Dodging the First Day of the Month Won't Save You from the Fifteenth

"Baozi must have at least a hundred tricks up his sleeve."

Mo Jingchun smiled faintly. Clearly, he agreed with Zhou Yaling.

How else could Baozi have gotten so fat?

Candy looked down at Xiao Huihui. The more she looked, the more disappointed she became, so she said angrily, "Stupid dog."

The insult drew Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling's attention. Just as they thought Candy was about to scold Xiao Huihui, she bent down and picked up the Chinese sausage from the floor without a hint of disgust.

"Go on, eat it. You can get scolded after you're done."

Xiao Huihui wagged his tail and nudged Candy with his head. He'd probably only understood "Go on, eat it," and hadn't caught the part about getting scolded afterward. Otherwise, why would he still be wagging his tail so happily?

Mo Jingchun shook his head. "Stupid dog. He's a lost cause." Then he turned and went inside. He had to go find Baozi. That cat was the real culprit, the mastermind. Xiao Huihui was, at most, just a foot soldier.

After watching Xiao Huihui eat for a while, Zhou Yaling glanced at Candy and took the rest of the Chinese sausage away. If Candy planned to lecture Xiao Huihui, then he was in for a rough time. She hadn't earned the nickname Little Chatterbox for nothing.

Baozi, on the other hand, had worked so hard only to come away empty-handed, while Xiao Huihui had gotten the food. It was a classic case of being too clever for one's own good.

Holding the Chinese sausage, Zhou Yaling went inside ahead of Candy.

When she reached the second floor, she saw her brother coming down from the Third Floor. Oddly, he wasn't carrying Baozi.

"Didn't find him?"

Mo Jingchun nodded. "I looked all over Candy's