Chapter 32

Never seen such a brazen person

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Just when the little fresh meat wanted to find a crack to get in, there was a commotion at the door.

Little Sugar Cake couldn’t help but look over.

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The handsome man at the door wore a yellowish robe with western characteristics, a long black hair draped behind him. His eyes are deep, and his wheat-colored skin is healthy and vibrant, with a touch of romance. It seems that the singer from a thousand years ago has returned to this world.

As expected of Rong Hang!

This was the only thought in everyone’s mind.

Little Sugar Cake and Fu Mingming looked at Rong Hang with starry eyes.

And they’re thoughts all agreed by chance——

Very handsome, ah.

Director Angus’ eyes lit up and said excitedly: “Rong Hang, come and take a makeup photo with Little Sugar Cake.”

In the plot, Little Sugar Cake is Rong Hang’s pet.

In the eyes of Little Sugar Cake as Rong Hang’s fan, Rong Hang simply brought his own buff, and cooperated very well with Rong Hang. There are several photos of Rong Hang stroking Little Sugar Cake, and there were even more cute women’s screams in the background.

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After the collaboration, it was Rong Hang’s solo photo.

Fu Mingming went to the staff to ask what photos can be issued, because the crew had to keep it secret after all.

Seeing people gathering around Rong Hang.

Little Sugar Cake, who was alone, touched his shriveled belly.

A little hungry.

His blue eyes looked around randomly. There were snacks placed on the table on one side, and a cherry pudding was placed on top, and Little Sugar Cake’s eyes lit up immediately.

Sweet and fragrant cherry pudding, ah——

The white kitty turned his head and climbed on the table without hesitation. After climbing over to the table with difficulty, Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief. He then happily flicked his tail, running towards the cherry pudding. Seeing the cherry pudding right in front of him, Little Sugar Cake stretched out his paws happily.

But there was nothing.

What?

Little Sugar Cake looked up in disbelief.

The black-haired, blue-eyed teenager in a leather jacket snatched the cherry pudding from under Little Sugar Cake’s paws. With a clatter, he tore it open——

At that moment, it looked like he was about to bite down.

“Meow——”

There’s a grieving cat meow.

No, ah!

The leather jacket teenager was startled and looked down at the fat cat squatting on the table, while the cat stared at the cherry pudding in his hand expectantly, meowing eagerly.

Yi Ning was stunned, then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He brought the cherry pudding in his hand to Little Sugar Cake: “Want to eat?”

Little Sugar Cake put his head close and let out a sweet meow.

Yeah!

The next second——

Yi Ning retracted his hand without hesitation, swallowing the cherry pudding into his mouth. Chewing it expressionlessly, he said: “Eat less, fat cat.”

Forget about stealing this cat’s pudding, but he also dared to call this cat a fat cat?

Scratch——

Little Sugar Cake angrily stretched out his claws and scratched at the table, The claws made a harsh sound when they touched the wooden tabletop, and his big almond eyes stared at the teenager as he walked away leisurely.

Young man, our beams are crossed.

He turned his head, and turned to the next best thing. He took the vacuum-packaged cake, and walked to the corner angrily, and then looked at his own cake.

So angry, oh, how can there be such a hateful person.

That person is Rong Hang’s assistant Xiao Yi, right?

How can my male god have such an assistant?

With his claws, he punctured the cake’s packaging bag, and Little Sugar Cake absentmindedly opened the cake’s packaging bag.

But today it seems that even the packaging bag is against him, and he can’t open it.

Then a pair of slender hands suddenly reached out.

Little Sugar Cake vigilantly hugged his cake.

Why is someone coming for this cat’s snacks again?

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Little Sugar Cake moved to look at Rong Hang.

The male god is indeed the male god.

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Little Sugar Cake happily buried his head in Rong Hang’s palm, and licked him with his pink tongue.

After eating the small cake, Little Sugar Cake licked the cake residue in Rong Hang’s hand in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Rong Hang smiled softly and said: “The little kitty is not full yet, ah.” He turned aside and said: “Xiao Yi, bring the fruit.”

A black-haired teenager in a leather jacket was holding a pile of scattered documents. He came over with a box of peeled fruits and stared at the kitten under Rong Hang’s feet with wide eyes.

Yi, isn’t this the fat cat just now?

Yi, isn’t this the bad guy just now?

One person and one cat, two pairs of blue eyes, looked at each other, as if there was a flash of electricity.

Rong Hang didn’t notice it, and reached out his hand towards the teenager. The leather-jacketed teenager reluctantly handed over the fruit box. Rong Hang opened it, and various fruits in the fruit box looked very attractive. He fed the fruits to Little Sugar Cake.

Little Sugar Cake proudly glanced at the teenager, and flicked his tail, then he nibbled at the fruit in Rong Hang’s hand.

“Rong Hang——”

There seems to be something wrong, and Director Angus came looking for Rong Hang. Rong Hang shook his head helplessly and handed the fruit to Xiao Yi: “Come and feed the little kitty, I’ll go over there.”

