Seeing that the woman was in a foul mood, Fang Ping flicked his tail.
Perfect!
Keep that mood going.
And with that, his mood improved.
In the Live Streaming Room, the viewers also noticed the woman.
...
"Hahaha, it's her again! I don't know why, but I feel so satisfied."
"Same here! Her expression is killing me."
"Is she… scared of Lord now?"
"Will Lord make her step on something again?"
"I'm new here—what did Lord do to that woman?"
"Go watch the previous clips, and you'll understand—Lord is not someone to mess with."
...
The woman's mood instantly turned sour upon seeing Fang Ping.
But she still hadn't learned her lesson.
She didn't believe she could possibly fear a cat.
No way would she fear a cat.
She thought last time was just a coincidence.
How was she supposed to know such a giant pile of… was right there?
Now seeing this same cat on the same bus made her uncomfortable.
She didn't like cats—especially this cat.
To her, the world would be a better place without cats.
Last time, since Fang Ping was just a lone cat, she couldn't really do anything about it.
It's not like you could hold a cat accountable.
Now seeing Fang Ping sitting on Zhou Chenchen's beautiful long legs, and seeing the pretty girl herself, she felt a twinge of jealousy.
This girl was just… way prettier than her.
All women love beauty, but beside this girl, she felt like she couldn't even compare.
She judged that the pretty girl must be the cat's Mistress—
otherwise the cat wouldn't be sitting so obediently on her lap.
And the way the girl looked at the cat was different from others—gentler, more affectionate.
If that's your cat, then…
She walked over.
"This cat yours?"
The woman stood in front of Zhou Chenchen and asked bluntly.
"Yes, he is. Is there a problem?"
Zhou Chenchen looked up at her. She didn't recognize this woman.
But something seemed off about her expression.
"You probably don't know…"
"This cat of yours caused me serious trouble last time."
"You owe me a new pair of shoes."
The woman believed she had finally found the owner.
She couldn't go after the cat—
but surely she could go after the owner?
She didn't care whether the cat was actually responsible.
It was there, so Zhou Chenchen had to pay.
Ever since that incident, she hadn't worn those shoes again.
They stank—there was no way she'd put them back on.
Those shoes had cost her 700 to 800 yuan—a decent sum.
Zhou Chenchen looked at the woman in confusion. She didn't understand what she meant.
She glanced down at Fang Ping.
What kind of trouble had Lord gotten into?
Why was she being asked to pay for shoes?
She didn't respond right away, because she didn't know the full story.
But in her experience, Lord wouldn't cause trouble for no reason.
If there was a problem, it was probably this woman's.
Fang Ping tugged on his ear.
He narrowed his eyes.
So you really haven't learned your lesson?
Do you really think I can't deal with you?
The woman saw Zhou Chenchen's silence and grew more aggressive.
She assumed Zhou Chenchen was too scared to speak up for the cat.
She raised her voice.
"You weren't on the bus that day. The moment this cat got on, he caused a scene.
All the passengers hated him."
"I even defended him, but the cat turned everyone against him—and then got back at me."
"I was walking behind him when he pooped right in front of me. I stepped in it."
"So tell me—shouldn't you, as the owner, pay for my shoes?"
"I was being nice and this is how it ends?"
The woman started spouting complete nonsense.
After all, the cat couldn't talk.
So she could say whatever she wanted.
Zhou Chenchen started to doubt her story.
She knew Lord well—he wouldn't do something so petty and vengeful.
"Ma'am, do you have any proof of what you're saying?"
Zhou Chenchen bravely stood up for her Lord.
She wasn't going to take the woman's word for it.
"What are you implying?"
"You think I'm lying?"
"You think I'd make something like this up?"
"You should be disciplining your cat, not accusing me!"
The woman glared coldly at Zhou Chenchen, her face tense.
"Miss?"
"Did your cat really do this?"
"If so, you should pay for her shoes."
Some nearby passengers, unaware of the full story, sided with the woman.
Seeing the crowd respond that way, the woman grew even more smug.
She finally felt like she was getting even with that cat—
and blowing off some steam.
If the cat owner was going to pay, she decided she'd demand more—
Five thousand yuan should do.
With that money, she could buy even nicer shoes.
"You're lying."
"What you said isn't true—this cat is very well-behaved."
"I was on the bus that day too.
You tried to kick him off, and the rest of us defended him.
You're twisting the story!"
Someone finally spoke up.
A male passenger who had also been on the bus that day stepped forward.
He recognized the woman.
And he recognized Fang Ping.
He remembered the whole thing because the cat was unusually intelligent—
even knew how to swipe his own card.
In the Live Streaming Room, viewers were fuming.
...
"This is the most annoying woman I've ever seen. No contest."
"She's completely making stuff up—blaming Lord for her mess."
"She knows Lord can't speak, so she just lies through her teeth."
"If I were Lord, I'd have clawed her already."
"Anyone know this woman's address? I'm sending her razor blades."
"Me too. Blades on the way."
"Same here!"
"Same +1!"
...
The woman didn't expect someone to stand up for Fang Ping.
"You're calling me a liar?"
"Well, I have proof."
"I still have the shoes at home—the ones I stepped in poop with.
If I bring them here, will you pay?"
She turned aggressively toward the male passenger.
The man wasn't entirely sure about the details—
so he stayed quiet.
He wasn't about to shell out money for a cat.
The woman looked around smugly.
See?
No one else is talking now.
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