The crisp laughter, like wind chimes, instantly lifted the gloomy atmosphere.

But soon, the cat quietly disappeared, becoming very still.

"What are you standing there for? Get her down." Mu Jin glanced up at her, standing straight as if she didn't want to touch the person in her arms.

"Heh..." Ye Mingshi stepped forward to help, but found himself at a loss, so he simply stepped aside and said, "Why don't you carry her over? Isn't that easier?"

Everyone was watching.

Mu Jin frowned deeply, scooped the cat up by her knees, and carried her to the sofa.

However, as he bent down to put her down, the cat clung tightly to his neck, as if she were an extension of him!

"Ahem, Jin Er, be gentle. Sit down and keep this child company," said Old Madam Mu.

Mu Jin sat down with an air of nonchalance, radiating an aura of displeasure that everyone else could see. Only Maomao, however, merely rubbed against Mu Jin's neck, tilted her head, and remained still.

"Grandma, do you mean I have to sleep with you?" A hoarse voice came from Mu Jin's mouth.

"You brat, what are you saying!" Old Madam Mu said sternly.

"Isn't this what you meant when you called me back? You've already clung to me like this." Mu Jin said, pretending to pick up the cat again. "Then stop making a fuss. Aren't you tired of pretending to be sick? Everyone should go back. I'll gladly accept the woman you helped me choose."

Madam Mu quickly pressed Mu Jin back to his original position, saying, "Stop fooling around! What nonsense are you spouting, boy?"

Madam Mu was genuinely afraid that Mu Jin might do something to Maomao. She turned to Dr. Ye and asked, "Dr. Ye, what's wrong with Maomao again?"