Little Faye rested for a while, but it was still staggering in the cage. It turned its head around and suddenly stopped in Rong Feiyu's direction.
Rong Feiyu was so frightened that she could not even swallow her saliva.
Old Mr. Ye looked at Rong Feiyu unhappily and said, "Keep your saliva down. Don't disturb Little Faye."
"I-I'm sorry." Rong Feiyu apologized. She was so scared that she almost collapsed after Old Mr. Ye spoke.
"Little Faye, who fed you fatty meat?" Rong Qi asked. She already knew the answer in her heart, so she asked again.
Little Faye blinked its round eyes and said, "It's the retard's..."
"It's the retard's..."
Rong Qi's mouth was wide open, and she was so shocked that she stomped her feet. She said, "Stinky bird, speak clearly. Other than during lunch, when did I feed you fatty meat?"
Rong Qi wished she could reach in and grab the stinky bird and swing it around twice.
