Chapter 78
Transmigrated as the Villain's Cat
Iâll give you the candy, donât hit me
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The next day, Fu Xiaoâs birthday.
The villa finally became lively.
A hidden corner at the banquet garden.
Fu Wei was smoking, and he looked a lot haggard these days. As Fu Xiaoâs younger brother, whether he and Fu Xiao like it or not, Old Master Fu will never allow him not to show up today.
As soon as he came, he hid in the corner very wisely.
He had a really bad time during this time.
Life with Feng Jiaming was not as happy as he thought. The two are in constant conflict with each other. Jiaming is indeed independent, but she is too obsessed with her career. He couldnât even see her for two weeks in a row, but after all, relationships need to be maintained, especially when they are just stabilizing.
He wanted to take advantage of this time to accompany Jiaming to work hard, who knew his cat would fall ill, and he couldnât bear to leave the cat at home as well, so he could only take care of the cat at home.
Jiaming doesnât like cats, and his cat doesnât like Jiaming either. There is a constant conflict between one person and one cat. Later, he sent the cat away as Jiaming wished, but the conflict was not resolved as he thought.
The very competitive Jiaming was very dissatisfied with him for doing nothing at home.
Not long ago, there was an outburst between the two, and because of that quarrel, he missed the interview for Heishan Investment.
And he was even more haunted by Feng Jiamingâs unspoken accusations during the argument that he couldnât let go of.
Feng Jiaming said, Fu Wei, your surname is also Fu.
Jiaming didnât finish speaking, but he knew it clearly. What she meant was that his surname is also Fu, but why is he so different from Fu Xiao and can endure a life of doing nothing and accomplishing nothing.
Fu Wei shook his head with a wry smile, even if he had been away from home for many years, as long as he still had the surname Fu, someone would always compare him with Fu Xiao, forever.
As far as he can remember, his eldest brother is the proud son of the Fu family and the Song family who is expected to inherit the glory of the two families. The future heir of the Fu family, and he is indeed the child who is not allowed to be on the stage.
As long as the Song family is around, no one dares to say a word to him. He is also not allowed to enter the top circle of the city.
Beside Fu Xiao, he will always be like a firefly under the moon. No matter how well he does, he will only be overshadowed by the moon.
Just like today, Fu Xiao is the center of attention at todayâs banquet. Would people care if the second son of the Fu family showed up somewhere?
âAh Wei, youâre here ah.â A gray-haired old man walked over from the other side of the garden.
Fu Wei, who was still in his own thoughts, didnât even notice that someone was coming. He raised his head and saw the person coming, and said respectfully: âMr. Kong, why are you here?â
Mr. Kong of the Lingtong Corporation, which is now in partnership with Xingchen, is always one of Fu Weiâs most respected people. This old man not only has a discerning eye in the business world, but also has a good relationship with him, and they hit it off right away.
Fu Wei smiled bitterly. There were many things he couldnât say, but when he saw Mr. Kong, he had this kind of intimacy he felt from nowhere, so he couldnât help but say: âItâs been a little rough recently.â
The old man, who ruled with an iron fist, looked at Fu Wei and said softly: âItâs normal to have some ups and downs when youâre young, thereâs nothing you canât overcome if you think about it.â
Fu Wei smiled: âThen Iâll borrow your auspicious words.â
The old man said again: âI know youâre looking for a job recently, and it just so happens that Iâm going to return to my roots, and move Lingtongâs business center to the country. Now Iâm short of an assistant, will you consider it?â
Fu Wei was stunned and hesitated a little. The old man has said many times before that he wanted him to work in Lingtong Corporation, but he thought that the old man was just being polite. However this time, the old man also said the job, and it didnât look like he just said it casually.
Seeing that Fu Wei was hesitant, the old man said: âI hope you young people donât mind that Iâm an old man whoâs boring.â
Fu Wei hurriedly said: âHow could that be?â
The old man seized the opportunity to say: âThen you agree?â
âThisâââ Fu Wei saw the old manâs eyes were looking at him with sincerity and concern, so he no longer refused and said cheerfully: âOkay, Iâll go.â
The old man smiled with satisfaction. He looked at Fu Wei and asked: âWhy donât you go in and talk to your friends?â
Fu Wei waved his hand indifferently and said: âThere are no friends of mine anywhere.â
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he figured it out in a blink of an eye, and said with a cold snort: âThose dogs look down on people.â
Fu Wei quickly explained: âI canât play with them. They have a better relationship with my brother, and Xingchen belongs to my brother.â
The old man smiled meaningfully and said: âThatâs not right. Xingchen belongs to the Fu family, not Fu Xiao. Besides, your surname is also Fu.â
His surname is also Fu ah!
Fu Wei was stunned, then he uneasily avoided Kong Lingheâs gaze and said: âMr. Kong, you may not know that my brother is the sure-fire heir of Xingchen.â
The old man waved his hand indifferently.
As for the heir, no one can clearly say who until the last minute.
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This time, not only business friends, but also many distant relatives of the Fu family came.
As soon as the number of people increases, naturally they can no longer take care of Little Sugar Cake.
