The next day.
Su Luo was woken up by the alarm clock, which he had specially set the night before, planning to get up early and get the marriage certificate with Ozawa Nami.
He smiled, lowered his head, and kissed Nami Ozawa, who was being held in his arms.
"Honey, wake up, it's time to get up."
Nami Ozawa opened her eyes groggily and said in a hoarse voice.
"Go back to sleep."
Su Luo said with a smile.
"Wake up, let's go get our marriage certificate."
Ozawa Nami paused for a moment, then spoke earnestly.
"Forget it, I don't want to go."
Su Luo became nervous.
"Why? Didn't we agree on this?"
"Let's wait a little longer, no rush, sweetie."
Ozawa Nami thought about it seriously last night and decided not to get the marriage certificate yet. Before Su Luo and Song Lingshan had come clean, she was afraid that if they secretly got the certificate, Song Lingshan would go crazy and hurt Su Luo.
Su Luo said somewhat dejectedly.
"Oh well."
Nami Ozawa gently kissed his cheek and said tenderly.
"Go to work."
This kiss dispelled Su Luo's recent frustration and sleepiness.
"Okay, then you should get some rest."
"Uh-huh."
Su Luo got out of bed, quickly washed up, had breakfast downstairs, and then headed to the company.
He had just entered the office when he received a message from Song Lingshan saying that she had returned and asked him to come over and keep her company that night.
Su Luo didn't reply immediately. Instead, he ran to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror at the sink, took off his coat and shirt, and carefully checked in the mirror whether Ozawa Nami had left a hickey on him last night.
Although Ye Xiaoman has a rather rough personality, for some reason, she doesn't like to give him hickeys.
Therefore, if there are any marks on his body, Song Lingshan will likely notice something is wrong.
After a thorough inspection, no traces were found.
Su Luo took a deep breath, got dressed, and then replied to Song Lingshan that she would go home immediately after get off work tonight.
Song Lingshan replied instantly: "Waiting for you (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～"
Looking at the ambiguous emojis on the screen, Su Luo felt a sense of powerlessness, like a middle-aged man suffering from impotence. He was really exhausted last night, and he was barely managing to come to work today.
Tonight is definitely not going to work.
The thought of being mocked as a useless person by Song Lingshan again that night made Su Luo lose all interest in work. She also stopped bringing food to her son and asked her secretary to deliver it to him instead.
I drifted off to the end of the workday in a daze.
Instead of driving home immediately, Su Luo went to a nearby convenience store and bought two cans of Red Bull.
Back in the car, I quickly finished both cans of Red Bull, let out a burp, and finally felt a bit more energetic.
Not long after.
Su Luo arrived at her doorstep and pushed it open.
I saw Song Lingshan sitting on the sofa, pointing at her son who was standing to the side with his head down and not saying a word, scolding him. Her face was frighteningly gloomy.
Su Luo immediately stepped forward, puzzled.
"What's wrong?"
Song Lingshan said angrily.
"He got into another fight and almost got disfigured, but he won't let me settle the score with the other guy. Is he stupid? Has he lost his mind?"
"What?! Disfigured?!"
Su Luo squatted down, nervously cupped her son's face in her hands, and upon closer inspection, realized that there was no disfigurement at all.
It was just a small band-aid on her cheek, and her anxiety immediately subsided. She said helplessly.
"This isn't disfigurement, is it? Such a small cut won't leave a scar."
Song Lingshan glared fiercely at Su Luo and shouted.
"What if? What if they're even more ruthless next time?"
Hearing Song Lingshan's words, Su Luo felt a chill run down her spine. She had a point. So she gently asked her son.
"Xiaoyu, tell Dad what happened. Mom is worried about you. If you don't talk, it will hurt Mom's feelings."
Su Yu said, looking aggrieved.
“I just told my mom that he didn’t bully me. We had a fair fight, and we agreed beforehand that we wouldn’t tell the teacher no matter who won or lost, and we definitely wouldn’t let our parents come to the school to cause trouble for each other.”
Su Luo was a little confused.
"A fair duel?"
Song Lingshan couldn't take it anymore. She roughly grabbed Su Yu's ear and said sternly.
"But you didn't tell me why we were fighting. If you don't tell me, I'm going to beat you up!"
Song Lingshan had a strong grip, and the pull instantly brought tears to Su Yu's eyes as she choked out.
"Waaah, no! It hurts so much! Daddy, save me!"
He certainly couldn't say that he got into the fight because of Su Bao'er, because if he did, his mother would definitely notice Su Bao'er.
This way, it would be easy for the mother to discover that Su Bao'er is her older sister.
Therefore, he certainly couldn't tell the truth, since he had promised his father to keep this secret for him.
He just hadn't come up with a plausible lie yet.
Su Luo panicked and said with heartache.
"Wife, don't hit me. Let's talk this out. I'll ask you, I'll ask you."
Song Lingshan snorted coldly and finally let go.
"Then ask!"
Su Yu threw herself into his arms, feeling wronged, and burst into tears.
"Ouch, my ears hurt so much, Daddy, can you rub them for me?"
She was crying on the surface, but her little brain was working at lightning speed, trying to come up with a reason that would make her mother believe her.
"Okay, okay, sweetie, Daddy will rub it for you, don't cry."
Su Luo gently rubbed her son's red ears, still puzzled as to why he had fought and why he wouldn't tell Ling Shan.
Song Lingshan was even more annoyed by her son's crying and snapped.
"Stop crying, shut up, or I'm really going to beat you up!"
Upon hearing this...
Su Yu wiped her tears and snot forcefully on Su Luo's clothes, finally raised her head, looked at Song Lingshan with teary eyes, and said without blushing or skipping a beat.
"Because he called me a mother, I fought him to prove myself. I didn't lose, and he even got a nosebleed from my beating. So I hope Mom won't pursue this matter. He definitely won't dare to mess with me again. He knows he can't beat me."
"..."
After listening, Song Lingshan looked at Su Luo speechlessly, as if to say something.
It's all your fault! It's such a shame that our son looks like you. He's been criticized for being too pretty since birth, looking more like a girl than a boy.
Su Luo scratched his head awkwardly.
It's not his fault. He can't control his own appearance. It's just that his son looks too much like me. If your genes were stronger, he would look more like you and things wouldn't have turned out this way.
Seeing that her mother's anger had subsided considerably, Su Yu seized the opportunity to continue her work on the railway.
"Mom, please promise me you won't talk to his parents, okay?"
Song Lingshan nodded helplessly.
"Alright."
My son didn't want to talk about it just now, probably because he felt embarrassed. After all, it's really embarrassing for a boy to be called effeminate.
Su Luo asked curiously, "What's the name of the boy you fought with?"
He plans to keep an eye out when he goes to deliver food to his son tomorrow.
Su Yu rubbed her nose. "Huo Xiaobei."
"; Huo Xiaobei...";
Su Luo repeated it.
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