The childish cartoon voice mimicked her tone perfectly in the last sentence, bringing it to life.
Li Qiyu reached out to poke the "Emperor Bo" bobblehead again, which was touch-activated. Its large head quickly turned red as it shook and shouted, "Wrong, wrong, I'm wrong, I mis-mis-mis-mistook, my wife, I'm wrong, it's all my fault, my fault... Wife, you believed all the lies I told, but never the simple 'I love you' that I couldn't get you to trust."
It even rhymed.
Li Qiyu's eyes grew moist—had Bo Yeyuan truly loved her once? Had she buried that love with her own hands?
She remembered there was a time when Bo Yeyuan really treated her well, tolerated her every whim, and let her go when she wanted to leave. If he had no feelings for her, why then would he have spent an entire year watching her from the shadows, and why prepare all these gifts for her?
"Like it?" a deep voice suddenly asked.
Li Qiyu startled, her finger retracting.