Chapter 444 - 354: Wen Xiaobai
Little White blinked her sparkling eyes at Wen Ying, looking as if she was eagerly anticipating a satisfying, or even surprising, answer.
But Wen Ying wasn’t just her master and her sister at this moment. She was also Kong Jian’s Shihuhu.
This was an incredibly difficult question.
Wen Ying’s answer was, naturally, born from her inner conflict. "Of course, I like you the most, my little darling."
As she spoke, Wen Ying leaned in and gave Little White’s cheek another big, affectionate sniff.
In situations like this, there was no doubt: whoever was in front of her was her favorite.
Besides, it was impossible to resist how cute Little White was after her transformation.
’But from now on, should I give her a new name? I can’t just keep calling her Little White, can I?’
’After all, Little White will be a young lady soon. It wouldn’t be appropriate for people to call her that.’
Wen Ying’s mind had already wandered, but Little White was still lost in the joy of being her master’s favorite, unable to pull herself away.
’Just as I thought, Master likes me the most!’
’When I see that annoying little brother later, I’ll have to make him understand his place!’
’When it comes to Master, he’ll always be second place!’
Hmph!
"Little White, how about we give you a proper name?"
"’Little White? White Xiaobai? Neither seems right, does it?’ Wen Ying thought with a frown."
If this scene were being broadcast live, everyone in the chat would definitely be roasting Doctor Wen for being so bad at naming things.
But the livestream had already ended back when Little White left to begin her transformation.
You can’t just let people stare at a young girl’s body, after all.
Even if she was, in essence, a fox.
"Sister, I’m Little White. In the vision I just had, I think Mom called me Little White, too. So Little White is my name, but... I’m not White Xiaobai..."
Little White sounded a little hurt. Just a moment ago, Wen Ying had called her a real little sister.
’So why can’t I be called Wen Xiaobai?’
Little White started whimpering to herself, looking at Wen Ying with a pitiful but expectant expression.
"Okay, we won’t change the name ’Little White’. From this day forward, from this very moment, you are my little sister. To everyone. So..."
"Wen Xiaobai?" Wen Ying asked, looking at Little White tentatively.
And just like that, the pitiful look on Little White’s face vanished. The girl who had been on the verge of crying fat tears was now beaming, a wide grin spreading across her face.
’She’s so adorable!’
’I can’t resist, I want to give her another big smoosh!’
But seeing the two red patches on Little White’s tender cheeks, Wen Ying’s conscience kicked in. If she kept this up, she’d probably make the little one cry.
No one would have expected the carefree, bossy, trouble-making Little White to look like this after transforming.
’It’s truly irresistible!’
"Sister, so I’m Wen Xiaobai from now on."
"No. I *am* Wen Xiaobai, starting right now."
The undisguised joy on the girl’s face left Wen Ying stunned for a moment.
’Is she really this happy?’
’So happy just because of a last name.’
This was the first time she had ever seen Little White this happy.
’Did I overlook something?’
Wen Ying thought for a long time. After all, she’d never raised a child herself, but she had at least been around plenty of them.
Wen Ying figured she must have overlooked the psychological needs of a growing child.
’Raising a kid really isn’t easy!’
’Wen Xiaobai, Wen Xiaobai, Wen Xiaobai.’
’It actually sounds pretty good. I guess I have better taste than I thought.’
’The more I think it, the better it sounds.’
"Sister, let’s go find Kong Jian. He’ll get worried if he doesn’t see us for this long."
A sly smile played on Little White’s lips as she pulled Wen Ying’s hand.
The hem of her oversized t-shirt swayed back and forth with her carefree steps.
The walk there had taken three minutes; the return trip took only one.
"Little Bro!" Little White shouted while they were still a good distance away.
Kong Jian, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles in the dirt, froze when he heard the voice. He slowly, stiffly, raised his head toward the sound.
His face instantly turned red.
A little girl, about the same height as him, was holding Shihuhu’s hand.
’She’s... she’s... kind of cute...’
’No, she’s *really* cute.’
’She’s even cuter than me.’
Although Kong Jian didn’t actually like it when people used the word "cute" to describe him, he knew that he was, in fact, cute.
He’d never met anyone cuter than himself.
But now, looking at the little girl holding Shihuhu’s hand, Kong Jian felt that she was, without a doubt, the cutest!
"Little Bro, what do you think? Stunned, aren’t you? Didn’t expect your Da Guo to be so handsome, huh!"
Little White reached out her tiny hand and patted Kong Jian’s shoulder with the air of a seasoned elder.
She had the most adorable face and the sweetest voice, yet she spoke the most domineering words.