Wu Zhenghao looked carefully at the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms. The more he looked, the more he felt it was like... a real tiger.,Grandma Wu was waiting in the front yard, and when she saw that she was holding a white tiger cub in her arms, her eyes lit up. The master's pet is really cute.,She told Wu Zhenghao, “Send these two calming talismans to your aunt and second aunt. Take this one back to your father. This one is for Chenxi to send to her friend.”。