Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce-Chapter 895 - 894: Don’t Touch Xiaxia’s Child (14)
Ling Yunshu had been thinking about how to take revenge ever since she returned to her apartment.
The two slaps she received today, her embarrassing fall, the ridicule from everyone, lingered in her mind, haunting her like a curse.
She could already imagine how people in her circle would look at her, talk about her, and mock her when she went out in the future.
She already had nothing, and now even her reputation was ruined by Ling Chuxia. And Ling Chuxia was now on a high pedestal with everyone gathering around her. Why?
She even slept with another man, and who knows if the child in her belly is a bastard!
In any case, this matter couldn’t possibly end like this. Ling Chuxia made her lose face, and she would ensure her name was disgraced forever in return.
So after returning to the apartment, she wasn’t in a hurry to treat her wounds. In fact, she hardened her heart and slapped herself twice more, making her facial injuries look even worse, which would only make Xiao Chen feel more sympathetic.
If possible, she didn’t want to resort to such a self-inflicted scheme, but Xiao Chen was no longer a factor she could completely control, and her plan couldn’t do without him.
Ling Yunshu looked at Xiao Chen, her eyes gradually filling with tears. She gently tugged Xiao Chen’s hand, her voice immediately choking up, "Xiao Chen, you always want me to let go, but what about Ling Chuxia, who is relentless? Today, I was just saying hello to her, and she ignored me in public, fine, but she even let Ji Xinxin hit me. So many people were watching, and she didn’t even care about sibling bonds... "
As Ling Yunshu spoke, she blinked, tears falling one by one, splashing onto the back of Xiao Chen’s hand.
Ling Yunshu looked truly unsightly at the moment, but it only made her seem more pitifully aggrieved. The wounds on her face, now slick with tears, would touch any man’s heart, especially one who loved her deeply?
Xiao Chen stared at her, many emotions swirling in his eyes—shock, surprise, heartache, compassion, sorrow. Ling Yunshu’s tears were scalding hot, yet when they landed on the back of his hand, they felt icy cold.
Ling Yunshu, through tear-filled eyes, looked at Xiao Chen. Her voice carried a sobbing tone, although she didn’t cry out. It was the kind of suppressed, almost crying but not crying, "I know, it’s ridiculous for me to talk about sisterly feelings with Ling Chuxia now, but Xiao Chen, every time you speak of sisterly bonds, yet did Ling Chuxia ever care? She’s already taken everything from me and is so happy, but she still won’t let me go!"
The light in Xiao Chen’s dark eyes dimmed bit by bit with Ling Yunshu’s words until it was completely dull. His hand clenched tightly, his handsome face equally shadowed, shadowed to the point where it was impossible to discern any emotion.
Ling Yunshu had been quietly observing him. Every word she spoke now was to stir up Xiao Chen’s compassion for her and his anger at Ling Chuxia. But now, while she had his compassion, she couldn’t see any anger towards Ling Chuxia, and she really couldn’t understand this man anymore.
But whether she understood him or not didn’t matter. What she needed was his help, for him to continue working for her unconditionally.
Her body leaned slightly forward, her hands encircling Xiao Chen’s neck, and she leaned her body against his embrace, her tears flowing even more fiercely.
