"Xiaolan, you're back?"
Seeing the little fox and Sister Lin coming out of the bathroom together, Ah Qing raised her hand to greet them.
"Hmm? Is there something going on?"
Ansheng took a seat at the table, glanced around the restaurant layout, and curiously looked towards Ah Qing.
Ah Qing's expression was excited, with a hint of sneaky mischief, evidently wanting to share some secrets.
"Actually, I just feel... your dad's leaving home back then was quite understandable."
Ah Qing slightly shifted her posture, hugged the little fox on the table, and discreetly pointed towards the adjacent restaurant in the compound.
By the rosewood connected treasure shelf arches, a red fox stood trembling on shaky legs with a long face, while a plump and fluffy red fox gleefully sat on its back, wagging its tail.
The red fox on top occasionally leaned down to nudge the red fox below, only to receive a series of grumpy whimpers filled with resentment.