Little Sugar Cake was busy pulling Rong Hang’s trousers with his claws, and looked at Rong Hang meowing pitifully.

No, that person will definitely not feed him, ah!

Of course Rong Hang didn’t understand. He just thought that the white cat couldn’t bear him. He touched the head of Little Sugar Cake and said: “Be good, I’ll be right back.”

Only Little Sugar Cake and Xiao Yi were left to look at each other.

Xiao Yi picked up a sweet peach with a fork, and Little Sugar Cake raised his head. He couldn’t help swallowing, but he still glanced his head to the side.

Xiao Yi raised the corner of his lips, and glanced at his feet, and couldn’t help but glanced at this white dumpling.

It’s so cute.

Then, without hesitation, he put the peach into his mouth, bit it twice and swallowed it.

The wicked jacketed teenager put the pile of scattered documents on the table, then placed the fruit box on top of it, and moved elegantly but quickly to eat up the box full of fruit.

Little Sugar Cake snorted coldly and walked away in disdain.

He will not care about this person.

Ding, ding——

Yi Ning’s cell phone rang, and the teenager took out his cell phone from his left trousers pocket.

With a clank.

The fruit box and the documents below all fell to the ground.

The white papers were flying around, and the three-fingers thick documents were scattered on the ground because they were not bound. What’s worse, the remaining juice in the fruit box all fell onto the paper.

Little Sugar Cake took a closer look. The paper was full of lines printed on the floor, and in the blank space of the lines, there was a densely written analysis of the lines with black pen, and the psychological trajectory of the protagonist.

Some papers are slightly worn due to long-term reading.

One look and it can be seen that Rong Hang had a lot of thoughts.

At this moment, due to water stains, many pen words have been blurred.

Seeing that something was wrong, Yi Ning’s face changed drastically. Little Sugar Cake didn’t leave, and squatted aside to watch the good show.

Ai, how could you be so careless.

It’s really bad.

Little Sugar Cake thought hypocritically.

In this case, no matter how good-tempered Rong Hang is, he will be a little angry.

The teenager in the leather jacket hung up the ringing phone in a fit of anger, then he picked up Rong Hang’s manuscript in a panic, and desperately wanted to wipe the water off the manuscript, but it was obviously useless.

“Fvck.” The teenager looked at the messed up manuscript with a remorseful expression. He felt very guilty, and then a white cat squatted beside him. Although, it tried its best to cover it up, don’t think he couldn’t see the ridicule of that face.

Being mocked by a cat.

Xiao Yi frowned and looked at the manuscript, his head spinning rapidly.

That’s right, he can do that!

Xiao Yi suddenly had an epiphany in his mind, and looked at the white cat who was licking its fur leisurely.

Little Sugar Cake was happily licking his paws when suddenly he felt a chill down his spine.

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After a while, Rong Hang came back and frowned at his messy manuscript.

Xiao Yi pointed to the plum blossom-shaped paw print on the paper, and said righteously: “Brother Rong, this cat is too naughty.”

As if ravaged, the whole body of fur was a mess, Little Sugar Cake then raised his paw that was forcibly wet by Xiao Yi: “Meow, meow, meow——” He lied.

Xiao Yi calmly said: “I fed it fruit.”

Little Sugar Cake turned to look at Xiao Yi: “Meow meow meow——” He didn’t give me a single bite, he ate it all!

Xiao Yi blushed: “Who knew that it would climb onto the table and push down the manuscript I put on it.”

Little Sugar Cake was shocked by Xiao Yi’s shamelessness; “Meow meow meow——” I didn’t, he did.

Xiao Yi’s heart didn’t even jump: “I went to pick up the manuscript, so I put the fruit box aside, but the cat stepped on it again and tripped it over.”

Little Sugar Cake couldn’t believe it: “”Meow meow meow!”  The fruit box was also knocked over by him.

Xiao Yi finally took out the evidence and made a final decision: “If you don’t believe me, look at it, the manuscript is full of its paw prints.”

Little Sugar Cake raised his wet paws: “Meow-ao——” He wet my paws and forced them down.

In the end, Xiao Yi sighed and said hypocritically: “Brother Rong, it’s still my fault. I should have watched the cat. After all, what do cats know.”

Little Sugar Cake:  Heh, human,

He did not give up, Little Sugar Cake went running to the trash can, and took out the disposable paper cup Xiao Yi used to hold water to wet his paws, and pushed it in front of Rong Hang: “Meow meow meow!!!”

This is evidence, ah!

The quarrel between one person and one cat hurts his brain, making Rong Hang’s brows furrowed even deeper.

Xiao Yi quickly said: “I was afraid that the cat would be thirsty, so I filled a cup with water.” Then he pretended to touch Little Sugar Cake, took down the disposable cup, and said with a stiff smile: “Kitten, are you thirsty again? The cups thrown into the trash can no longer be used.”

Little Sugar Cake slapped Xiao Yi’s hand, and lay down on the ground helplessly, wishing he could speak and punch that liar.

