In the room, Ding Jinshi was humming a tune cheerfully as she organized the room in the slippers she had just bought that afternoon. Since childhood, she had been spoiled, so when she buys things, it's only based on what she likes, without hesitation. And indeed, she had quite a lot of things to organize, just shoes alone there were multiple pairs.
New ones, semi-new ones, her shoes occupied two-thirds of the shoe cabinet. Seeing Ding Long's few pairs pushed to the side pitifully, Ding Jinshi suddenly felt a sense of guilt.
Look at that, this was clearly Ding Long's domain, yet the shoes of the household's host were pushed aside by the guest's shoes. Ding Jinshi squatted in front of the shoe cabinet, grinned foolishly, and patted Ding Long's shoes, talking to herself, "Sorry to squeeze you out, but who asked your owner to let a wolf into the house?"
