Pudding was picked up by its owner, tears flickering in its eyes. The cat pathetically shrank into its owner's arms, but still looked at Xia Xibei.
The poor thing just wanted to get close to Xia Xibei but was instead beaten up by Honey.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Pudding's owner was a woman in her forties. She loved Pudding like a child. If Pudding was hurt, her heart would break.
If she hadn't watched the whole thing and knew that it wasn't Honey's fault, she would have been cursing.
Bai Meixue, who had just come out of the inner area, didn't know this.
Bai Meixue was talking to an acquaintance for a while, and after saying goodbye, she had come outside.
As soon as she came outside, she heard that there was a fight. When she came up and saw the pitifully injured Pudding, she immediately became annoyed. When she heard others say it was because of Honey, she became angry.
"Xia Xibei, you're out of line!"
