The little packrat rubbed its sleepy eyes as it stood on the stairs.
From afar, he saw the family gathered around the breakfast table. 1, 2, 3, 4… Why did the numbers seem wrong?
Eh? That was… the female fox beside Daddy?!
Did she spend the night here?!
The little packrat exploded.
She staggered to Old Master Gong's side with his short legs. "Great Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandma, Daddy wants to find a female fox as my stepmother!"
However, everyone at the table seemed to be very calm.
Only Gong Qing seemed to share the same fate. He carried the little packrat over and looked at him sympathetically as he whispered, "You don't like this vixen either, do you?"
Old Master Gong coughed.
Songsong: "Hubby! Stop talking nonsense. You're taking my surname now. Can you keep a low profile?"
Gong Jue said coldly, "Is this your attitude towards my grandfather's savior? You have to admit defeat, okay?"
