The Obedient Soft Bunny Always Wants to Stick to Me

After resigning, Meng Heming inherited her grandmother's estate. Along with it came a note— "Miss Meng, the estate you’ve inherited includes a small courtyard, a shopfront, and a rabbit." Meng Heming was utterly baffled. What kind of rabbit could be so precious that it needed to be inherited? That was until she knocked on the door of the little courtyard beneath the flowering shade. The girl who answered was blushing shyly: "The room is all tidied up. Would you like to eat first or take a bath?" "Oh!" The girl’s eyes suddenly flickered with panic: "By the way... do you eat rabbits?" Meng Heming stared at the girl’s maid outfit and rabbit ears, her expression deadpan. "N...