Little White squatted on the table at Ling Chuxi's right, and Duan Xiaomo sat at her left. As for Little Red, it was now squeezed next to Duan Xiaomo. It was furious but could only glare at Little White as it sullenly ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice. Little White glanced at Little Red disdainfully, then totally ignored it as it elegantly ate the food that Ling Chuxi prepared for it. Su Xiu'er wanted to pet the cute little fox, but Little White refused to let her touch it.
"Tsk tsk, Xiu'er… It's not that I want to comment about you, but you are just so fierce that even this little fox is not willing to let you touch it! That's why I said you need to change; as a lady, you should be gentle, not—Ouch, that hurts! Don't use your hand! Wait, no, that doesn't mean you kick me instead! Stop chasing me! If you're a gentle lady, you wouldn't be chasing me!" Jiang Wuhen's wails rang out once again, and his voice became more distant as he was chased and beaten by Su Xiu'er.
