Wang Youquan suddenly felt like Fu Sichen had gone crazy.
He didn't understand why Fu Sichen wanted to donate the brand-new pet suit.
"Pei Pei is mine, so how can he wear the pet clothes that another man bought for him?" Fu Sichen said this as if it was obvious. He even stripped the Persian cat of the pet suit he was wearing to forcefully dress him in the one that he had sewn himself.
Pei Zhen was too exhausted to protest.
If he could beat up Fu Sichen, then he'd make sure that Fu Sichen regretted ever being born!
"Why do you keep struggling?" The Persian cat was wriggling nonstop in Fu Sichen's arms. Fu Sichen's expression turned icy because he thought that the cat was too attached to the old pet suit. "You like being a Little Fairy Girl that much? Fine. Then from now on, you have to wear it every day."
Pei Zhen was infuriated.
He didn't!
