Yan Han still took small steps as she walked, after all, having just regained her sight, she subconsciously moved forward tentatively, just as she used to when she couldn't see.
Without going far, she stopped and turned her head to cast a pitiful glance at Lin Shuang.
With that glance, she happened to see little maid Tong Yao burying herself in Lin Shuang's embrace.
Yan Han felt a mix of sadness and anger, with an overwhelming urge to take off her slipper and throw it at Lin Shuang's head.
She pouted and, nevertheless, turned back to continue inward on her own.
Like a little kitty patrolling its territory, Yan Han walked around the room with her hands behind her back.
The real kitty, Huahua, seemed uncomfortable in the new environment and behaved very docilely, not daring to move much.
Su Wan and Tong Ge helped to set up the bed for this little tricolor cat.
