Xia Wanwan babbled anxiously, stretching out her chubby little hand and pointing at the fat cat. "I... want... kitty."
Liu Wan paused, then continued, "This cat scratched my younger brother. Have Qing Da take it to my courtyard to be punished."
The fat cat's eyes looked languid, but it was drenched in cold sweat.
When Qing Da lifted it by the scruff of its neck, it was about to struggle and give him a swipe.
But a threat in a baby's milky voice rang out in its mind: [If you dare scratch my Qing Da, I'll make you stay a kitty for the rest of your life! Rawr, rawr, rawr...]
Fine.
It instantly retracted its claws.
No one knew what it had just experienced. It had clearly been climbing a rooftop, something it excelled at, yet when the baby told it to fall, its feet had actually slipped.
It had lived for a hundred years and had never slipped before.
So it had no choice but to obey this diaper-clad baby in everything. The instant Qing Da looked at it, it even played cute, putting on a sweet little kitty voice. "Meow~"
Qing Da wondered to himself, Isn't this a perfectly well-behaved cat? Why would it go around scratching people?
He couldn't figure it out. He really couldn't.
Xie Jinqiu watched helplessly as his father's principal wife's cat was carried away, his gaze fixed on it.
But if he stepped forward to stop them, wouldn't that confirm that Madam Li had released the cat to scratch the Liu Family's third young master, hoping to use the incident to marry Li Duoduo into the Liu Family?
What dignity would the Marquis's Residence have left then?
He looked at Zhong Youyan, seething with displeasure but not daring to vent it.
Zhong Youyan