An Yuen was still there angrily talking when An Weiwei suddenly raised her head.
She looked at An Yuen with a calm smile: "Aunt, don't be angry anymore, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt much."
An Yuen immediately shut her mouth and hurriedly looked at An Weiwei, "Are you really okay?"
An Weiwei nodded vigorously, "Really. Also, don't blame Xueli, she's so cute, maybe she's a bit timid and I scared her."
That pretty little thing named Xueli, she had heard it from Fang Yuhuan's mouth.
Xueli, the name did suit her appearance.
Listening to her niece, An Yuen remembered her silly, sweet little niece always liked these little cats and dogs.
They say she couldn't resist taking stray cats and dogs home when she saw them, but no one knows why no animal was ever seen at her family's villa.
Since An Weiwei isn't blaming her, she mostly lets it go in her heart.
But she still put on a troubled face, "But mom and dad will see your wound and ask, and by then that little cat..."
