"You! Are you doing this on purpose just to annoy me?" Mr. Sang Senior felt a headache coming on.
He clearly didn't like the girl, yet he insisted on holding onto her, which made no sense. Better to part on good terms.
"Grandpa, the fur of this rabbit seems a bit..." Fang Nianzhi, holding a rabbit, walked in and immediately sensed the strange atmosphere in the living room.
The words behind her sentence were instantly swallowed back, and her steps unconsciously lightened a lot.
"What's wrong with this rabbit?" Sang Siyang turned his head and asked her softly.
It was only when he asked that Fang Nianzhi remembered what she had initially wanted to say. She pulled apart the rabbit's leg to show them, "The fur color is a little different here, it's pink."
"It could be natural, or the shop might have applied some dye paste. I had someone bring it back, so I don't know the details," explained Mr. Sang Senior.
