"Miao, what mischief have you been up to now?"
"Meow~"
Ye Lan arrived at the laundry room door and saw the basket filled with Yan Huan's dirty clothes already toppled over, the mischievous black cat fiddling with something amid the pile of garments.
"Not being good, Miao, you've made Brother's clothes fall to the ground."
"Meow~"
Ye Lan walked over, scolded Miao a little.
Just as she was about to pick up the plump black cat and gather the scattered clothes back together.
Ye Lan's gaze, however, was suddenly drawn to the spot Miao kept pawing at with its paws.
Did she see a small detail out of place next to the other collars?
Ye Lan frowned, hastily picked up the garment.
She carefully felt around the collar, inspecting it closely.
Eventually, on the exceedingly hidden inside of that collar, she saw three words neatly stitched in,
"Ye Shiyu"
Ye Lan's eyes widened, a chill ran up her spine in an instant.
"Meow~"
"..."
