Tang Chuxia would definitely still be defending Madam Tang, something even Father Tang wouldn't doubt.
Although Father Tang was quite upset, he could only let Tang Chuxia off the hook, especially since Madam Tang's expression looked less than pleased and she seemed about ready to deal with him.
Tang Chuxia couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.
The Persian cat in her arms seemed to understand human nature quite well too, constantly meowing around Tang Chuxia.
Father Tang got even more annoyed whenever he saw the cat, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Tang Chuxia didn't want to stay in such a weird atmosphere any longer, so she gestured to licorice to leave with her—they still planned to make a comfortable nest for the Persian cat.
Besides, there were many toys for the cat that needed to be prepared.
Suddenly, Tang Chuxia felt that she might have a lot of things to do, and she had no time to pay attention to anything else.
