Everyone worriedly asked her if it hurt, and Wu Yihan smiled and shook her head, tenderly stroking her kitten and said, "It was so scared that it scratched me. It's my fault; I should've let you pet it one by one. There are so many people; it got frightened."
Everyone thought Wu Yihan was such a kind-hearted and obedient child.
But when Li Yingjun went out to the yard for some air, he saw Wu Yihan using a sharp little trowel to knock out all of the kitten's teeth. The kitten's mouth was full of blood, its whole head was distorted, and it eventually collapsed there, barely breathing. She wasn't satisfied yet and lifted her foot, stomping on the kitten's head, crushing it into the mud. Finally, she dug a hole and buried the barely alive kitten.
Li Yingjun watched, chilled to the bone, and kept his distance from Wu Yihan from then on.
Afterwards, no matter what vicious things Wu Yihan did, Li Yingjun was no longer surprised.
