When Had He Suffered Such Humiliation?

After breakfast, the next morning, Yu Niaoniao and Xiao Juan prepared to go to the Justice Department.

Before leaving, Yu Niaoniao especially got someone to bring her little donkey over.

The donkey's fur had been carefully combed and looked glossy.

On its back was a cushion made of small floral cloth. A cloth bag had been made on each side.

A rein was put around its neck. On closer inspection, one could tell that the clamp rope was actually woven from a colorful rope.

Xiao Juan had never seen such a fancy donkey and could not help but ask.

"Are you really going to ride it to the Justice Department?"

Yu Niaoniao nodded as she stroked the little donkey's head.

"That's right. From now on, it's my exclusive mount!"

Xiao Juan asked again, "Aren't you taking the carriage? We haven't finished the snacks in the carriage."

His words reminded Yu Niaoniao. She slapped her forehead. "Oh, right! There are snacks!"