Although this little creature had previously taken a bullet for the young master, the young master had adopted it in return and had been providing for it well.
But the commotion it caused tonight was evidently more serious than the young master being shot himself.
After this ruckus, the young master's situation in the Jun Family would undoubtedly become even more difficult.
"Meow!" Wen Xiao'ai turned her head and called out emotionally to Qing Yi, who was driving ahead.
Forget it, ignorance is not a crime, I won't hold it against you.
After all, intelligence and understanding aren't something everyone possesses.
"That cup of wine, was problematic."
Jun Moyan stroked Wen Xiao'ai's little head and said this, his eyes devoid of their usual indifference and coldness.
"Problematic?" Qing Yi blinked, as if he understood, "Is it the eldest Master Jun?"
"Perhaps even more than that."
"Meow! Meow! Meow!"
