Young Master vs Huangfu Qingjue

Lord Young Master was enjoying Ling Chuxi's petting when she suddenly stood up. He was caught off guard, and tumbled onto the ground with an alarmed squeak. 'Ling Chuxi, you witch, what are you doing?!' Lord Young Master was very angry and waved his little paws in outrage. However, when he saw Ling Chuxi's expression, he froze.

Why did Ling Chuxi look so excited?

Zhen Ye turned his head and saw a snow-white fox standing by the gate of the courtyard. The little fox just stood there quietly, looking at Ling Chuxi. It had sparkling black eyes, white shiny fur, and big fluffy ears—anyone who looked at it would surely love it.

"Little… Little White, is that really you?" Ling Chuxi's voice quavered. How long had it been since Little White had left? Huangfu Qingjue had once said that Little White would come back, and she had firmly believed that. Indeed, after such a long time, Little White had suddenly appeared again today. Ling Chuxi was both surprised and doubtful.