The Precious Consort Presents a Talent to Vie for Favor

Zhao Xinghua and Ye Lingfeng's gazes simultaneously fell upon the panda cub nestled in Zhouzhou's arms, and then glanced at its obviously weak hind legs.

It was indeed the one that got lost. The little cub seemed to sense their scrutiny and looked back at them.

Confronted with two silly and cute faces, their expressions froze for a moment. Ye Lingfeng raised an eyebrow slightly.

Zhao Xinghua looked at the anticipation on Zhouzhou's face, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "No need."

The problem had been solved.

Ye Lingfeng was also somewhat surprised.

He pinched Zhouzhou's ponytail and asked curiously, "Zhouzhou, where did this come from?"

"Uncle Skinny Money rescued it. The poor little kitten." Zhouzhou rattled on, repeating the story and sounding a bit indignant.

Waving her chubby little fists, she added, "If I see them, I'll give them a good beating!"