Yun Ran spent the rest of her time coaxing Sweetcake to accept this.
The little packrat's cries were really heartbreaking.
Tears welled up in her big, watery eyes. She sobbed and even called out to her father and mother in a childish voice.
She was like a little kitten that had been abandoned.
Yun Ran stood up with her in her arms and patted her back gently.
"Sweetcake, be good. Don't cry. If you cry again, you'll become a little kitten."
The packrat was also smart. She knew that it would not work on Yun Ran's side, so she waved her little arms for her father to carry her, planning to break through from Mo Beiyuan's side.
Fortunately, Yun Ran had informed Mo Beiyuan in advance not to be soft-hearted in front of the packrat.
"Sweetcake, be good. Daddy will be back soon."
Mo Beiyuan stroked the packrat's head with his big hand, feeling reluctant.
