Listening to this, Bao Ye's temper flared up even more. With a grim face, he turned his head and shouted, "Uncle Cheng."
Uncle Cheng was the housekeeper.
Upon hearing this, he quickly came over, "Mr. Bao."
"Throw this cat out for me."
"No cats allowed in this house."
Uncle Cheng had just seen Jiang Ruan holding the cat, unable to put it down, and was suddenly in a difficult position, "This..."
"What, my words aren't effective now?"
Uncle Cheng's heart tightened, just about to speak, when Jiang Ruan interjected, "What are you yelling for."
"It's just a cat, it hasn't provoked you, what right do you have to throw it out."
"Besides, it's not even your cat, it belongs to Ah Nan, you have no right to decide its fate."
Bao Ye laughed coldly, staring at Jiang Ruan, "Very well."
"Call Ah Nan over, give her two choices: first, send the cat away, second, they both leave together."
Jiang Ruan flared up too, "Third, I'll leave with them."
"Uncle Cheng, pack my bags."
