She originally thought talking about this cat could keep the conversation with Fang Yuhuan going a bit longer.
But she was obviously wrong.
Because as soon as the word "Xueli" ca out of her mouth, Fang Yuhuan’s barely maintained calm expression completely fell away.
Fang Yuhuan said indifferently, "Then on behalf of our Xueli, I thank Miss An for her concern."
This woman, what trick is she planning now?
An Yuen didn’t like Xueli at all.
Fang Yuhuan knew this from the beginning.
An Yuen looked at Xueli as if she were seeing sothing bad.
An Yuen was montarily tongue-tied; she hadn’t expected her ntion of Xueli to evoke such an attitude.
That cold gaze, tinged with a hint of vigilance, was like a beast protecting its cub.
Yes, An Yuen could only think of this description.
And she herself was the enemy in the beast’s eyes, the one he had to guard against.
Thinking about this made An Yuen inexplicably unhappy.
Was he really afraid she might harm this little thing?
Thinking of her niece, An Yuen deliberated for a mont and then spoke up, "Mr. Fang, didn’t Xueli accidentally scratch our Weiwei last ti? Our Weiwei is always obedient and kind-hearted, and she loves these little animals; she doesn’t bla Xueli at all. Of course, I have been telling her that Xueli is a very well-behaved cat and it wasn’t intentional..."
She glanced at Fang Yuhuan’s expression as she spoke, but couldn’t discern any emotion on his face.
She gritted her teeth and finished her sentence, "But our Weiwei is quite attached to the beautiful Xueli. As Weiwei’s aunt, I want to ask Mr. Fang if you could let Xueli stay with us at the An Family for a few days to keep Weiwei company?"
Gu Shengyin’s ears perked up upon hearing this.
She certainly didn’t believe An Yuen’s words; An Weiwei being ’attached’ to her?
This might be true, but as for what kind of attachnt, only An Weiwei herself would know.
This little per..vert still hasn’t given up on her!
She wasn’t worried at all.
Knowing her keeper well, Fang Yuhuan wouldn’t be willing to lend her out for others to play with.
Sure enough, Fang Yuhuan refused without a second thought, "Sorry, Miss An. Our Xueli is very timid. As you saw last ti, she was startled by Miss An Weiwei and only reacted instinctively. It’s best for both Xueli and Miss An Weiwei if they don’t et again."
An Yuen didn’t expect him to refuse so thoroughly, not even bothering with an excuse.
She opened her mouth, "But Weiwei really likes Xueli..."
Fang Yuhuan didn’t respond to her comnt, his aning clearly conveyed.
Your niece likes Xueli, so I should lend Xueli out?
Sorry, I don’t accept that logic.
After getting a rebuff here and facing Fang Yuhuan’s chilly attitude that made conversation nearly impossible,
she had no choice but to grab her bag and storm off.
"ow~"
After An Yuen left, a small white blur suddenly leapt from the bookshelf, landing atop the head of the formally dressed, stern-faced man.
The combination of the stern-faced man and the soft, adorable little white kitty created a stark contrast that was amusing.
Fang Yuhuan’s expression imdiately softened; he said sowhat helplessly, "Xueli, how many tis have I told you, don’t randomly jump around? What if you fall?"
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