After Qiao Mai glared at him, Yuan Jiaqi quickly changed his words.
"As long as they like it, we'll keep them. I don't care. I was only joking."
"Hmph!"
Interrupted by him, Qiao Mai didn't continue sleeping. Considering it was the first day of the lunar year, she didn't want to be lazy in bed. Yuan Jiaqi followed her as they both got out of bed.
In their backyard, it was only the two of them with no need for servants.
They had finished their morning routines, and the couple visited Old Mistress Wang with the kittens.
When they met, they paid their respects to Old Mistress Wang and offered New Year's greetings.
True to form, the old lady fell in love with the cute kittens, holding them affectionately.
"Did you get these for me?"
"Yes, these are a New Year's gift for you. Do you like them?"
"I love them. I've never seen cats like these before."
