No Need to Envy, Everyone Will Have His Share

REASONABLE!

The word fell on Pei Zhen's ears like a roar of thunder. He felt as though he were suffering a heart attack and almost passed out.

"Let me go, you scum!" Once again a pair of hands reached out and lifted him. Pei Zhen hated himself for being a cat. No matter how much he struggled, he was unable to escape from Fu Sichen's grip.

Arghhhh!

Angry.

Seriously angry.

Completely misunderstanding Pei Zhen's fury, Fu Sichen assumed that he was just jealous. With a smile and twinkle in his eyes, he laughed. "I kissed your daddy, are you envious?"

"Envious my foot," thought Pei Zhen.

"No need to be envious; everyone has a share."

After saying that, Fu Sichen walked up to the cat. At the prospect of being subject to the terrifying ravage again, Pei Zhen froze.

It was worse than before.