Chapter 83: Do We Have Neighbours? Yi Ling took something from behind and put it in front of Little Bean.

“Stupid cat, look, what is this, do you recognize it?”

“Meow!” Little Bean mewled, licking her paw as if thinking, what a fool! How could I know, I was born less than a month ago! Could you recognize that thing when you were just a month old?

Yan Huan took the knife and prepared to cut the vegetables, but before she began she heard Little Bean mewing horribly as if she was going to be killed.

She shook her head and continued to chop the vegetables. She was pretty sure Yi Ling wouldn’t actually kill Little Bean...

Of course Yi Ling wasn’t actually trying to kill the cat. She had instead tied her up with transparent tape and taped her mouth shut. Little Bean couldn’t scratch and bite her anymore...

“Let see how you scratch me again.”

She smiled wickedly, and took nail clippers out from behind her back.

Yes, nail clippers.

Yan Huan came out and saw Yi Ling proudly putting her legs on top of the tea table in front of her. She was changing the TV channel from time to time while Little Bean was licking her paws pitifully.

“What have you done?” Yan Huan put the bowl on the table, she knew Yi Ling wouldn’t let Little Bean off so easy.

“Nothing.” Yi Ling shrugged her shoulders and raised her hands innocently. “I did nothing, really, I’m just waiting for dinner.”

Yan Huan could not tell what was wrong, but still brought the dishes from the kitchen and a fish for Little Bean.

Little Bean opened her pitiable eyes wide, meowing her grievances as pathetic as she could.

“What’s wrong?” Yan Huan held Little Bean in her arms and pinched her little ear. When Little Bean reached her tiny paw out to bat at her master’s clothes, Yan Huan immediately knew. She examined Little Bean’s paw more carefully and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Yiyi, why did you cut her claws off?” she touched her claws, which were sharp before but had now been cut off. She is a cat, how can she live without sharp claws?

“She scratched me.” Yi Ling didn’t feel like she had done anything wrong. She was just lowering the risk and taking precautions of getting scratched by Little Bean. What if Little Bean scratched Yan Huan’s face? She made a living being beautiful on camera, what would they do then?!

Yan Huan gently stroked Little Bean’s head. Then she sat down at the table and took up the chopsticks, eating absentmindedly.

“Yiyi,” she said as she put her chopsticks down and looked up at her roommate. “Do you know how many families are living in this building? We’ve been here so long, and we don’t have any neighbours, do we?” She asked casually, but she was worried. If the man really lived here, then they might run into each other regularly. She didn’t want to have any relationship with the Lu family in this life. She hated Lu Qin, but as for Lu Yi, she felt guilty.

Donating blood to him was just paying back his kindness.