Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
Yu Gangan was shocked consecutively as she stared at Fang Zhihan in disbelief at what she heard.
Fang Zhihan slowly gestured behind him, “I have its house and food in the boot of the car. Remember to take it with you.”
He was so calm that it seemed like he was doing something normal.
Yu Gangan opened her eyes wide and looked at him, “It’s your cat, why am I taking care of it? I don’t care.”
“If you don’t want to take care of it, then it will have no mother and will be abandoned,” Fang Zhihan’s voice was suddenly cold like ice.
As Fang Zhihan spoke, he lowered the car window.
He then stretched out his hand, grabbed the cat and acted like he was about to throw it out the window.
The little cat let out a cry, “Meow~~”
Now that her arms were empty and no longer warm, Yu Gangan’s heart also felt empty. The cat cried again; it sounded pitiful. Without a second thought, she grabbed the cat back out of Fang Zhihan’s hands, “No.”
Fang Zhihan’s expression was cold like ice, “Since its mother doesn’t want it…”
Yu Gangan creased her forehead, “I want it!”
This man was reckless and domineering.
“I’ll take care of it,” Yu Gangan mumbled, “but I’m here to study. How will I have time to care for it? As you know, I’m staying in the dorms, how can I keep a cat with me?”
Fang Zhihan gently placed Wenxiang back in Yu Gangan’s hands and said calmly, “You can return home.”
Yu Gangan sighed, “Don’t you know how long it takes for me to return to Baiyang City?”
Now that she thought about it, she missed her home and the clinic a little.
She also missed her teacher.
Even though she wasn’t in Baiyang City, she had asked Song Chabai to visit the police station regularly and check on the progress of her teacher’s case. But, the police couldn’t find anything.
Wenxiang lay in Yu Gangan’s arms, oblivious to the danger it was just in.
It buried itself in her arms dependently as though it never treated her like a stranger. It was like they had known each other for a long time.
As she thought this, Yu Gangan furrowed her brows. But, just as she was about to question Fang Zhihan, Fang Zhihan spoke up first, “I was referring to our home in Beijing.”
His deep mellow voice had a trace of dullness.
His dark gaze fell upon her eyes tenderly and his lips curved upwards charmingly. As the weather was cold, his shirt was buttoned to the top, making his neck look extra long and his vibe solitary and tame.
It was oddly seductive.
As Yu Gangan looked at the man, she felt her heart speed up, her throat dry, and her brain heat up.
Male beauty was dangerous.
Her eyelashes were like butterflies as they fluttered a couple of times. Yu Gangan cleared her throat and said, “It’s almost time for my shoot. If you don’t drive me there, I will walk there myself.”
Fang Zhihan glanced at the time. It was already 2pm. She was right, it was time for her to arrive on set. So, he quickly drove her over to the shooting location.
Yu Gangan held onto Wenxiang and asked, “If I didn’t stop you earlier, would you have really thrown Wenxiang out?”
“What do you think?”
“You’ve already kept it for 15 years, you wouldn’t bear to throw it out,” Yu Gangan realized she had been too impulsive. Fang Zhihan was obviously just scaring her. How did she fall for it?
“Yes, I couldn’t bear to do it,” Fang Zhihan admitted.
Yu Gangan’s face turned white and red as she said in anger, “Then why did you act like you were throwing it out?”
“I was waiting for you to stop me,” Fang Zhihan said with amusement.
Yu Gangan: “…”