The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me-Chapter 612 - 611: Crying Out Loud While Hugging One’s Knees
Li Changxiao had just finished seeing off the departing guests, his expression serious and worried. "What happened?"
"Something’s been off since just now, she seems to have been crying. Could it have something to do with that child who just came back?" Mrs. Li held her husband’s hand tightly. "Should we go up and take a look?"
At this moment, Li Buyan was lying on the bed, her small face buried in the pillow, her mood beyond what could be described as sad.
Li Xingle might have never liked her. He must have known their identities and their relationship for a long time. That’s why he acted that way, especially last night—it was all a trap, all intentional!
"Yanyan, open the door. Daddy and Mommy want to check on you," Mrs. Li called out anxiously and worriedly from outside.
Li Buyan turned a deaf ear. She felt like she was trapped in a cage, no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
And that cage was called Li Xingle!
The phone rang, but she had no mind to look at it.
"Uncle, Aunt, you should go rest now, I’ll stay with her," Li Muchi’s voice came from outside.
Both of them had always trusted Li Muchi and knew that the siblings had a good relationship. "Alright, talk to her properly and see what’s wrong with Yanyan."
"Don’t worry!" Li Muchi had an inkling that it had something to do with Li Xingle!
After they left, Li Muchi knocked on the door. "Yanyan, it’s Brother Mu Chi. They’ve both gone, open the door."
Li Buyan curled up under the quilt, speaking with a sobbing tone, muffled and choked, "I don’t want to. You go! I want to be alone!"
"Yanyan..." Li Muchi couldn’t help clenching his fists. He wouldn’t let Li Xingle get away with this!
"I told you to leave!" Li Buyan roared.
Li Muchi stood at the door for a while but heard no further sound from inside.
She should be fine at home, right?
He needed to find that bastard!
——
Inside the room, Li Buyan leaned against the headboard, wrapping herself up like a cocoon.
When the phone rang again, she finally answered it with a trembling right hand.
"Li Xingle, you bastard!" Even as she cursed him, her voice was thick with sobs.
Li Xingle on the other end was taken aback. Her crying voice made his heart tremble. "Little Li, why are you crying?"
Li Buyan was trembling all over as she cried, her tears blurring her vision. The more she thought about it, the more it felt like her heart was being ripped apart by his hands, dropping blood drop by drop.
She was in unbearable pain.
"Little Li, stop crying. Come out, let’s talk..."
"Talk? Li Xingle, I hate you! I hate you! I’ll never want to see you again in my life, never forgive you!" Li Buyan hung up the phone and smashed it onto the floor forcefully.
The phone screen shattered, but it stubbornly stayed on.
The phone rang again, "Xingle" appeared on the screen.
What once seemed beautiful now felt like a huge mockery.
She quickly got out of bed, picked up the phone, turned, and ran into the bathroom, throwing it into the toilet.
Go to hell! Damn Li Xingle!
Why doesn’t he just die!
He’s gone too far!
Li Buyan looked at her own wretched reflection in the mirror, slowly crouched down, hugged her knees, and cried out loud.
"Ugh..."
