often made himself so spicy that tears and snot streamed down his face, like a fool.
Su Luo took the tissue and wiped her tears and nose.
"Thanks."
Song Lingshan waited until he stopped coughing, then said seriously.
"How did the live stream go?"
Su Luo paused for a moment, then admitted, "It wasn't very smooth."
Now that he has moved on from this relationship, there's no need to hide anything from Song Lingshan anymore; they can just treat each other as friends.
Song Lingshan was not surprised at all by his answer and calmly replied.
"I guessed it, you're actually not suited for this job at all."
"This industry is too complicated, and you're too naive."
When she watched The Legend of Zhen Huan before, she thought that someone like Su Luo wouldn't survive more than three episodes and would have no chance of making a comeback and rising to power.
Su Luo knew Song Lingshan would mock her, and said self-deprecatingly.
"I know I'm stupid, but I... I had no choice..."
If it weren't for the mortgage and Su Jiani, he naturally wouldn't push himself to the limit and do a job that wasn't suitable for him.
But people always change. You can learn slowly. There's a three-month safety net. Now is not the time to give up.
Song Lingshan picked up her wallet, pulled out a black card, tucked it between her fingers and waved it, then smiled sweetly.
"Then I'll give you a chance to choose again, do you want it?"
Although Song Lingshan had softened her tone and tried to control herself from being too aggressive.
But Su Luo could still sense the subtle arrogance in her beautiful eyes, as if he were entitled to bow down and apologize to her, thanking her for her charity.
Without hesitation, Su Luo firmly replied, "No."
He knew that once he accepted the money, he would be entangled with Song Lingshan.
I finally resigned from her company and finally got back to a peaceful life, even if it was a little tough and tiring.
But at least I won't feel heartbroken or lost, and I won't smoke one cigarette after another at night, tossing and turning in bed.
Song Lingshan's smile froze instantly. "Are you sure?"
She had already lowered her stance, practically begging him to come back to the company and to her side, yet he still rejected her like this.
Seeing Song Lingshan's unpleasant expression, Su Luo immediately lowered her voice and spoke softly.
“I’m sure if you’ve come here just to persuade me to resign, and I think I’m going to disappoint you.”
Although this job is difficult for him, he will persevere and wants to support himself and his daughter through his own efforts.
These words instantly angered Song Lingshan, who slammed the black card on the table and said somewhat agitatedly.
"Do you feel wronged by using my money? You know perfectly well that I don't care if you spend my money. I don't know what you're insisting on. You said before that you're a man and you have self-respect, so you don't want to spend my money."
"But now that you've chosen to do live streaming, do you think you're earning this money with any self-respect? You've followed so many streamers, do you think they really have any dignity? You and others don't need self-respect, but I do."
Is this interesting?
"..."
Su Luo's eyes dimmed, and she moved her lips, but didn't know what to say.
He seemed unable to refute Song Lingshan's words. He had felt it during the past two days of live streaming; the job of a live streamer was not what he had expected.
In essence, live streamers and actors are similar; they both sell smiles and have to accept evaluations from so many people, both good and bad.
They can't actually express their emotions in front of the camera; they have to carefully manipulate tourists and figure out how to squeeze more money out of their pockets.
Ever since he finished those 200 squats today, he has felt like he has lost all dignity and has been trampled on.
But he had no choice; he needed to make a living this way, and he was under immense financial pressure.
How could Song Lingshan, a top-tier rich second-generation born with a silver spoon in her mouth, understand her own suffering? Moreover, she has always been self-centered and never considers things from other people's perspectives.
Su Luo forced a stiff smile, her voice hoarse and weak.
"It's boring, utterly boring."
Seeing that Su Luo seemed to have suffered a great blow, Song Lingshan suddenly realized that she had spoken too harshly. She took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and said gently.
“I’m not here to mock you. I just think you don’t need to work so hard. You clearly have better options.”
As long as you obediently come back with me, I will give you whatever you want. Why do you always have to make things difficult for yourself?
Su Luo's chest rose and fell slightly as he tried to control himself and spoke calmly.
"Ling Shan, you don't know, but I've never really had a choice."
He couldn't choose his parents, he didn't want to be bullied, and Song Lingshan forced him into the relationship.
Even the breakup was forced upon Song Lingshan by her father.
Perhaps, even after dating him for three years, Song Lingshan still didn't understand him well enough.
She knew he was insecure, but she didn't know that his insecurity had reached the point of utter despair.
She knew about his painful past, but she couldn't truly empathize with him.
She didn't know her family well enough. She always thought her father was just a bit serious and wouldn't do anything to his family, but she didn't know many of the things he did.
She seems to have a hard time forming close relationships with anyone other than him.
In my memory, back in college, all the girls went to school and ate together in pairs, but Song Lingshan didn't have a single friend.
Coincidentally, Su Luo was the same; she didn't have a single friend during her school days.
He met Ye Xiaotian after he started working, and it was Ye Xiaotian who took the initiative to approach him; otherwise, he really wouldn't have taken the initiative to make friends with people.
At that time, it was precisely because he and Song Lingshan were both extremely lonely that they became pathologically dependent on each other when they were together.
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