Madame Lei lifted the cat by the armpits to eye level.
"Meow…" The cat was still not feeling well. Her small belly was round and distended.
"Your fish," Madame Lei said, pointing to Little Bean's belly, "is in there. Do you want to wait for her to poop it out?"
Ye Shuyun turned and glowered at Madame Lei.
Madame Lei laughed. "Let's go, Little Bean. I think you better stay with me for the next few days, for your own safety. You won't be able to eat my fish—my fish tank is fully enclosed."
"Meow…"
The cat meowed weakly in agreement. She shrank into herself and tried to make herself appear smaller—evidently she knew she had done something wrong.
Madame Lei happily walked off with the cat cradled in her arms, leaving Ye Shuyun to her growing despair.
There were only two words echoing in Ye Shuyun's mind: My fish…
