What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Are You Not Satisfied That I Am Your Wife? 16

When Wan Linlin heard Bai Li's words, she was shocked. She had forgotten what she had said to Lin Zhuo in the coffee shop before.

She originally wanted to find an excuse to get away with it, but when she saw Bai Li's particularly serious profile, Wan Linlin swallowed subconsciously.

For some reason, she felt a little panicked at the moment.

"I..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Bai Li interrupted her: "Think it over before you speak, don't lie to me."

Wan Linlin was speechless. She was panicking inside but her mind was still distracted: she always felt that Bai Li was jealous because she had a little secret with someone else.

Then she came back to her senses and squeezed her cheeks with both hands, trying to sober herself up: Ahh...

After an intense psychological struggle, Wan Linlin touched her chest and let out a long sigh: Bai Li doesn't like me, so what am I thinking about!

If Bai Li knew what she was thinking, they would no longer even be able to be friends!

Wan Linlin calmed down after thinking this, then she turned around and wanted to explain to Bai Li, but she opened her mouth several times but couldn't utter a word, and only made some useless sounds.

She really didn't know what excuse to use to get away with it.

Bai Li seemed to sense her embarrassment, and she became even more upset. She stopped the car with a cold face and said, "we're here."

"Ah?"

"We've arrived at your neighborhood."

"Oh." Wan Linlin nodded blankly, then opened the car door and got out. Then she invited Bai Li, "would you like to come up and sit for a while?"

Maybe she would suddenly have an idea and come up with a decent excuse.

"No need. I have something else to do." Unexpectedly, Bai Li rejected her.

Before Wan Linlin could react, Bai Li had already turned around and left, leaving Wan Linlin alone standing at the entrance of the community, staring in a daze at the back of her car.

Wan Linlin didn't know how she got home. After returning home, she behaved as if she had lost her soul. After a short while, she broke a bowl and two cups.

When she squatted down to pick up the fragments and cut her finger, Wan Linlin realized: Is Bai Li angry with her?

This thought immediately occupied Wan Linlin's mind and hindered her thinking.

She cleaned up the glass shards on the floor like a robot, and threw herself on the sofa without even treating the wound on her hand.

Wan Linlin lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, then turned sideways and hugged her knees, trying to turn herself into a ball.

How should she coax Bai Li? What if Bai Li doesn't want to play with her anymore? What if Bai Li doesn't want to see her anymore? What if... What if...

What if the two of them really become like what is described in the novel?

"Ouch..."

Her faint crying could be heard from the living room.

Tears kept falling from her eyes, soon soaking the surface of the sofa.

Wan Linlin reached out her hand tremblingly to touch the mobile phone on the coffee table, squinted her moist eyes and called Lin Zhuo.

"Hello? What's wrong?"