Wan'er! Take a look quickly, this woman's eyes are greedy, something seems wrong.
Silly woman, you're driving me to my doom! How could you believe someone so easily? I've never seen this woman before; she couldn't possibly be my master! Oh dear, what's wrong with me? Why do I feel increasingly weak? Did I eat too much…?
The kitten sighed softly, shook its little head, and tried to turn around to look at Wan'er, a hint of panic in its eyes. "Wan'er, take me back quickly!"
"Hello! I'm Ye Wan'er." Unfortunately, Wan'er couldn't hear the little prince's inner cry for help. Instead, she stepped closer to him. "Excuse me, are you the one who lost Blue Cat?"
"Hello, I'm Lin Fang. Yes, it's me who lost it," the woman said, her face a little cold. She nodded and extended her hand to Wan'er, but then turned to look at the kitten in Wan'er's arms. "Wow, my blue cat is really here! That's great!"
What does "your blue cat" mean?
Lin Fang excitedly reached out her hand, about to touch the blue cat.
"Meow!" The little prince suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head, and angrily raised his front paw to grab at the outstretched arm...
"Ah!" Lin Fang screamed and withdrew her hand. A thin claw mark, several centimeters long, was clearly visible on her forearm.
After exerting all his strength, he felt a strange current surge through his body, instantly causing him to feel hot all over and dizzy. The little prince fell towards Wan'er's chest...
"Little Prince, what are you doing? He's your master!" Wan'er was startled and took two steps back, patting the little prince's face as she did so.
Wan'er, are you stupid? Just because someone says so doesn't mean it is! You're too easily fooled. The little prince felt weak all over, his perked-up ears drooped, and he closed his eyes in despair.
"You stinky cat! How dare you bite me! You'll be sorry when we get back!" Lin Fang thought to herself, "And Su Mei, didn't she say she'd find a way to make this stray cat give up? How come she's still so fierce?" Lin Fang's lips curled slightly, but her eyes were unusually cold.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Niannian was just playing around with me. This little injury is nothing. He used to scratch me a lot when we were at home." Seeing Wan'er turn to look at her, a cold glint flashed in Lin Fang's eyes. She waved her hands at Wan'er repeatedly and then pointed to the little prince's head. "His name is Niannian. When he was just one year old, he was being held and fell from a high place. He hurt his head and probably doesn't remember me."
What? They said I lost my memory because I fell and hurt myself... In his hazy state, the little prince only heard this sentence, and then he knew nothing more.
"So his name is Niannian. No wonder he didn't recognize you. There's such a story behind it all." Wan'er sighed, looking at the little prince with affection, and stroked his little head. "Little prince, it seems we really have to part ways."
"Give him to me." Seeing the little prince with his eyes closed and motionless, Lin Fang guessed what was going on, and reached out her hand to Wan'er again...
"I... I also want to ask, what else do you have to prove that he is yours?" Wan'er turned to the side to avoid him, and asked again, since the other party had not mentioned Baoyu.
"I sent you the old photos, isn't that proof enough?" Lin Fang's eyes turned cold as she retorted.
"No, that's not what I meant," Wan'er said, slightly embarrassed. "I just wanted to confirm it again, after all, this is no small matter."
"Do you know why his name is Niannian?" Lin Fang withdrew her hand, gave Wan'er a resentful look, then suddenly lowered her head, covered her nose, and squeezed tears through her fingers...
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