My Heart Is Dripping Blood

Wen Nuan walked over to the pond and looked inside. Other than the one outside, there were two more that were flipped over. They were obviously dead. Moreover, two other ones were lying on the ground with their mouths opening and closing. They didn't look like they could make it anymore and would probably be gone by nightfall.

She said, "Ling'er, do you know that you need a lot of skill to raise these fish? They will live well if they're not placed outside of water. My heart is bleeding seeing this."

Jiang Ling'er said awkwardly, "Nuannuan, don't be angry. Little Leopard is used to doing things, and he can be stubborn at times. However, don't worry. I'll teach him a good lesson when we get home."

Wen Nuan looked at Jiang Ling'er with disdain. Only a ghost would believe her words!

At this time, Little Leopard walked to Jiang Ling'er's side but did not jump into her arms. He just meowed and rubbed against her leg.