Qing Yi blinked and stared at the little kitten running towards them, feeling somewhat confused.
Could it really be Xiaoguai?
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Moreover, the third young master’s ears are too sharp, Qing Yi thought, since he truly hadn’t heard the sound of a cat meowing just now.
Jun Moyan bent down and picked up Wen Xiao’ai, who had run up to them.
"Xiaoguai? What are you doing here?"
Jun Moyan was very puzzled, wasn’t Xiaoguai supposed to be at home watching cartoons?
How could he appear here?
Before Jun Moyan had time to ponder this question, the little kitten in his arms quickly climbed along his arm onto his shoulder.
Then, it plunked down on his shoulder, tightly hugging his neck with three little paws while stretching the other paw out in front of him.
Jun Moyan, someone bullied me, she pinched me.
Wen Xiao’ai kept meowing in his ear, the sound so pitifully aggrieved that it was almost as if she might squeeze out two tears for him to see.
Jun Moyan’s eyebrows knitted together, and his eyes turned cold, "Who bullied you?"
"Meow meow meow..." Wen Xiao’ai pointed a little paw at the woman standing frozen by the door.
Then she clung tighter to Jun Moyan’s neck and began wailing again, acting just like a little child who had been bullied outside and was now tattling to a parent.
Jun Moyan raised his eyes to look at the woman standing by the door, her face having gone completely pale.
The woman staggered under the fierce gaze filled with murderous intent from Jun Moyan, her legs turning to jelly.
Right now, her brain was somewhat muddled, feeling a buzzing in her ears.
Jun, the third young master’s cat?
This, isn’t this Gu Yao’s cat?
How could it belong to the third young master?
Whose it was didn’t matter anymore, her instincts told her she might be finished.
That look in his eyes, that wasn’t the kind of concern one would have for an ordinary cat; it was as if he wanted to twist her head off. It appeared that the third young master really liked this cat...
"This is the third young master’s cat?"
"I thought it belonged to Miss Gu."
"My goodness, I actually wanted to take it home with me."
"I feel like that woman is done for, but should I thank her? If she hadn’t made the first move, I would have been the one holding that cat just now."
"The third young master is raising such a cute little kitten? This... is kind of adorable."
"Could it be the third master’s girlfriend’s cat?"
Those girls looked at the little kitten hugging Jun Moyan’s neck and complaining, feeling both fond and afraid of it, but more than anything, they were surprised.
Under the intimidating glare of Jun Moyan’s icy eyes, the woman swallowed hard, forcing herself to calm down, yet her calves couldn’t help but tremble.
She carefully approached, trying to muster a smile, but that smile was uglier than crying.
She timidly walked to a spot three meters away from Jun Moyan and forced a smile, saying, "Jun, the third young master, I didn’t expect this kitten to be yours. I thought it was Miss Gu’s, and I was just about to find its owner, hehe..."
The ingratiating smile turned into a rigid, dry laugh.
She was genuinely afraid of this man.
Women like them always paid close attention to the scions of great families, especially someone like her who constantly sought to climb higher and soar to the skies.
Jun Moyan was a man who rarely showed his face, but his methods in handling affairs made many people steer clear of him and talk about him with a change of color.
Those who had interacted with him always spoke of him either with utmost admiration or with fear.
She hadn’t quite believed it before, but today, that look in his eyes truly made her believe that a gaze could kill a person.
"Is that so?" Jun Moyan spoke in a deep voice, his eyes, sharp and menacing, remained fixed on her.
As if he wished he could bore holes into her with his stare.