However, the butler had already taken out Little Sugar Cakeâs gemstone necklace earlier, and people who can see Little Sugar Cakeâs necklace will know that Little Sugar Cake cannot be moved.
The combed little kitty with a beautiful gemstone necklace squatted on the stone mound of the fountain in the central garden early in the morning, looking expensive and cute.
Many children from distant relatives of Fuâs family gathered around the fountain, drooling with envy as they looked at Fu Mingming who was stroking Little Sugar Cake.
Fu Mingming, who was regarded as the king of children, felt relieved in her heart and couldnât help but introduce to the children: âIts name is Little Sugar Cake, and itâs my biao shuâs cat.â
Little Sugar Cake meowed lazily and flicked his fluffy tail as a reply.
He will go to Fu Xiao later, and he specially prepared a gift for Fu Xiao.
The childrenâs eyes lit up, and they said: âSo cute ah.â âSo majestic ah.â
Little Sugar Cake, who didnât want to play with a group of children, turned over and watched the little fish swimming in the pool under the fountain.
For this banquet, the butler specially added some new species of fish to the pool. He has not eaten some of them yet, so he doesnât know how they taste ah.
Since he turned into a cat, his sense of taste has also changed, and the fish tastes sweet and crunchy.
Suddenly, Little Sugar Cake felt that his butt was touched.
Which little rascal?
Little Sugar Cake turned back quickly, and happened to see a fleshy little hand.
With sharp eyes and agile hands, Little Sugar Cakeâs paw quickly caught it. The owner of the fleshy little hand withdrew his hand with an ouch. When Little Sugar Cake looked up, he saw a little fatty about six or seven years old in a small suit, covering his hand, while looking at Little Sugar Cake with watery eyes.
Little Sugar Cake: â¦
Little Sugar Cake stood up, and with his fluffy fur, he looked like a big one now. His pair of jewel-like eyes also looked quite imposing. He stopped beside the little fatty, then stretched out his paw towards the little fatty, and nudged the little fattyâs hand, wanting to see if the little fatty was injured.
Although he didnât extend his claws, his strength was relatively strong, and it would be bad if he was injured.
The little fatty didnât stretch out his hand, but looked at Little Sugar Cake in fear.
Little Sugar Cake tilted his head in confusion, and then stretched out his furry paw again and nudged the little fatty.
The little fatty tremblingly took out a candy from his pocket, he shivered as he handed it to Little Sugar Cake and said with a choking voice in his mouth: âI, Iâll give it to you, donât hit me.â
Little Sugar Cake: â¦â¦
He looked at the candy and fell into suspicious silence.
Thatâs too much, what do he take him for?
Is he the kind of cat that grabs candy from kids?
However, this candy seems to be a limited edition abroad ah, and there are only few in the country ah.
The little fatty, who was ransacked by the white cat, was aggrieved and prepared to return to the group of children. But as soon as he took a step, he felt that the clothes behind him were being pulled by something.
The little fatty turned around with a sobbing face.
Sure enough, the white cat behind him caught his clothes.
He just couldnât resist touching it. He has already lost his candy, what else does this overbearing cat want to do?
The little fatty looked at the white cat.
The white cat put down its paws contentedly, and with a completely different attitude from just now, it walked up to him with unremarkable intimacy. It rubbed his palm, then patted the candy on the side, and titled its head and meowed softly at him.
Little fatty: â¦
Even if heâs only six or seven years old, the little fatty also perceived this catâs disgusting change of face.
The little fatty, who dared not speak out, thought hard for a long time, and said tentatively: âDo you want me to open it?â
The white cat meowed sweetly and pushed the candy over.
Under the gaze of the white long-haired cat, the little fatty tentatively opened the candy and handed it to the kitten.
After a while, the little fatty in a suit hugged the fluffy kitty with difficulty.
The kitty was lying in his arms, holding the candy in both paws, licking it with its pink tongue in the depths of happiness. Its fluffy tail swept the little fattyâs face affectionately from time to time.
Little Sugar Cake thought with peace of mind: For the sake of the little fatty who wanted to hold him so much, he would just accept his candy for his hard work, and kindly satisfy his wish.
Looking at the envious eyes of the children around him, the little fatty struggled to avoid the tail that the kitty in his arms occasionally slapped on his face. After sucking on its belly full of fat, he worked hard to lift the fat cat in his arms that refused to go, and let out a sorrowful smile.
This cat is fat and heavy oh.
He wanted to put it down so badly.
But he dared not, wuwu.
Halfway through the banquet.
Through the glass window of the hall, looking at Little Sugar Cake surrounded by children in the garden, Fu Xiao frowned worriedly.
Little Sugar Cake is good-tempered and doesnât know how to refuse. What if that group of children was not careful with their hands and hurt Little Sugar Cake? Not to mention the certain possibility of Little Sugar Cake being bullied by children.
He was just about to walk over.
When the butler ran over in a hurry, with profound dark expression and said: âThere is news from the sanatorium, Madam Song is critically ill and may not be able to survive today.â
Madam Song is Fu Xiaoâs grandmother, and Fu Xiao had to go to see her one last time no matter what.