This is the second time today that Fujimoto Gen has heard the name Su Luo.
Just now Airi said the child's eyebrows and eyes resembled Su Luo's, and now Ozawa Nami is saying she won't forget him.
He was really about to lose his temper, clenching his fists and speaking with some agitation.
"He abandoned you and your child, why are you still thinking about him?"
He even said he was crazy, and that Nami was the one who was truly crazy, the stupidest woman in the world.
Nami Ozawa smiled bitterly and said softly.
“He didn’t abandon me. He’s just sick and can’t live with me. So I’ll wait until he gets better and then take my daughter back to him.”
Fujimoto Gen didn't know what illness Su Luo had, and just thought it was outrageous, so he asked in return.
"If he's never good to you, are you going to wait for him your whole life?"
He thought Nami Ozawa would hesitate.
Unexpectedly, she didn't hesitate at all and firmly said, "Then I'll wait a lifetime."
Anyway, if it weren't for Su Luo, she would have been dead long ago.
Although Su Luo is no longer by her side, she is content with having a daughter.
"Okay, okay, I won't bother you again, not in this lifetime!"
After finishing his story in one breath, Fujimoto Gen sadly left the ward.
As soon as Ozawa Nami and Fujimoto Gen left the room, she instantly let down her guard, her weak hand clutching the jade safety buckle around her neck.
Large tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, quickly soaking the soft pillowcase under her head.
Although she knew that Su Luo had no choice but to let her leave.
She was still heartbroken and felt incredibly wronged. Just now in the delivery room, she felt like she had died again.
Of course, she still hopes that her child can grow up with his father's company, and that he can stay by her side as before.
She said it so easily: "If Su Luo's illness is never cured, she'll wait a lifetime."
A lifetime is very long, very long. There are 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in an hour, and 60 seconds in a minute.
Can she really wait a lifetime? It's been so long.
While crying, the mother carried the child back into the room.
Ozawa Nami immediately raised her hand to wipe away her tears and smiled as she spoke to her mother.
"Let me hug her, I haven't really looked at her properly yet."
Eri Ozawa handed her granddaughter to her daughter, saying with concern.
"Why are you crying? Tell Mom what's wrong. Don't hold it in. If you do, your breasts will definitely become engorged. If you're upset, your baby will get sick from drinking your milk. You really have to think about this for your baby's sake."
"I see."
Nami Ozawa held her daughter, gently poking her smooth cheek with her fingertips, and revealed a tender smile.
Eri Ozawa asked in a low voice.
"Have you decided what name to give the child? I think it's better for the child to take your surname."
That bastard Su Luo! She opposed her daughter being with him from the very beginning. If her daughter had listened to her earlier, she wouldn't be a single mother today.
Ozawa Nami shook her head, "Of course I want to take Dad's surname. I've decided, I'll call her Su Bao'er."
The meaning is simple: this is the most precious treasure in her life, and she will give it all her love.
Ozawa Eri's blood pressure spiked, and she said angrily.
"You're really going to wait for him? How old are you? Do you think a woman's youth lasts forever? In a few years, you'll be too old for anyone to want and you'll be single for the rest of your life!"
Ozawa Nami wasn't angry this time. Her mother was right; getting angry, sad, and crying would cause breast engorgement, she smiled.
"Do you really have to argue with me? Aren't you going to think about your medical expenses?"
When Ozawa Eri heard the words "medical expenses," she immediately lost her temper.
"Forget it, I can't be bothered with you anymore."
Nami Ozawa's eyes curved into a beautiful arc.
My mood improved a lot. Money really does work! It made me feel much better, and my breasts felt much clearer.
...
Su Luo accompanied Ye Xiaoman to the amusement park and watched a movie.
As it was getting dark, Su Luo was about to suggest going home when Ye Xiaoman arranged a new activity for him: to play pool with her.
Despite Su Luo's claim that he wasn't good at the game and didn't know how to play, Ye Xiaoman insisted and even offered to teach him if he couldn't play well.
Su Luo had no choice but to agree.
Since we've already come out, we should make sure Ye Xiaoman is thoroughly satisfied before going back.
So the two of them randomly found a billiards hall nearby.
Su Luo hadn't played billiards in a long time; the last time she came was back in college when she was with Song Lingshan.
The billiard hall was quite busy, mostly with students from the neighboring university town and some idle hooligans from this street.
Su Luo asked the waiter to set up a table by the window. As he picked up his golf club and began to grind the powder, he suddenly felt several gazes directed at him and Ye Xiaoman.
Most of them were there to see Ye Xiaoman. Since he was disfigured, there weren't many men who looked at him with that lecherous gaze anymore.
At this moment, Ye Xiaoman did not take off her mask; she was still wearing a hat and a mask.
But her tall figure, fair skin, slender waist, and legs encased in denim shorts were simply too eye-catching.
There aren't many girls in the pool hall to begin with, so it's perfectly normal for these young men to take a second look at a beauty like Ye Xiaoman.
Su Luo thought to herself.
You can look, but don't come over and cause trouble later.
He's mentally ill now; he wouldn't even need to be executed for murder.
Ye Xiaoman, unaware of Su Luo's inner thoughts, saw him standing there dumbfounded, constantly applying gun powder, and half-jokingly said...
"Take the first shot! Don't tell me you can't even take the first shot?"
Su Luo finally put down his gun-fan attitude and said with a smile, "I can still throw the first pitch."
He set up his cue and made a standard shot; no ball went into the pocket, but at least the balls were scattered.
Ye Xiaoman didn't rush to strike, but instead put her hand on his shoulder and said with a smile.
"Just fighting like this isn't fun. How about we make a bet?"
"It's not good. I already told you I'm bad, and you still want to bet with me. Isn't that bullying me?"
Su Luo had already learned his lesson once before, getting utterly crushed by her while playing Naruto, and he absolutely refused to agree to her request again this time.
Ye Xiaoman hurriedly shook her head and denied it.
"I'm not that good either, really."
No wonder she's so amazing. Back in school, every time she skipped class, she went to arcades, pool halls, and internet cafes.
He had long since mastered his ball skills to perfection, and was practically invincible throughout the entire school.
Su Luo stared into her feigned innocent eyes, ruthlessly exposing her deception.
"You're lying. Don't forget, I'm your biggest fan. Everyone knows you're good at billiards."
Ye Xiaoman excitedly squeezed his shoulders and muttered something.
"That was before. I haven't played since I went abroad, so I'm out of practice. If you're worried about losing, how about we bet a little less?"
Su Luo insisted, "No."
Ye Xiaoman was determined to gamble with him and continued.
"I was planning to go home after playing ball, but if you don't agree, then we can go to a bar after we finish."
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