"Let’s go, let’s get to work, you lazy Qing Yi. You’re always the least busy," Bai Yi complained, feeling quite aggrieved.
"Me, lazy? Which eye of yours saw me being idle? I manage all the big and small matters in Wu Garden; I help with the company affairs, too. I’m both a housekeeper and a special assistant. You really don’t know the half of it, standing there talking without your back hurting."
"My back is actually hurting quite a bit. How about you come to my room tonight and give it a rub?" Bai Yi asked, coaxingly looping his arm through Qing Yi’s.
Qing Yi saw right through his little scheme and withdrew his hand:
"Get real. Did you get scared by some horror novel again and now you’re too afraid to sleep alone at night?"
"It’s your fault for recommending them to me," Bai Yi said with a face full of resentment.
"I’m amazed by you: usually so bold, yet you’re frightened of these non-existent things like a little girl. I’d rather not share a bed with you; last time I did, it left me traumatized. I probably won’t even dare to let my future wife hold me in her sleep."
Qing Yi looked at him with disdain.
Damn, last time he begged to sleep together, in the middle of the night, he almost strangled me.
It almost made him think he was having sleep paralysis.
"Fine, don’t keep me company. I’ll find Drunkard to sleep with me." He definitely wasn’t brave enough to sleep alone tonight.
He still felt a bit creeped out.
"You’re not allowed."
"I’ll sleep with Drunkard; what’s it to you? Why aren’t I allowed?"
As Bai Yi spoke, he took out his phone, ready to ask someone to buy a couple of bottles of good liquor to lure Drunkard over.
Qing Yi gritted his teeth: "You’re ruthless. Go make the bed; you’re sleeping on the floor tonight."
Bai Yi thought for a moment. Sleeping on the floor?
No way, if he turned over, he could see under the bed...
Images of someone being under the bed quickly filled Bai Yi’s mind.
"I’d rather find Drunkard."
"I’ll sleep on the floor!" Qing Yi gritted his teeth, grabbing his hand before he could make the call.
"Good bro." Bai Yi grinned mischievously.
"Enough joking around. What’s the deal with that cat?" chimed in Hong Yi, who had been silent until now.
Upon hearing that, Bai Yi remembered all the bizarre events of the evening and couldn’t help shivering.
Luckily, Qing Yi was with him, or he wouldn’t even think about sleeping tonight.
"That cat is quite unusual, but this evening, when we were attacked, it dropped from the sky. What are the odds? It just happened to take a bullet for Third Young Master."
"No wonder Third Young Master cares so much about that cat; it turns out the cat saved him." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel-fire.ɴet
Qing Yi and Hong Yi originally thought Third Young Master was just really lucky.
But on hearing what Bai Yi said next, they felt a chill go down their spines.
"The strange thing is, the place is in the outskirts, in a forest. There are no buildings around, not even any houses. How did that cat fall down there..."
Bai Yi was getting more worked up as he shared with Hong Yi about burying that cat tonight...
The sound of water came from the bathroom.
Jun Moyan looked at the kitten in the washbasin, which kept its paws over its eyes, and couldn’t help but chuckle.
Oh, so embarrassed, this human is actually helping her bathe; Wen Xiao’ai’s innocence is at stake.
Jun Moyan tried to remove the kitten’s paws from its eyes, but it clung tightly to them.
Quite strong; it seems its injuries have indeed healed.
"I don’t mind shedding, nor do I dislike noise," he suddenly blurted out.
This left Wen Xiao’ai taken aback for a moment, not quite catching on.