Li Xianyun finished going through the accounts and had just put away the silver note when Yelu Yan pushed open the door and walked into the inner chamber.
He went straight to the Warm Pavilion, smiling as he looked at his own woman, and as he diverted his gaze, he saw Xiaobai the cat lying on the desk where Li Xianyun was, curled up and fast asleep.
Seeing him head straight for the cat, Li Xianyun quickly got up and grabbed his arm, "Hey, what are you competing with Snowball for? It's so small."
"You are my wife, and it always competes with me for affection."
Li Xianyun let out a light laugh, for Yelu Yan always knew how to bring joy to her heart.
The little cat opened its eyes upon hearing Yelu Yan's voice, stood up, and walked to Li Xianyun's side, meowing to express its discontent.
Li Xianyun, who had always been weak for adorable things, bent down to hug the cat, speaking softly in a tender voice, "Snowball, don't be afraid, sister will protect you."
