Looking up, Yun Qi glanced at Yun Qiuce and recalled the unpleasant conversation from earlier. He immediately turned his head and said to the little kitten in his arms:
"Let's go, I'll buy you some milk powder when we get back."
Yun Qi watched his retreating back and blinked her big eyes again.
After the person had walked far enough away, Yun Qiuce couldn't help but say:
"Qi, I don't think he seems like a bad person. You seem to have quite a strong opinion about him."
"The exterior is good, but unfortunately, the heart is black, and a person's heart is not easily seen."
In the evening, in a rented apartment outside a university in the Capital City.
Ye Zhaohui made some goat milk powder for the little kitten and watched it gulp down the milk with satisfaction, then he recorded a video and posted it in his circle of friends.
A few minutes later, someone called.
"I really found it, isn't it pretty? It doesn't look like a stray cat at all," Ye Zhaohui said excitedly.
