"Don't tease it anymore," Dean Chen couldn't help but say. "This bird is quite irritable. You'll anger it to death."
"Die from anger?"
"Of course. They're difficult to care for. If you want a pet bird, I'll find one for you tomorrow."
"But I remember them being very easy to raise." Ye Qianning had often seen them back in Australia, where many people kept them as pets. They never seemed particularly ill-tempered.
"Once captured, they'll go on a hunger strike. They usually die in less than two days. That's why, despite being beautiful, very few people try to catch them."
"A hunger strike? I doubt it. I can raise this one." No matter how she looked at it, Ye Qianning didn't think this particular bird looked like it would starve itself. It just had a real knack for cussing.
Its little beak hadn't stopped moving since it was caged.
Seeing her so confident, Dean Chen didn't have the heart to burst her bubble.
He picked up his books and went to the side room.
