That voice, that tone, who else could it be if not his little fool?
Shi Lingyan's heart felt like it was being wrenched by the terrified, collapsing scream as he quickly followed the sound.
'Bang'
The thick door was pushed open.
Shi Lingyan saw at a glance the mess strewn all over the place.
Glass shards covered the floor, and a pricey guitar was smashed out of shape.
Cries of helplessness and vulnerability intermittently drifted from a corner.
Shi Lingyan followed the sound and saw a small, pink figure curled up in the corner, shivering.
"Shi Mei?" Shi Lingyan quickly approached, and his anger flared upon seeing her disheveled state.
Shi Mei was convulsing, her usually neat and tidy hair now a mess, as if someone had mauled it.
She was holding her legs, crying with her face flushed red.
Hearing Shi Lingyan's voice, she lifted her guarded gaze, and upon seeing him, burst into louder sobbing, her arms wide open as she yelled, "Hubby!"
Shi Lingyan caught her securely.
