The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s

After Ruan Jiaojiao finished drinking, she signaled Xiu Xi to probe for some information.
“How did Feng Jin die?” Xiu Xi finally raised his head and spoke again.
After all, Feng Jin was a son-in-law of the Duan Family. It’s not surprising that people outside knew about his death. Duan Qianyang explained, “The details are unclear. It seems he died suddenly due to fatigue.
Actually, before this, because he had been seriously ill for many years, the last time Duan Qianyang saw Feng Jin was when Duan Sishu got married. After that, he never saw him again.
The last encounter was at the old Duan man’s birthday banquet. Previously, his impression of this brother-in-law was cultured and refined, gentle and delicate, but the last time he saw him, thinking back, he indeed looked somewhat exhausted, appearing to have aged ten years.
“What’s the matter? Why are you suddenly concerned about this?” Duan Qianyang asked curiously, aware that Xiu Xi usually didn’t care about Duan family affairs.
Xiu Xi shook his head just as the dishes arrived.
Duan Qianyang often entertained guests outside, so he was used to banquets with lavish food, and had grown tired of them. Instead, he preferred the home-cooked meal in front of him.
He picked up the communal chopsticks, first serving a portion to Xiu Xi, and then to Duan Xin, saying, “The food here is delicious. Try it and see if it suits your taste.”
This private kitchen only served regular customers and required a reservation three days in advance. Otherwise, they wouldn’t serve you. Duan Qianyang used his connections to persuade today’s customers to give up their table so he could host his son well.
It’s just a pity.
“Why didn’t Jiaojiao come? She should have liked the food here.” Thinking of Ruan Jiaojiao, Duan Qianyang couldn’t help but tease his son, “You didn’t bring her this time. Do you think Dad bullied the little girl last time?”
Xiu Xi was busy soothing Ruan Jiaojiao’s greedy little mouth, which was making smacking sounds. Upon hearing this, he shot him a cold glance, not bothering to engage in such a conversation.
Yet, Duan Qianyang became even more excited and laughed, “You’re upset, but I only did it for your sake. Otherwise, how would you know if the little girl cared about you or not?”
“…” Ruan Jiaojiao.
She didn’t remember the last meeting’s events, but listening to him, she felt something was off.
It’s like, in his eyes, there was some unspeakable relationship between her and Xi brother?
Ruan Jiaojiao wanted to hear more, but then all the dishes were served, and Duan Qianyang and Duan Xin both adhered to good table manners, eating quietly without speaking further.
During the meal, Duan Xin occasionally glanced at Ruan Jiaojiao on the dining table.
In their circle, apart from the girls, boys didn’t keep pets. Even if they did, they would keep large ones like hunting dogs, not these soft, cute little kittens smaller than the palm.
Moreover, he thought this tiny, plump, amber-colored kitten didn’t quite match his cold, distant cousin. What was he thinking, taking in such a little creature?
Perhaps he was thinking too deeply, Duan Xin became entranced by the kitten until Xiu Xi’s death glare snapped him back. He then saw Xiu Xi blocking his view while giving him a “do-you-want-to-die” look, as if he was looking not at a kitten but at a rare treasure.
Duan Xin quickly looked away and couldn’t help but mentally rant that indeed, there wasn’t a single normal person in the Duan Family!