Back at the courtyard house, Ling Jue was sitting on the rocking chair while her grandmother was still sleeping. She was holding the cat in her arms.
"What should I name you?" Ling Jue stroked the cat and looked at its tiny eyes.
This kitten was really cute.
"Little Dumpling?"
"Little Wonton?"
"..."
"Let's call it Little Wonton." Ling Jue patted its head. Its owner, Feng Yulin, loved sending wontons.
Since it was also sent by him, then let's call it Little Wonton.
"No!" Tang Yuan immediately jumped out to refute and squatted on Little Wonton's head. "We can't call it Little Wonton!"
What the hell!
If it was called Little Wonton, then it would be on the same level as Tang Yuan!
It refused to accept it!
Tang Yuan crossed its little paws in front of its chest and said angrily, "No matter what, we can't call it Little Wonton. Lord Jue, do you want Little Wonton or Little Tang Yuan?!"
Ling Jue raised an eyebrow. "It's called Wonton. It has nothing to do with you."
"But my name is Tang Yuan, and its name is Wonton. We are on the same level, and it's just a cat that can't speak. How can it be on the same level as the almighty Tang Yuan? Tang Yuan won't accept it!" A certain ball continued to be arrogant.
It was the only one, and there could not be a cat that was similar to it.
The cat looked so obedient. If Lord Jue really liked it, she would definitely ignore Tang Yuan.
No!
It had to regain its position. Tang Yuan was irreplaceable!
"Aren't you overthinking it?" Ling Jue pinched its face when she saw how angry it was. "You're a bug, it's a cat."
"I don't care! It can't be called Wonton. You can call it Cabbage. Look, it's white, a little black, and a little gray... That's not right, let's call it Little White Black Gray."
"..."
Ling Jue's mouth twitched. Could Tang Yuan not be so silly? Calling it by whatever color? If there were many colors, wouldn't it be called Red Orange Yellow Green Cyan Blue Purple?
"Anyway, it can't be called Wonton!" Tang Yuan felt Lord Jue's disdain, and its tone softened. "I'm Lord Jue's little baby..."
It threw itself into Ling Jue's arms and pouted coquettishly. "Lord Jue, let's not raise a cat. You can just raise Tang Yuan, alright..."
It no longer liked cats. In the past, Lord Jue only had eyes for it. Now, she was still hugging the cat and stroking its head. This was originally the treatment that belonged to Lord Tang Yuan!
Tang Yuan bared its sharp teeth at the cat. "You will be Lord Tang Yuan's subordinate from now on! Go catch a rat now. Don't stay in Lord Jue's arms! This is Lord Tang Yuan's!"
The cat was speechless.
"Lord Jue, it's bullying me." Tang Yuan could not communicate with animals because it was a bug. The two of them were of a different species, so it continued to grumble, "It's bullying me because it's a few times bigger than me. Look, its claws are on your chest... It's molesting you."
The cat was speechless.
Ling Jue: "..."
"Lord Jue, let's call it Little Rock." Rocks were not valuable. Hahahaha, Lord Tang Yuan was the smart one.
Ling Jue suddenly said, "Alright, if you don't want it to be called Wonton, let's call it Qiuqiu."
"Alright, let's call it Dust Ball." Dust balls were the ugliest. It was a dark ball, and not as cool as Tang Yuan. Hahaha!
"..." Ling Jue could not help but laugh. Tang Yuan was so jealous. Hahaha, it was even jealous of a cat.