You stood before your husband, as he looked at you with curiosity.

Why? Because you had a cute, yet unknown little cat in your arms as you continuously begged Jing Yuan to keep it, promising you'd take good care of it and whatnot.

It was visibly a stray, which you'd found in an alley.

Jing Yuan deliberately kept quiet to see you beg a bit more, a sly grin resting on his face.

"Heh, alright. We can keep it." He finally spoke up, failing to suppress an amused chuckle.