Zhang Lingying: "..."
She suspected that Lu Jing was trying to flatter her in a roundabout way, and she had evidence to back it up.
Lu Jing held Little Mirror close to his eyes, kissed it, and continued to stroke its little head, saying, "Though you're a bit thin, it's alright. Our Little Mirror is still young and can be fattened up slowly and will surely become loved by everyone in the future!"
"..."
Zhang Lingying couldn't stand it anymore.
She kindly reminded him, "This is my cat, my very own cat."
Fearing he didn't understand, Zhang Lingying pointed at Little Mirror in his arms and emphasized, "I have money and can afford to raise Little Mirror on my own."
"Didn't you say it didn't have a name?" Lu Jing suddenly said.
Zhang Lingying: "..."
She realized she had been outmaneuvered once again.
