On the shoulder, the past Meow had a mischievous grin,
"See, I told you, meow! He's super strong!"
"Shut up!"
Yan Huan couldn't hold it in anymore, almost wanting to perform Love Cat TV on the spot.
Seeing Yan Huan angry, Meow stuck out its tongue and hunched its head.
Yet its gaze always followed the silhouette of the white cat running away farther and farther.
Glancing once more at Yan Huan beside it, there seemed to be a hint of surprise in its eyes...
But in the end, it didn't say anything.
It just let out an adorable "meow".
...
...
"Yan Ye? Mmm..."
Outside the venue, Bai Yi cradled Yan Huan's phone, hugging her knees in a corner.
Her heart was pounding wildly, cautiously looking around.
Not only because Yan Huan had been chasing her just now, even if she ran far away with indifference, she was still worried he'd catch up...
More importantly, she was now separated from Yan Ye.
