She looked up, and was startled to see that Liang Chen had walked over without her noticing, and was now standing right next to her. Liang Chen's face was so close now Yan Huan could see the thick layer of makeup on her face. The makeup disguised her real age, but it also made her face look slightly unnatural.
The woman was beautiful, but she could not stop the onward march of time.
"Is this your cat?"
Liang Chen lifted Little Bean from Yan Huan's arms. Little Bean meowed once, and then obediently settled in Liang Chen's arms, too lazy to move.
"Yup, this is my cat, Little Bean," said Yan Huan as she toyed with Little Bean's tail.
Liang Chen was also a cat person. She gently caressed Little Bean's fluffy head. "Why don't you let me have Little Bean for a few days? I could use a cat to get rid of the unruly mice infesting my place right now."
