Suppressing his inappropriate feelings, Su Luo looked into her eyes and said calmly.
"Ling Shan, we are already in the past."
The moment he agreed to Ozawa Nami's request, it meant that there was no possibility between him and Song Lingshan.
Song Lingshan's inherent pride was completely extinguished by Su Luo's heartless words.
Some people were on the verge of collapse.
"Why are you still angry with me? Didn't I already apologize? If you're still not satisfied, tell me what I should do?"
Su Luo said helplessly.
"I'm not angry with you anymore. I've truly let go. I don't need you to do anything for me anymore."
You've let go, you don't like her anymore? Is that what you mean?
Song Lingshan stood up abruptly, walked around the front row of seats, kicked over the chair next to him, her eyes bloodshot, and said in a cold voice.
"Say it again?"
"..."
Su Luo subconsciously pursed his lips. He was scared. Song Lingshan's fists were clenched tightly, and her eyes were red. She was clearly on the verge of losing control.
He knew very well that if he repeated what he had just said...
The next second.
Song Lingshan's fist was itching to punch herself in the face.
He'll definitely be disfigured. He makes money through live streaming based on his face now, and if he's unlucky, he might have to stay in the hospital for a few days.
No, absolutely not. Just thinking about it hurts, it hurts both my body and mind.
Song Lingshan was quite pleased with Su Luo's fear of her, and her anger subsided considerably. She then stepped onto the edge of Su Luo's seat.
He raised his hand and grabbed Su Luo's chin, acting strangely.
"Come on, smile for your sister."
Su Luo couldn't laugh at all.
Song Lingshan tightened her grip on his chin.
Su Luo was in so much pain that she almost cried.
There was nothing I could do; I couldn't fight them, I couldn't escape them, and even harsh words were useless.
Su Luo forced a smile, a smile that looked more like a grimace than a cry.
Song Lingshan gently stroked his soft lips with her fingertips, clicked her tongue in displeasure, and said sarcastically.
"It's too ugly. You weren't smiling like this when you received the Cloud Piercing Arrow I sent you in the live stream. I'm practically your half-patron, and you're just going to treat me like this? Are you looking for trouble?"
Looking at Song Lingshan's arrogant and condescending manner as she belittled him, Su Luo felt a chill run down his spine.
A deep sense of humiliation welled up inside Su Luo. She closed her eyes, trying to compose herself. When she opened them again, she forced a smile, her eyes curving into a beautiful arc.
Song Lingshan was in a great mood. She gently patted his cheek and chuckled, "Good boy, that's more like it."
Since she wanted to treat Su Luo well and start over with him, and he rejected her, then she shouldn't blame him for treating her this way.
She wanted Su Luo to know that he could never escape her grasp, and that this was the consequence of resisting her.
Su Luo stared at Song Lingshan's wicked smile, his pupils slightly unfocused.
Song Lingshan raised an eyebrow and kicked the bench beneath Su Luo.
With a loud bang.
Su Luo and her chair were overturned and fell to the ground.
Song Lingshan didn't mind the dirt on the floor; she simply pressed herself against him, grasping his fair and slender neck, her eyes sparkling.
Because of years of fighting practice, Song Lingshan's hands were harder and stronger than the average person's. The moment she grabbed him, he couldn't breathe. His eyes were red as he struggled to pry open Song Lingshan's hands, his legs kicking wildly as he gasped for air.
"Don't do this, let go of me..."
Song Lingshan used her knee to stop his unruly leg.
Su Luo's face gradually turned red, her vision blurred, and she vaguely heard sharp noises in her ears as she begged for mercy.
"Ling Shan, I was wrong. It hurts so much, I can't breathe..."
Song Lingshan lowered her head and gently kissed his rosy lips, comforting him.
"My sweetie."
He then increased the pressure on his hand.
Su Luo couldn't breathe at all
Just when he thought he was about to die, Song Lingshan suddenly let go of his hand.
Su Luo took a deep breath and began to cough violently.
Unconsciously, he grabbed Song Lingshan.
Song Lingshan didn't push him away, but instead lay down next to him and gently hugged him.
"I'm so scared... Am I dead?"
Su Luo buried her head in her soft chest, hugged her waist tightly, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Song Lingshan hugged him back and gently coaxed him.
"It's okay, don't worry... I won't let you die..."
Song Lingshan patted his back to help him catch his breath, and saw that he had calmed down a bit.
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