Translator: Zayn_
Song Qingyou was eager to know how Jiang Zhihan turned from a human into a cat in this world that was said to have no âfantasyâ energy.
Of course, she would never admit that she was in the mood to watch the show.
As for Jiang Zhihan, he didnât have the heart to reject her sly, obsidian-like eyes.
Hence, after a burst of golden light, the tall man who was originally sitting in the driverâs seat disappeared in an instant.
All that was left was his suit jacket. It fell from the air like a deflated balloon and landed on the seat.
After a while, a silver-white tiger-striped cat shook its head and shook its ears as it crawled out.
The kittenâs serious expression was exactly the same as Jiang Zhihanâs.
Song Qingyouâs brain was filled with the words âso cuteâ.
Jiang Zhihan raised his paw helplessly and meowed as a reminder.
âAhem.â
Song Qingyou came back to her senses and used a light cough to cover up her loss of composure. At the same time, she habitually reached out to pet the cat.
Jiang Zhihan tilted his head and wanted to dodge. However, he remembered what he had promised Song Qingyou, so he just sat there.
âI saw it.â Song Qingyou said, âYour body is covered in a layer of golden light.
The source of the golden light is me.â
âBut I canât see the light on my body.â
The cat nodded.
From the looks of it, he seemed to be saying, âSee, itâs just as I said.â
Song Qingyou curled her lips and withdrew her hand from the catâs ear. She turned around and opened the car door.
Jiang Zhihan thought that she wanted to swap seats with him, so he jumped from the driverâs seat to the passengerâs seat.
Who knew that after Song Qingyou got out of the car, she went straight to the trunk.
When she sat back in the driverâs seat, she had a tablet in her hand.
Jiang Zhihanâs head was full of question marks as he tilted his head.
Her cute appearance made Song Qingyouâs lips curl up.
However, Jiang Zhihan was actually the inner core of such a cute kitten!
Therefore, she stuffed the tablet under the other partyâs paw without hesitation.
âMeow?â Jiang Zhihan asked.
âI donât understand your meowing. Why donât you type to communicate with me?â
Jiang Zhihan looked up and saw a certain someone looking forward to it.
He didnât need to think to know that Song Qingyou was doing this on purpose.
However, he was already quite familiar with typing with his cat paws. It was not impossible for him to satisfy a certain someoneâs curiosity.
Hence, the kitten raised its paw and patted the tablet twice. It skillfully slid open the screen and clicked on the ânoteâ inside.
Just as he was about to ask Song Qingyou if there was anything else she wanted to know, he saw her take out her phone.
Jiang Zhihan was speechless.
Song Qingyou, who was about to take photos and videos, coughed. âIâm just curious about how a cat types. Iâll record it.â
Hearing this, Jiang Zhihan immediately retracted his claws and his attitude was firm.
Song Qingyou had no choice but to put down her phone.
However, she was still curious about how Jiang Zhihan typed with his paws.
As the catâs paws pressed on the screen, she observed it from all angles.
When Jiang Zhihan typed the wrong word and pressed the delete button for the umpteenth time, Song Qingyou sighed, âYou really donât have it easy.â
When she completed the mission, she had also transformed into an animal, but she had never typed in animal form.
âBut are all cats color-blind? When you look at the screen, it wonât be black and white, right?â
The kitten, who was typing with difficulty, shook its head.
Then, when Song Qingyou looked over, he typed a reply.
âOnly canât see red color?â
Song Qingyou read it out word byword and nodded. âI understand.â
Song Qingyou couldnât bear to watch the kitten fight the keyboard that took up half the screen.
âYou shouldnât type. Iâll guess. It might be faster.â
As she spoke, she put the tablet away.
At this moment, the pocket of the suit on the back of the seat vibrated.
Song Qingyou paused and tilted her head.
âYour phone?â
âShall I help you take it out?â
Jiang Zhihan nodded.
âItâs Assistant Fang. Shall I answer it?â Song Qingyou looked at the caller ID.
The kitten nodded again.
As soon as the call was connected, Fang Yan took the initiative to say,
âEverything has been arranged, but the butler beside the old master came to look for me. The old master seemed to want to know what plans you have next. I said that you wanted to go out and relax.â
âAlso, are you driving directly to Xi City, or should I arrange for a car or helicopter to pick you and Miss Song up?â
âAssistant Fang, itâs me.â Song Qingyou coughed lightly.
âMiss Song?â Fang Yan was surprised. âMr. Jiang⦠Is he driving?â
âNo, weâre still at the entrance of the restaurant.â
Song Qingyou glanced at Jiang Zhihan, âWeâll go to Mr. Jiangâs place first. Thereâs no need to arrange a helicopter. Xi City isnât far from Jing City. Weâll take a car there.â
Fang Yan had no objections to this arrangement. He even sent Jiang Zhihanâs address to Song Qingyouâs phone.
âDoes Assistant Fang know about you?â Song Qingyou asked curiously.
The cat nodded.
âSo Assistant Fang knows.â Song Qingyou started the car. âLooks like you trust him.â
âMeow-â
âDoes Old Man Jiang and the others know about this?â
The cat shook his head.
Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows.
The black Maybach started the engine and drove away from the parking lot. Half an hour later, it stopped at the entrance of Jiangwan Villa Complex.
The security guard only glanced at the license plate number and immediately let them in.
Walking around the magnificently decorated service center, Song Qingyou followed the directions of the kitten next to her and quickly stopped in front of a villa.
Although it was called a villa, it was actually a large flat floor.
The houses in Jiangwan Villa Complex were very far apart. Every building was different. They should all be designed and built by the owners themselves. Jiang Zhihan was living alone, so he didnât need to be separated from anyone else. Plus, he didnât need to climb the stairs on the flat floor, so it was more âefficient.â
Song Qingyou got out of the car. Just as she was about to ask Jiang Zhihan where the keys were, she turned around and realized that the man had changed back into his usual self.
Before she could ask why, she saw Jiang Zhihanâs actions at the door, including but not limited to entering the password, pressing his fingerprint, scanning his irisâ¦
In short, there was no need for a key at all.
Song Qingyou waited for more than ten seconds. When she heard her name, she thought she could finally go in. However, Jiang Zhihan asked her to record her fingerprint and iris.
âI donât need it, right? Itâs not like Iâll come and go often, and-â
At most, the two of them were friends and partners. It was not appropriate to put the house keys in each otherâs hands.
âWeâre living together now,â Jiang Zhihan interrupted her.
Song Qingyou choked, then heard him say matter-of-factly, âThis is an equivalent exchange.â
What kind of equivalent exchange was this? Song Qingyou thought back to her small apartment.
The value of everything, including the house itself, was probably not even as expensive as a bathroom here.
As if he knew what she was thinking, Jiang Zhihan threw out another reason, âIf I canât transform back one day and have important matters to attend to, Iâll have to trouble you to help me.â
The reason was legitimate and sufficient.
Whether it was true or not, Song Qingyou thought about it and agreed.
After all, they were on the same boat now..