Rong Hang looked at the dejected kitten, and rubbed its exposed belly, then sighed: “Forget it, what it knows is what it does, what do I blame you for. Next time, you can be careful. You put the manuscript page number in order, I’ll go back to see those pages are not available, I still remember them anyway. ”

Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded and said: “I’ll tidy up now.”

Little Sugar Cake moved to hold the male god’s hand, and then rubbed on the hand of the male god.

His male god is indeed a male god!

But——

He rolled over and stood up, looking in the direction where Xiao Yi was leaving, with the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes.

This matter will not end just like this!

Absolutely not.

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After Fu Mingming came back, she posted the photo that the crew agreed to send out on Weibo today. Little Sugar Cake with a blue bow like a little gentleman instantly gained the love of countless mother and father fans.

Of course, there were also people who wondered who the hand, which was caressing Little Sugar Cake, belonged to in the photo. Some people recognized at a glance that this was not the hand that often appeared in Little Sugar Cake’s weibo.

Fu Mingming’s mysterious reply was; its confidential.

Of course Fu Mingming didn’t forget to @LittleSugarCake.

Although she vaguely guessed who was using this weibo, Fu Mingming didn’t dare to ask nor think about it.

Satisfied, Fu Mingming was ready to leave with Little Sugar Cake.

But the always well-behaved Little Sugar Cake doesn’t seem to want to leave.

Fu Mingming thought that Little Sugar Cake hadn’t played enough, so she just went along with it.

At the same time.

Fu Xiao in the conference room listened to the nonsense of his subordinates expressionlessly. He picked up his mobile phone, and saw the weibo message above, and clicked in.

Inside are beautiful photos of his cat in nine frames, especially that pair of blue eyes which are very expressive.

Even Fu Xiao had to admit that it was really shot better than what he did.

He wonders what kind of camera the photographer is using, he also wants to buy one.

He clicked into the comments below——

[What a beautiful hand, are you the owner of Little Sugar Cake?]

[It’s not the hands that often appear in weibo.]

[I think the owner of these hands is most likely the owner of Little Sugar, and it seemed like a good match for Little Sugar Cake.]

[Whatever, I powdered the CP of the owner of these hands and Little Sugar Cake.]

En?

Fu Xiao calmly posted a photo of Little Sugar Cake on weibo——

In the photo, the white fur ball was sleeping soundly in the arms of an adult man whose face cannot be seen. The morning light shines on the kitten. The picture is warm and beautiful.

The photo has been sent, and someone commented immediately below——

[The main palace, no doubt.]

Fu Xiao’s brows stretched, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he closed the phone screen.

The subordinates who were silent next to him breathed a sigh of relief when they saw President Fu’s brows stretched out, and then these groups of people began to guess what made President Fu so happy.

Could it be that Xingchen has a new M&A plan?

Or is it time to usher a new storm in the financial market?

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Xiao Yi, who was squatting alone at the corner table, finally arranged the last page in order.

After stretching, the leather jacket teenager took a few steps to the side to move his muscles and bones.

As soon as he turned around, he found the fat white cat walking quietly beside the pile of sorted manuscripts he had placed on the table.

The fat white cat noticed his gaze, and it raised its head, then smiled sweetly at him.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and rushed back.

But it’s too late——

The demon-like cat mercilessly pushed the manuscripts he had sorted to the ground.

The neat manuscript fluttered and floated down in mid-air as his hours of effort went up in flames.

Hateful.

Xiao Yi saw the cat smiling evilly as it was pushing the glass of water on the table.

Don’t——

Xiao Yi hurried over. Don’t push the water down, or the manuscript will be done.

However, the cat seemed to be waiting for him to come.

As soon as he came, the cat quickly pushed the water on him.

The water tumbled below his waist and above his thighs.

Suspicious water stains quickly appeared in that area.

Xiao Yi lowered his head and looked at his lower body in disbelief.

He stood up abruptly.

There were muffled snickers from the staff nearby.

He quickly explained: “It’s not what you think. It’s the cat.”

He looked down and saw that the glass of water on the table had gone somewhere, and the cat had popped out several meters away, squatting on the cabinet with its head down. Seeing that everyone was looking over, it looked up at everyone, calling out innocently.

As if to say again, are you looking for me for something.

It looks as if Xiao Yi’s pants suddenly got wet on their own.

Xiao Yi’s face darkened.

Everyone said, with different hearts and mouths: “Well, we got it.”

No, you don’t know.

Xiao Yi opened his mouth and closed it helplessly.

He was framed by this cat.

And now, how is he going to explain this pool of water?

In the boring crew life, gossip spreads the fastest. He could almost imagine how the story would spread in a few days.

Xiao Yi lowered his head, and the abominable cat raised its head just to meet his gaze and innocently licked its paws towards him: “Meow~”

Then the cat raised its tail and walked straight past him proudly.

Hateful!

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Little Sugar Cake: Never offend a cat.