Transformed into a human form and lying on the ground, the little fox flashed a toothy grin at Miss Liu, her teeth bared as she dragged the woman out from under the bed.
She pointed at the young master Huo on the bed and said to Miss Liu, with her mouth gagged, with a domineering yet childish tone, "He is mine; I won't let you take him. Leave, or I will hide you away forever."
The little fox had been very angry earlier; she ran out of the house upon seeing the wedding procession return, and plunged into the eight-bearer bridal sedan, transforming into human form upon laying eyes on Miss Liu.
The four years of nurturing had deeply imprinted the ownership she felt for young master Huo in her bones and blood; he occupied an important place in the recesses of her heart.
In the little fox's mind, the serene and comfortable life that belonged to her did not allow anyone else to share.
