☆、Fan 55: Sister, can't you stay here with me? (Qiao Yipian)
"After we get married, I'll definitely sleep with Ah Ling in my arms, okay?" Qiao Yi suppressed her disgust and coaxed him gently with a fake smile.
Huo Ling reached out and touched her cheek, nodding with a smile, "Okay, goodnight, sister. Be a good girl, okay?"
He went out through the door, and she clearly heard the sound of the door lock from the outside; she was almost certain that the door had been locked from the outside.
She was powerless and unable to seek help from the outside world, so she could only hope that Song Libai would find her soon.
But she also knew how slim the chances were; she hadn't even had a chance to explain anything to Song Libai.
Everything happened too coincidentally and too hastily.
Song Libai dialed Qiao Yi's number again and again, but it was always busy. The person hung up on him.
He sat on the sofa with his head down, seemingly lost in thought.
Her ex-boyfriend came back, so did she get back together with him? And did he get dumped again?
He now had to admit that the person he saw that afternoon was indeed her; she was sitting in another man's car, and that man had even kissed her.
But didn't she say she'd favor him tonight? Why doesn't she want him anymore? He's been trying so hard, but she still doesn't want him.
He even had a smile on his lips, but he felt bitterness spreading throughout his body, and his smile became slightly stiff.
He was still somewhat unwilling to give up, so he dialed the number again. This time, the call was answered, but it was a man who seemed extremely pleased. "What's up?"
Song Libai felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he forced himself to speak, "Where's Qiao Yi?"
"Yi-yi," the man chuckled, speaking in a provocative tone, "I'm tired, I've already gone to bed. I'll pass on your message if you need anything."
The call was disconnected, and Huo Ling smiled knowingly and provocatively.
Song Libai felt a sharp pain in his internal organs and couldn't understand why. Why didn't he want him?
In every way, he's better than that pretty boy.
Oh right, Qiao Yi likes cute little guys, so he tries his best to act cute and innocent. How can a substitute compare to the original?
Who does he think he is? He's nothing but a joke. He's just a casual fling for her when she's lonely. Oh, and she even gave him the title of "potential boyfriend."
The title of "prospective boyfriend" that he had shamelessly begged for was snatched away by her casual "breakup."
He seemed to find it extremely funny, but he just couldn't laugh.
The wine cabinet was filled with all kinds of wine, and he reached out to take one, celebrating his return to single life.
Fuck your love.
With each glass of wine he drank, Song Libai felt lightheaded, and the grievances in his heart grew ever stronger.
He really missed her, longed to hold her and act cute, and wanted to hear her speak, but he couldn't even call her; another man answered the phone.
She's with another man; she doesn't want him.
He already has a very good temper, he could be even better, can she please not leave him?
When Fu Chenyan heard the phone ring, he frowned, afraid of waking the girl next to him, and prepared to get out of bed to answer it.
Li Muli snuggled against his chest, still sleepy, "Ayan."
"Go back to sleep, baby. I'm going out to answer a call." Fu Chenyan kissed her forehead.
Li Muli hugged his waist tightly and whispered, "Let's catch it here, I'm already awake."
He patted her head, answered the phone, and heard someone on the other end who seemed completely drunk, only repeating "one-one, one-one..." over and over again.
Fu Chenyan frowned, completely baffled as to what was wrong with Song Libai so late at night.
Just as she was about to hang up, Li Muli heard Yi Yi's voice and reached out to take the phone. "What's wrong?"
Upon hearing her voice, Song Libai seemed somewhat awake, "Sister-in-law, Yi Yi doesn't want me anymore."
Then the call was disconnected.
Li Muli was a little confused. She looked up at Fu Chenyan with a puzzled expression. Fu Chenyan kissed her eyebrows and eyes and said gently, "Go to sleep, baby. They may have been arguing again."
Li Muli sighed, "I don't know if they're compatible. Both of them are so stubborn and unwilling to back down."
"Don't worry about them. Adults can take care of themselves," Fu Chenyan patted her back, gently comforting her.
Li Muli smiled faintly, tightening her grip on his waist. "Goodnight, husband."
"Good night, baby."
For every bit of sweetness and happiness on this side, there is just as much pain and suffering on the other.
Having hung up the phone sometime earlier, Song Libai slumped onto the sofa, muttering softly, "Yi-yi, Yi-yi..."
Qiao Yi was even more afraid to fall asleep, as Huo Ling could break in at any moment in this unfamiliar place.
She could only keep hoping that Song Libai would realize something was wrong and come to her rescue as soon as possible.
Staying here for even a second longer will make things even more dangerous.
As the night grew quieter, Qiao felt her fear growing stronger, as if a pair of strange eyes were watching her from somewhere.
The next day.
As soon as the knock sounded, Qiao Yi forced herself to perk up. Huo Ling still had a smile on his face. "Did you sleep well, sister?"
She replied with a forced smile, "It's fine."
"Let's go out for breakfast. I made it for my sister myself."
Qiao Yi followed closely behind him.
She suddenly remembered that Song Libai had also made breakfast for her by hand. Even though it wasn't very tasty, she remembered the care and attention in his eyes.
A sudden wave of longing washed over her; she really, really missed him.
"What's wrong, sister? What are you thinking about?" Huo Ling's hand touched her face, and she almost immediately pulled away.
Huo Ling's smile froze slightly. "What's wrong, sister?"
Qiao Yi lowered her head and shook her head. "It's nothing."
"Sister, would you like to take a look at the back garden later? Ah Ling prepared it for you herself." Huo Ling looked at her with a gentle smile, her eyes full of love.
Qiao Yi suddenly felt nauseous. She couldn't understand how someone could be so fake.
It seems that Huo Ling is living a good life. Well, he must have made quite a bit of money by clinging to rich women over the years.
Anyway, there must be quite a few suckers like her.
"Is your sister unhappy?"
Qiao Yi didn't answer, but asked him softly, "A-Ling, when are you going to let me out?"
Huo Ling tilted her head, her dimples deepening. "Wouldn't it be better for my sister to stay here with me?"
"So you're going to keep me locked up here forever?" She frowned, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry.
"No, sister, wait for me a little longer," Huo Ling pursed her lips and explained softly.
Joe nodded, looking somewhat sullen.
Huo Ling is too vigilant. He doesn't trust her, so she can't get out or contact the outside world.
She didn't even know how Song Libai was doing; she longed to hug him.
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