Little Seventh unleashed his lifelong skills, and with speed that rivaled a deity of driving, he finally managed to deliver Young Madam safely to the doorstep. Qin Miaomiao stood at the doorway, hesitating slightly.
Just as Little Seventh turned to leave, he was grabbed by Qin Miaomiao:
"Little Seventh, come inside with me."
With Little Seventh around, Lu Qing would at least show her some face and wouldn't resort to certain punishments—like slapping her palms or smacking her butt, for instance.
Little Seventh firmly refused: "Young Madam, one must face the consequences of one's actions alone. Lu Qing's anger is something only you can endure."
"You're my bodyguard! Come in with me; you can protect me while you're at it."
Little Seventh immediately shook his head: "No, if I really go in with you, the one needing protection will be me. Young Madam, take care."
You're no longer the adorable little kitten I once knew!
"Little Seventh, I'm definitely deducting your pay!"
