But this flattery hit the wrong spot—literally on the hooves!
When Wen Xiao’ai saw Jun Moyan return and not hug her immediately but instead first inquire about the cats, she felt a surge of indignation.
She meowed at Jun Moyan, huffily glaring at him before jumping off the sofa and running upstairs on her own.
Jun Moyan called out to her, but Wen Xiao’ai didn’t even turn her head and directly ran upstairs.
Soon after, the sound of a door closing came from upstairs.
Jun Moyan became even more puzzled. Why was she so angry?
"What happened? Did you disturb her sleep?"
Jun Moyan asked Xiaocha.
"I didn’t," Xiaocha immediately shook her head, somewhat fearfully saying, "It was the black cat—it was fighting with Xiaoguai just now."
"Fighting?" Jun Moyan’s brows furrowed as he icily stared at the black cat cowering in a corner of the sofa.
The black cat, under his stare, shrank even more into itself.
"I asked you to watch Xiaoguai. Is this how you watch? By letting other cats bully her?"
Fury flickered in Jun Moyan’s eyes.
The things he usually cherished and personally took care of, not even Shangguan Yu was allowed to touch, yet today a mere cat had bullied it.
Xiaocha timidly lowered her head, thinking to herself how Third Young Master loved cats so much, yet he was so enraged...
"If Xiaoguai is hurt, I won’t forgive you."
Xiaocha trembled all over.
"Third, Third Young Master, Xiaoguai isn’t hurt, it—it won," Xiaocha stammered.
Jun Moyan was startled, somewhat unable to react.
Did she look like she had won?
Jun Moyan half-believed as he looked towards the black cat curled up on the sofa, looking as though it had been harshly disciplined.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips.
This little thing didn’t disgrace him and, despite being less than half the size of the others, had actually won, much like himself, not one to be disadvantaged.
But if she had won, why was she still upset?
Jun Moyan suddenly remembered some information about cats he had looked up on Baidu last time.
It said cats are highly jealous, especially disliking when their owners adopt other cats or animals... This turned out to be true. Googlᴇ search ⓝovelFire.net
It seems this little thing was feeling jealous—
"Send all these cats back, only keep Xiaoguai at home."
"Yes," Xiaocha quickly agreed.
"The black cat, who sent it? Tell them to be more careful next time."
"Wu Garden does not accept any gifts; I, Jun Moyan, lack nothing and do not need gifts from others."
After Jun Moyan finished speaking, he picked up Wen Xiao’ai’s milk bottle from the sofa and went upstairs.
Passing through the hallway, looking at the closed door, Jun Moyan helplessly shook his head.
This little thing sure was quite jealous.
Saying he would only keep her, how insecure was she about herself.
Jun Moyan opened the door and walked into the room.
Only to see a small pink and white bundle on the large white bed burying its head under his pillow, its tiny paws clinging to the pillow, nesting its small body so that only its body and little bottom were sticking out.
Jun Moyan almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
This was really just like a child.
Jun Moyan walked over, sat down by the bed.
He reached out and poked her little bottom that was sticking out.
Wen Xiao’ai wriggled her body, burying her head even more tightly.
"I just heard Xiaocha say that you won the fight?" His tone sounded indifferent, yet carried a hint of pride.
"Come on, let me see, did the fight hurt you?"
"If you won, why are you still unhappy?"
"I didn’t provoke you, why are you mad at me?"
Seeing that Wen Xiao’ai ignored him, Jun Moyan poked her little bottom again.