The black cat pinned Wen Xiao’ai down on the sofa, relentlessly licking her face.
Wen Xiao’ai, annoyed, smacked its face and head with several swift paws.
Her little short legs also kept kicking at it.
Ah, I’m going to explode with anger.
Brazen stinking cat, how dare you affront me, Princess, shameless creature, I shall exterminate your nine generations.
"Xiaoguai." Xiaocha was startled, she dropped what was in her hands and ran to rescue Wen Xiao’ai.
Who knew that despite Wen Xiao’ai’s small size, she was quite strong and exceptionally nimble, moreover, being in a foul mood, her fury was not trivial.
When she managed to blind the black cat with her punches, her little short legs pushed against its belly with all her might, flipping the black cat over on the sofa.
Wen Xiao’ai immediately got up, charged forward, and plopped down right on the black cat’s stomach.
Her tiny paws began pummeling its face in a chaotic frenzy.
I’ll beat you to death, beat you to death, beat you to death.
Let you bully me, compete with me for Jun Moyan.
You still want Jun Moyan to keep you, sleep with Jun Moyan, want Jun Moyan to bathe you, want Jun Moyan to reward you with a little bell to wear, don’t even think about it.
"Meow woo, meow woo, meow..." The black cat, after a hefty beating from Wen Xiao’ai, had quite a bit of fur scratched off its face.
Perhaps it was cowed by Wen Xiao’ai’s ferocious demeanor; it forgot to fight back and could only keep crying out, long gone was the audacity it had when it first pinned Wen Xiao’ai.
"Xiaoguai." Xiaocha stepped forward and picked up Wen Xiao’ai who was still thoroughly enjoying the fight.
Before being taken away, Wen Xiao’ai didn’t forget to give the black cat another kick.
"Xiaoguai, are you alright, did you get scared, did you hurt anywhere?"
Xiaocha was quite frightened and held Wen Xiao’ai in her arms, gently smoothing out her fur.
Wen Xiao’ai was still furious, glaring with her big eyes menacingly at the black cat. Read complete versıon only at Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Beaten up, that black cat was now the epitome of docility, tucked in a corner of the sofa, daring not to make a move.
After consoling Wen Xiao’ai for a while, Xiaocha put her back on the sofa.
Then she went to check on the black cat.
Wen Xiao’ai sat on the sofa, pouting while watching the dozen cats jumping around and causing chaos on the table, and then her gaze shifted back to that black cat.
The more she watched, the more infuriated and wronged she felt.
Especially when she saw they had torn up the sofa and even broken the remote control.
She wondered how was she going to watch her cartoons now~
Just as Wen Xiao’ai was seething with anger, a familiar car stopped outside the villa.
The car door opened, and out came the one she hadn’t seen since morning, Jun Moyan.
He held his phone, walking and talking on it as he came inside.
The moment Wen Xiao’ai saw him, she became even more irritated, wishing she could rush at him and give him a good thumping as well.
Before Jun Moyan got close, he felt Wen Xiao’ai’s murderous and furious glare.
He looked at her, bewildered, as she glared at him from atop the sofa, puzzled.
What’s this all about?
Did Xiaocha disturb her sleep?
Or was it because he went out without taking her along, making her angry?
But he was going to work, not to have fun.
Jun Moyan ended the call and instead of addressing Wen Xiao’ai immediately, he turned towards the cluster of cats, and with furrowed brows, he asked Xiaocha, "What’s going on, where did all these cats come from?"
"Young Master, these cats were all brought by others," Xiaocha replied truthfully.
Jun Moyan instantly understood.
It must have been the guests from last night’s banquet, who saw that he kept Xiaoguai and assumed he liked cats, so they sent them one by one to curry favor and suck up to him.