She watched Zhongli Wuzhi's retreating figure, her facial expression growing increasingly ugly. Inhaling and exhaling, inhaling and exhaling, she felt the oppression in her chest growing rather than subsiding.
Little Snowball approached her feet, sniffing, and was about to jump on her when it saw Song Lili pick up a throw pillow from the couch and toss it away.
Even though the pillow wasn't thrown at Little Snowball, the action scared it enough to dart away immediately.
It lay on the carpet not too far away, blinking its eyes at Song Lili, confused.
"Absolutely idiotic!"
Initially, she had only heard from Wen Nian that Zhongli Wuzhi's marriage was his way of punishing himself, and she didn't entirely believe it. Now, after having communicated with Zhongli Wuzhi herself, she knew that he really held that belief. He even spoke so self-righteously, and anger truly surged from all over her body to her heart.
With the discomfort stifled inside her, she couldn't help but erupt!
