Ye Qingxian felt as if thorns pricked her back and a bone stuck in her throat. She couldn't sit still.
Could someone tell her—
What did that look mean?
Was she even supposed to be here?
She felt like she shouldn't be in the bedroom, under the Cat mother's gaze. After all, she was still an outsider who wasn't all that close to them...
Ye Qingxian shifted her gaze, looking a little uneasy.
It was entirely an instinctive reaction.
She was trying to find the one person who could help her: Junior Sister.
Who could've guessed that the moment Ye Qingxian turned her eyes, Junior Sister, already asleep on the bed, would roll over slightly and clamp the blanket between her legs, sleeping soundly on her side.
Ye Qingxian was dumbfounded. How had Junior Sister fallen asleep?!
And just like that, without a word, she'd been out in seconds. Shouldn't Junior Sister have at least lain there thinking for a while? How could she fall asleep at such a crucial moment?! She'd just abandoned her to deal with this alone.
Ye Qingxian didn't think she should have to face the scrutiny of this imposing mother figure all by herself.
Listening to Junior Sister's adorable, unconscious muttering as she slept, Ye Qingxian was truly at a loss.
The Cat mother was gradually regaining consciousness, and control of her body was slowly returning.
Ye Qingxian hadn't lied.
She had brought the Cat mother back to life.
The first person the Cat mother saw was the young woman she'd met once before.
She didn't speak right away.
Ye Qingxian couldn't understand Cat language.
So the Cat mother simply kept quiet.
The Cat mother remembered Ye Qingxian.
She remembered that Ye Qingxian and her daughter were very close, and that Ye Qingxian was always