"You better make an effort then. If you can win over Xiaoguai, you'll never have to worry again. You might even become the 'son-in-law' of Young Master Jun. Your status will be higher than mine, and you'll be soaring like a phoenix. Don't forget me then."
"Meow!" Feng Liyan couldn't take it anymore and raised a paw to tug at the small bow-tie around his neck.
It was askew but wouldn't come off.
So he used both paws, yanking at it like it was something he had a deep-seated grudge against.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't pull, don't pull." Bai Yi reached out to try to stop him, but got swatted hard by Feng Liyan.
"Oh no, what are you doing?"
Feng Liyan's swat was quite strong, and it actually hurt.
Bai Yi jerked his hand back reflexively and rubbed his sore hand.
Seeing Bai Yi's hand was reddened from the hit, Feng Liyan immediately regretted it, his gray eyes fixed on Bai Yi's hand with an awkward expression.
