As soon as the phone was picked up, Fatty Mao Er's voice, full of anger, came through.
"Oh, you horrible master! You actually didn't come home all night! You left this cat alone in an empty house, do you feel good about that?! Tell me! Where did you go gallivanting? Did you go fraternizing with some stray cat?!"
An Yiqing, who was sleeping groggily, was instantly awakened by Fatty Mao Er's increasingly loud yelling. Listening to Fatty Mao Er's furious questioning, she found it both amusing and awkward.
"Wait, Fatty Mao Er, Comrade Er Fei! Did you call to catch me in the act?" An Yiqing teased with a raised eyebrow.
