Chapter 100: Crying Miserably

Ten minutes passed.

Inside the villa, one earth-shattering cry after another echoed incessantly!

So much time had passed, yet the crying showed no signs of stopping—on the contrary, it grew louder and more heartrending, making people wish they could go deaf!

"Wahh uu uu uu~"

The little girl sat on the floor covered with a thick wool carpet, wailing with tears misting her beautiful black eyes.

Her small hands clutched a trash can, her eyes red as she looked at the fruit candy inside, tears of grievance falling one by one as she sobbed uncontrollably!

"Tangtang, wu wu wu my poor Tangtang—"

Lu Junhan, sitting on the sofa, kept his lips tightly pressed, his handsome face slightly darkened, clearly on the verge of restraint and eruption.

"Li Li... Li Li, don’t cry, don’t cry," Song Qingwan, feeling a heartache, quickly pulled out several tissues to wipe her tears:

"If the candies are gone, we’ll buy more. Auntie will buy you more. We’ll buy a hundred packs, okay? So don’t cry..."

But the little girl wouldn’t listen, persistently clinging to the trash can and crying. Her tears blurred her vision, and her small nose turned bright red from crying, looking exceptionally pitiful.

She seemed soulless, only repeatedly crying out:

"Tangtang... my Tangtang wu wu wu, my Tangtang is gone..."

After saying this, tears continued to fall, streaming down as if she were about to go blind from crying!

Song Qingwan glared at the expressionless Lu Junhan: Look at what you’ve done!

Lu Junhan: "..."

The servants at the door whispered among themselves:

"The little miss has been crying for over ten minutes, hasn’t she?"

"That’s right, I’ve been standing here, and I’ve never seen the little miss stop!"

"No way? Her fighting spirit is terrifying!"

"...Didn’t you see Young Master Lu’s expression? It looked like he was about to kill someone! President Song has been trying to soothe her for a long time, but the little miss wouldn’t listen, just kept crying. The last time she cried less when we killed a fish."

"Hey, there’s no need to cry. The candies had wrappers, right? Can’t they still be eaten if picked up? It’s dirty outside but not inside!"

"What are you thinking! Of course, they can’t be eaten!" a servant said:

"Did you forget? Earlier, President Song drank a can of cola and threw it in the trash without finishing it. Whether it was thrown inaccurately or what, nearly a whole can of cola spilled out. Once the candy was thrown in, it was soaked in cola. Plus, there were other trash items in the can. Even if retrieved, they’re dirty. How can you eat that?"

"I’m sorry, Li Li," Song Qingwan, seeing the little girl about to pass out from crying, felt her heart shattering: "Had I known, I wouldn’t have drunk that can of cola..."

Grandpa, unlike Song Qingwan and Lu Junhan, had done nothing wrong, so he wasn’t afraid. Seeing the little girl cry for more than ten minutes, he finally lost his patience:

"What’s all this crying! Why cry over something so trivial! They’re just candies; is it worth crying this long...?"

"Grandpa..." The little girl was almost comforted by Song Qingwan, but upon hearing this, tears spouted again.

Looking at him with teary eyes, she pitifully pleaded in a childish, trembling voice:

"You, you saw daddy stealing my Tangtang, why didn’t you tell Li Li earlier... Li Li could have taken it back... but now, Li Li’s Tangtang is gone wu wu..."

After saying this, the more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and thinking about it overwhelmed her, resulting in another wailing cry.

Song Qingwan: "..."

Grandpa: "..."

After being accused with such tearful reproach, Grandpa fell silent.

Song Qingwan: "..."

Dad, where’s your backbone?

Go ahead, scold more!

What’s with that guilty look?