Huang Qingtian arrived at the hall just in time to witness this scene.
Ming Xiu and Mu Keren were sitting together, casually chatting.
"Cat slave?" Ming Xiu's demeanor seemed less severe than usual. He looked relaxed in a way Huang Qingtian had never seen before.
"Ahem… It means a cat owner. Vice President Ming…" The little one cradled a brown lump in her arms. Round and plump, Huang Qingtian couldn't quite make out what it was at the moment.
And the little White Fox that hopped onto the sofa was still pulling at Mu Keren's sleeve with its mouth.
But at this time, Mu Keren's attention seemed to be entirely captivated by Ming Xiu and that round, plump lump. She did not feel the White Fox tugging at her sleeve, nor did she notice Huang Qingtian approaching her swiftly.
"Stop calling me Vice President Ming, just Ming Xiu is fine!" Ming Xiu continued to make small talk with her.
