"With you around, her position will be more secure. Although she’s now all about making movies, she’ll eventually tire out, and when that ti cos, she’ll be ready to take over."
When Qin Miaomiao was ntioned, Ou Beichen’s expression seed less rigid, even softening slightly.
"I understand."
"Where’s Xiao Bai?"
"Soaking in the sea. It’s never gotten used to being here and always loves to wander off."
"It should soak well; hasn’t all its hostility been washed away yet?"
"Sister said she’ll be here soon. I think I’d better fish it out; after all, Sister really dotes on it."
Mr. Jiu snorted lightly, "It’s just an animal, only good for acting cute. It’s smart, though—when Liyuan was bombed, it managed to hide."
"I looked up its species—it’s one of the most noble breeds among lions, with intelligence comparable to a four- or five-year-old child."
Mr. Jiu frowned dismissively. No matter how intelligent, it’s still just an animal, too full of hostility. But—well, Little Jin’er likes it, so what can one do?
"What about Ouyang Yan’s whereabouts? Have you found anything?"
"Most of their forces have been dismantled, but we still haven’t located him."
"A crafty rabbit has three dens. No rush—keep investigating. He can’t hide forever."
Just then, the sound of a car ca from outside. Ou Beichen waved his hand, and the others quickly retreated in various directions; even the bloodstains inside were cleaned up at the fastest speed.
Everything returned to normal.
And Qin Miaomiao’s voice appeared at the doorway, accompanied by a tiger.
"Ninth Uncle."
Mr. Jiu’s gaze landed on the white tiger. Oh? Her new pet?
Who gifted it? Could it be Lu Qing?
Shaless—using a cute animal to win favor! He already has a white lion, so he went ahead and got her a white tiger?
"Xiao Chen is here too? I haven’t seen you for so many days, and you haven’t co ho either. Sister misses you! Co here, let hug you."
Ou Beichen stiffened, wanting to explain but forcefully restraining himself. She opened her arms and walked toward him, embracing him.
His previously cold and hard expression softened slightly, especially with her scent—it was intoxicating. This warmth was sothing he longed for. Since his brother’s death, she had beco his only family.
Mr. Jiu snorted. Qin Miaomiao imdiately realized and let go of Xiao Chen, then threw herself toward Ninth Uncle, grabbing his arm:
"Ninth Uncle, I’ve missed you so much. Did you miss ?"
"No."
Qin Miaomiao: ...
"Is your injury healed?"
"Yes, there’s only a faint scar left at the wound. Other than not being able to wear cropped tops while swimming, it’s basically fine."
"That’s good."
Qin Miaomiao looked around and then asked, "Where’s Xiao Bai? I purposely brought Little Xiaobai for it to play with."
"It was disobedient, soaking in the sea. It’s been fished out now—soone’s blow-drying its fur and will bring it over shortly."
Uh... the mighty Lion King was thrown into the sea!
What an embarrassnt!
When Xiao Bai entered, its fur was excessively fluffy, all standing on end, and its legs were trembling slightly. It was all because of its overindulgence—it nearly pounced on a beach tourist. It didn’t even intend to eat them, yet had to face such severe punishnt. This was utterly excessive! Hmph!
A serious protest—it’s far too disrespectful to the Lion King’s dignity! How is it supposed to maintain its reputation in the future?
It strutted in arrogantly, and Little Xiaobai was imdiately captivated by its allure. Wow! So big! Could this be its mama?
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