Translator: Zayn_
Song Qingyou had never thought that someone would come to her door to be her chess piece.
However, she did not believe Wen Wanâs words 100%. She even did a corresponding investigation after the incident.
The Wen Familyâs bankruptcy was similar to the Song Familyâs bankruptcy back then. As long as one had the heart, they could find plenty of related news on the Internet.
Some of the more gossipy media outlets even reported on the dispute between the Shen and Wen Families.
The gossip news did not mention Wen Wan and Shen Xiyan, but it could also confirm that some of the things Wen Wan said were true.
Hence, Song Qingyou waved her hand and asked Chen Lan to arrange a manager for Wen Wan.
As far as the eye could see, only Song Qingyou and Shen Xiyan had a grudge against each other in the industry. Therefore, under the premise that Song Qingyou would deal with Shen Xiyan, Wen Wan would be the artist with the strongest contract with the company.
Furthermore, Wen Wan had promised to do anything.
Even if Song Qingyou wouldnât really let her jump into the fire pit, just based on Wen Wanâs attitude, it was worth Song Qingyou giving her some resources.
After Song Qingyou made her decision, Chen Lan looked at her strangely.
After sending Song Qingyou home in the afternoon, Chen Lan finally couldnât help but ask,â
âQingyou, you canât be⦠Do you like women?â
Jiang Zhihan, who had just walked out of the room when he heard the voice, froze on the spot.
âWhy would Sister Lan think that?â Song Qingyou asked, putting her bag on the table.
The answer was obviously no. Jiang Zhihan heaved a sigh of relief. The next second, he heard Chen Lan say, âIf you donât like women, thenâ¦Both men and women?â
âWhere did you get that from?â Song Qingyou asked curiously.
âIs that true?â Chen Lan was surprised.
Jiang Zhihan, who had just jumped onto the coffee table, didnât pay attention. He raised his front paw and stepped into the cup.
Song Qingyou calmly lifted the catâs paw and pushed the cup to the side. She scooped up the cat and took out a tissue to wipe his wet paws.
âZhizhi, why are you so careless?â
Her loving voice didnât wake Jiang Zhihan up.
âI think it got scared by you,â Chen Lan said.
âIf you really like that Wen Wan, 1 wonât stop you. However, youâd better be careful. If youâre photographed by the paparazziâ¦â
Song Qingyouâs attention was on her cat, and when she heard this, she couldnât help but laugh.
âSister Lan, what are you thinking about?â
âNo, didnât you like Wen Wan and want to sleep with her? Donât tell me youâre planning to nurture her after she said a few words in your office? Are you that easy to talk to?â
Song Qingyou didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
âSo Iâm such a person in Sister Lanâs eyes?â
âI canât think of any other reason.â Chen Lan said, âSheâs a newbie who has just signed a contract. Why donât you assign her a manager?â
âThere is a reason.â
Song Qingyou interrupted Chen Lan, âThis is a deal between me and her. Itâs not what Sister Lan thinks.â
âItâs good that youâre not.â Chen Lan finally felt relieved.
âSister Lan, why do you care so much?â Song Qingyou looked at her with a half-smile. âYou just wanted to âhelp the evilâ?â
âIsnât it all for the rice bowl?â
Chen Lan said bluntly.
After getting an accurate answer, she didnât plan to stay any longer. After giving a few instructions about work, she left.
Song Qingyou sent him out the door and turned around to see her cat staring at her.
âYou keep looking at me. Do you want me to help you bathe?â
Before he could finish his sentence, the cat on the coffee table ran away so fast that an afterimage appeared.
Song Qingyou couldnât help but laugh, but her smile faded as she looked down.
When she first started raising cats, she didnât know how âintelligentâ cats could be. She only felt that Zhizhi was very smart.
After that, she met Jiang Zhihan. The time Jiang Zhihan fainted was the same time Zhizhi woke up. This made Song Qingyou think that Jiang Zhihan and Zhizhi were somehow related.
During this period of time, she had been observing Zhizhi.
He stared at Zhizhi openly, but there was nothing strange about it.
The catâs coquettish appearance even dispelled Song Qingyouâs suspicions.
However, recently, she had been chatting with Jiang Zhihan through V-messages.
Jiang Zhihan didnât pick up his phone, but he would reply to his messages one by one.
Either Jiang Zhihan wasnât in a coma and everything that happened before was just a coincidence.
Either Jiang Zhihan was unconscious, but he couldnât answer the phone or reply to messages.
With this speculation in mind, Song Qingyou used the time she asked Jiang Zhihan to contact the media to pay extra attention to the time he took to reply.
Most of the time, Zhizhi was not in front of her and could touch the tablet.
Now, Song Qingyouâs guess was becoming clearer and clearer.
Jiang Zhihan ran to the cabinet and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
He stuck out his cat head and looked around.
Seeing that Song Qingyou didnât chase after him, he felt relieved and retracted his head.
After dinner, the man and cat were as harmonious as usual, and Song Qingyou didnât mention bathing again.
Jiang Zhihan was completely relieved and allowed Song Qingyou to carry him to the bedroom.
Just as he was about to jump off her arm, he realized that Song Qingyou had carried him all the way to the bathroom!
The bathroom door was closed.
The door was locked.
Jiang Zhihan stared at Song Qingyou with his big cat eyes.
The latter smiled at him, then put him down and began to unbutton his clothes with both hands.
Jiang Zhihan was shocked, âZhizhi doesnât want to take a bath,â Song Qingyou said. âIt must be because thereâs no one to accompany you, so 1 decided to take a bath with you!â
Jiang Zhihanâs pupils trembled!
He looked up and saw Song Qingyouâs collarbone. He didnât have time to think and was about to run out.
Song Qingyouâs voice was soft and gentle, and there was a hint of a smile in her tone.
âThe door has been locked from the inside. Zhizhi, donât even think about running away today.â
Jiang Zhihan looked up at the door lock and wanted to jump up.
But before he could jump, Song Qingyou picked him up again.
âStrange, can Zhizhi understand what Iâm saying?â
Jiang Zhihan froze. He turned around and saw the person behind him looking at him with a curious expression.
âAnd Zhizhi seems to be blushing again.â
Song Qingyouâs voice was low.
âI asked the doctor. The doctor said that cats donât blush like humans. It could only be an allergy, but Zhizhi doesnât seem to be allergicâ¦â
The meaning of probing was too obvious.
Jiang Zhihan tried to pretend to be dumb and pass the test with âcuteâ.
However, Song Qingyou didnât seem to have any intention of letting him go so easily. Her other hand continued to unbutton her shirt. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
What kind of scenery would there be under her fair and delicate neck? It simply made oneâs imagination run wild.
Jiang Zhihanâs skin turned even redder.
He took the opportunity to jump onto the doorknob, nimbly opened the door with his claws, and ran out. His every move seemed to be a sign of fleeing.
Song Qingyou didnât chase after him. She looked down at her half-undressed shirt and the unrevealing bra underneath, and her eyebrows curved silently.
The thought of the cat being Jiang Zhihan and the way it ran away shyly just now⦠If it appeared on someoneâs cold faceâ¦
Reallyâ
â The more I think about it, the cuter it gets-â