"Oh? How is it different?"
"I heard that people who own dogs might only want one, but cat owners are different. They tend to get one and then want another. Since Xiaoxi likes cats and I don't have much to give him, I'll give him a cat."
Of course, if he fancies this purebred, noble Persian cat and loses interest in that orange tabby, that would be even better, hehe. Then he could take it in and raise it himself.
In his eyes, that cat was a bit ugly, but it made up for it by being clever and spirited. Last time, it even helped his cousin scratch that pesky little troublemaker. If after a while his cousin decides not to keep the cat anymore, he wouldn't mind taking it in.
Thinking of this, Duan Xin couldn't help but chuckle, his somewhat silly grin causing Duan Qirui beside him to find it especially annoying.
Up front, Duan Qianyang didn't say anything; he just shook his head helplessly, though he was happy that his brothers got along well.
