225 Li Yu

Since they had already apologised, Gao Peng decided not to hold it against them.

After taking Goldie's coat back from Chai Guangming, he patted the duck's head.

"Let's go. I'll put this on for you."

"Quack." Goldie looked at Gao Peng with its head tilted to one side, then lifted its wings up, letting Gao Peng slide its coat back on. Gao Peng stood up and brushed a bit of dirt off of it.

"You know, no one will ever marry a duck who can't even dress itself," said Gao Peng.

"Nonsense!" Goldie retorted. "I have a two-storey duck shed near a lake. Every day, I get to eat all kinds of fish and drink the tastiest mountain spring water. I'm the richest duck in the city! I'm even richer than the ducks I see on your television programs," said Goldie haughtily.

"Where did you even get these ideas?" said Gao Peng, rapping his knuckles on Goldie's head.