"So that was how it was."
Shuang Yue sat down on a chair while I tugged her sleeve.
The girl let out a puff of white breath. "All right, I believe you."
The tension in Yue Wuhua's heart eased. She sat down on a stool on the other side and casually picked up a pastry.
Yangyang came out and greeted them politely. "Hello, Aunties."
"Mm, Yangyang's a good girl, too." Shuang Yue's eyes lit up. As expected, she was an adorable little kitty.
This wasn't the first time Shuang Yue had seen Yang Xiaomao's true nature.
Yue Wuhua, on the other hand, had never gotten a close look at Yangyang in her cat form.
Their conversation from just moments ago replayed in her mind.
"Junior Sister Xiaoyao, is your daughter, Ye... Dao Yan really a cat?" There was even a hint of anticipation in her voice.
It was as if, once she confirmed Yangyang was a cat, half the journey toward fulfilling her wish would be complete.
"Y-yes, I think so?" I tilted my head adorably, not quite giving her a definite answer.
Before I could confirm it, Yangyang immediately raised her little hand and jumped in with an answer. "Yes, yes! Yangyang's a kitty." She'd completely let herself go.
Where there were kittens, there were big cats.
Amid a storm of complicated emotions, I managed to withstand the pressure of their gazes.
Shuang Yue's intervention was subtle and seamless, her usual gentleness shining through to the very end. "Senior Sister, don't forget to do what Junior Sister Xiaoyao just asked you. Use all your connections. Ye Qingxian's emotional thread couldn't have vanished for no reason. As long as it hasn't been completely destroyed, make every deduction you can, and use your Dao Fruit if you have to. In short,