Jiao Ma had been feeling down these past few days. Her two children didn't require much attention; they went to school from Monday to Friday and rested at home during the weekends; Jiao Yuan might be a bit naughty occasionally, but that was manageable. What truly kept Jiao Ma anxious these days was the family's cat.
It just couldn't be kept inside!
Every evening, Jiao Ma was on tenterhooks, fearing their cat might become the third to suffer severe bite wounds. She couldn't even concentrate on the TV. After nine o'clock, she would check the living room clock every few minutes until Zheng Tan returned.
