Damn it.
This is really getting a bit tricky.
Lin Yu sat on the chair by the bed, looking at the person on the bed with a face as pink as peach blossoms, grinding his back teeth in frustration.
Originally.
Lin Yu's plan for today was to thoroughly teach Tao Yaoyao a lesson.
As for the method of teaching her a lesson?
Well...
It wasn't complicated.
It was just to play around a little longer.
And a little longer.
To keep playing until a teary-eyed Tao Yaoyao let go of her dignity and begged him to stop playing around and get down to business. Then, his goal for today would be complete.
However, who knew where this girl Tao Yaoyao got her stubbornness from.
She actually refused to give in.
She gave off a strong sense of chastity, as if she valued her pride more than her life.
Having dragged on for so long.
Lin Yu was also getting a bit of a headache.
Not to mention that he was almost at his own limit.
And then there was Tang Manman; it was about time he hurried back to her.
After weighing his options, Lin Yu finally gritted his teeth.
He decided to just screw it!
He would consider today as Tao Yaoyao's victory.
There is plenty of time in the future!
Today, he would just quickly finish things up and leave!
Thinking of this, Lin Yu got up from the chair and walked to the edge of the bed. Just as he was about to make a move, a ringtone suddenly sounded.
"Makka Pakka, Akka Wakka..."
Hearing the sound, Lin Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at the phone on the desk.
Normally, at such a critical moment, Lin Yu had no intention of paying attention to this call.
But seeing the words Tang KuaiKuai on the phone screen, Lin Yu thought of Tang Manman's weakness when he left. His heart tightened, and he immediately abandoned the person on the bed, walked over to the nightstand to pick up the phone, and lowered his voice:
"Hello."
"Lin Yu..."
Tang Manman's weak and soft voice came from the phone's speaker. She asked softly,
"Where are you?"
Lin Yu felt a bit guilty at the moment. After taking a quick glance at Tao Yaoyao on the bed, Lin Yu looked away and continued in a hushed voice,
"I'm outside hanging out with some friends."
"What's wrong?"
"I'm not feeling very well."
Tang Manman's voice was soft, mixed with a hint of grievance, as she asked carefully,
"Can you come back and keep me company?"
Tang Manman's aggrieved voice was like a hook, pulling at Lin Yu with both heartache and self-blame. At that moment, he threw all caution to the wind and immediately said,
"Okay."
"I'll head back right now."
After saying this, Lin Yu did not forget the vast distance between City N and City A, and hurriedly tried to cover for himself,
"But it's a bit hard to get a cab here."
"It might take me a little longer to get back."
"Be good and wait for me at home."
While speaking, Lin Yu had already started bending over, picking up his clothes from the floor, and clumsily putting them on with one hand.
"Okay."
Tang Manman's obedient reply came through the phone receiver.
Just as he was rushing to pack up and put on his clothes, Lin Yu paused.
Looking down at the slender, pale hand gripping his arm, Lin Yu followed the arm and looked up, only to realize that Tao Yaoyao had sat up from the bed at some unknown point.
Her eyes were moist, covered with a layer of mist, but there was no sadness or grievance in them.
There was only a kind of urgency and pleading, as if begging the person in front of her not to just abandon her like this.
Lin Yu stared blankly at Tao Yaoyao, who looked so anxious she was about to cry.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized Tao Yaoyao had already reached her limit long ago.
She was just stubbornly holding on, just like he was.
At this moment, Lin Yu understood.
As long as he was willing to stay and used it as a threat, he could easily pry any morally bankrupt and extremely shameful words out of Tao Yaoyao's mouth.
But...
To hell with that!
What were you doing earlier?
Go play by yourself!
Lin Yu flicked his wrist, easily breaking free from Tao Yaoyao's grasp, and continued dressing as he walked out of the hotel room.
"Thud."
The door was mercilessly slammed shut.
Tao Yaoyao knelt on the bed, staring blankly at the tightly closed door, her body still maintaining a slight forward lean, as if trying to salvage the situation.
But it was already too late for everything.
Despair crept onto Tao Yaoyao's face.
After a brief moment of daze, she hung her head low, her scattered hair covering her flushed face.
Her shoulders gradually began to tremble, and broken, muffled sobs intermittently escaped through her scattered hair.
"How..."
"How could you do this..."
"This is too much..."
"..."
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