Chapter 322 - 322: If You Move Again, I’ll Hit You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The screen flashed again.

The old fans all knew the temperament of the bookstore’s poop-picker.

At this moment, a message appeared: Apple, Apple, Pear: [ I’m not local, but I like that multi-colored cat. Poop-picker, can you send it via express delivery? I’ll pay the shipping fee. ]

This comment was especially clear among the endless drivel. Lin Gandang noticed it immediately and said, “No way. You can’t send a living animal via express delivery.”

“If you want it, you’ll have to pick it up in person,” Lin Gantang said. “The alternative is shipping it over. I’ll help you with the immunization certificate and the related procedures, but the shipping fee will be on you; that’ll cost you. I hope you think it through carefully.”

Apple, Apple, Pear: [ I’ve bought puppies online without issue, so why can’t I do the same here? ]

“I’m sorry, but it is against my store’s practice,” Lin Gantang rejected in a heartbeat.

[ You clearly don’t value life. Don’t you know how high the odds of a pet dying in transit are? There are regulations for a reason; just because some less scrupulous sellers don’t follow them doesn’t mean it’s the same for everyone else. ]

Apple, Apple, Pear had incurred the crowd’s wrath, and soon, not even a peep was heard from them.

The live broadcast went smoothly. Big Mi was the first to get used to the presence of kittens. From time to time, she would come over to take a look. The other cats in the shop were curious and came over.

At this moment, a message popped up on Lin Gantang’s phone, asking her to open the door.

Lin Gantang looked outside. Was he around?

She wanted to interrupt the live broadcast, but after thinking about it, she decided against it. The last time Yanqing came, he hadn’t disturbed her.

Lin Gantang opened the door, allowing Wen Yanqing to enter. “What are you doing here?” she could not help but ask.

“I’m looking for my cat.” Wen Yanqing pointed at the tabby cat licking its paws leisurely.

Wen Yanqing had not asked about it two days ago, so why would he suddenly decide to look for it now? Lin Gantang mourned for Big Mi. His Dad probably forgot all about it—poor thing.

Wen Yanqing sat in front of the camera, which Lin Gandang used to livestream. He glanced at the comments briefly, but Lin Gandang drew his attention.

“Stop hiding from me,” he mumbled into Lin Gantang’s neck.

The low, sultry voice carried all the grievances her tall boyfriend could muster, tickling her nape. It drew a peal of laughter from her.

The voice was recorded, and the live broadcast room erupted in response.

[ Who is the poop-picker smiling at? ] n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

[ Do you dare to show yourself?! ]

[ My wife is smiling so sweetly. ]

“It’s time for the kittens to be fed, right?” Wen Yanqing reminded.

“I’ll go get the milk ready.” Lin Gantang stood up. “Have a seat.”

Wen Yanqing did as he was instructed without a word of complaint. While Lin Gandang was busy, he spun around, eyeing the user ‘Nine-year-old Conquering the Country’ for a long time.

When Lin Gantang returned, he said softly, “You’re in the midst of your livestream. Let me help you feed them.”

Why was he fussing over something so small? “Just leave the phone there,” Lin Gantang said. “It won’t affect anything.”

Wen Yanqing did not bring it up again, but he did not sit idly either. His slender fingers would pinch the cute balls of fluff clinging onto Lin Gantang from time to time.

“Don’t touch me.” Lin Gantang dodged.

Wen Yanqing poked her waist.

“Stop it! Don’t move.” Lin Gantang hastily distanced herself from her boyfriend. What was wrong with him today? It was as if he had ADHD.

Wen Yanqing glanced at the angle of the screen, reached out to pull her to his side, and kissed her.

She should have known he was here to cause trouble!

She grabbed Wen Yanqing by the collar and pulled him down. She did so while still holding the milk bottle in one hand. Glaring at him fiercely, she hissed, “If you move again, I’ll hit you.”

Wen Yanqing let out a muffled laugh. His chest vibrated, which annoyed Lin Gandang so much that she punched him. Wen Yanqing dodged, accidentally hitting the phone stand and causing the screen to turn black.

[ What’s going on? ]

[ I heard a man laughing. (Squinting smile) ]

[ Is this a paid show? ]