The Obedient Cat Training Class, living up to its name.
It torments cheerful owners into depression, drives depressed owners insane, shreds all the furniture but refuses to admit it, and lines up to beat up the old, middle-aged, and young.
The mischievous cats gather in one place.
Nearby, a human’s wailing could be heard. A large orange cat, who had been stabbed in the back, paused and turned its head to look.
“Hua Hua, Mommy will pick you up tonight. Be good inside, don’t hold a grudge against me, wuwuwu—!”
The fluffy calico cat, as indifferent as a meat floss cake, with a pregnant belly whose father was unknown, swatted away its owner’s hat with a “slap,” revealing a proud expression that seemed to say, “Stop talking nonsense, what’s for dinner tonight?”
The path to the entrance was filled with the sound of chaos and the screams of the staff.
Oh my God.
Leon sighed, realizing that hell was hidden in the Federation’s little training class.
It’s worth mentioning that even though these devilish cats seemed to be produced on an assembly line, their owners never abandoned them.
Instead, they spared no expense to send them to a formal pet training institution.
From this, one could conclude—
Xiao Yu really loves him.
If he were to return to Russia for a match in the future, who knows how much the omega would cry.
He might cling to his neck, sobbing and acting spoiled, refusing to let him go, or sneak into his suitcase when he’s not paying attention, crying and insisting on going with him.
Leon felt a bit helpless now.
A sweet feeling seeped into his heart.
The cold big bread cat’s mouth suddenly curled up, its tail tip wagging joyfully, as it jumped down from the teacher’s sweaty arms and stepped over the threshold.
“Meow—!!”
A tiger’s roar silenced the cats.
The training class experienced an unprecedented quiet morning, and the staff, who usually looked like they had been bombed, finally looked somewhat human today.
They were all grateful to the newly crowned king of the mischievous cats, Little Friend Ao Run Zhi.
What surprised them even more was that the coconut bread-faced cat looked fierce but was highly cooperative.
It often showed a cold expression as if playing with fools, overlooking all beings, making the teachers a bit nervous.
Ding.
A message notification.
In the celebrity dressing room, Xiao Yu opened the teacher’s chat box, and the rainbow farts in it improved the omega’s mood, who was about to attend a high school reunion.
The makeup artist noticed his displeasure and teased.
“Who dared to upset Little Xiao? Let me help you vent.”
“Ah, who doesn’t have a few classmates who deserve a slap?” Xiao Yu smiled bitterly, “If my little cat hadn’t upset me yesterday, I’d really want to take him with me.”
At this moment, it was lunchtime at the Obedient Cat Training Class—
“Oh my, Orange is so sensible!” The teachers exclaimed repeatedly, accepting the bowl of Fresh Taro Fairy dessert pushed over by the large orange cat.
The cafeteria provided meals for them, and the food was good, with dessert after every meal.
Usually, they would get it themselves, but today there was an extra little server.
The golden, fluffy big round ball busily served everyone bowl after bowl.
No one could bear to refuse the sensible little cat, and their bellies were round and full, with the carbon-induced dizziness hitting harder than usual, and snores echoed throughout the classroom.
The last teacher struggling to keep their eyes open also fell with a thud, surrendering to the four white bean paste cat paws.
The big bread cat looked down at him.
It glanced at the extra tapioca in the dessert bowl and sneered, knowing it was enough to keep them asleep for over three hours.
Leon hid the tracking collar in the cabinet and squeezed out through the back door fence like cream.
There was some distance to the place he wanted to go.
The cat calmly took the bus to the CBD mall from last time, and when getting off, it held a black card in its slightly tense mouth.
What a coincidence.
The room next to Xiao Yu’s was the suite he had long rented. Before going out to find him last night, Leon had already gone back to change clothes and put the black card in his pocket.
As an alpha, having no money was truly inconvenient, and he could only give the omega he liked cat litter shaped like roses.
It was embarrassing and unmanly.
The cold, tall young man pulled up a black mask and headed straight to the clothing store from before, quickly explaining that his cat had been naughty and took some items from here a few days ago, and he was willing to pay three times the price.
The alpha’s cold aura, emerald eyes piercing, was utterly sincere.
The staff, dizzy and confused, called the manager, who came angrily, almost unable to tell the difference between a mannequin and the alpha.
Who said beauty can’t be eaten?
Being good-looking can practically fill you up.
The manager started to haggle, smiling and asking if he had any interest in modeling.
Leon didn’t like their monkey-like gaze, so he pretended to have limited English vocabulary, paid coldly, and left.
He stopped at the entrance of a suit store.
He called his agent, his voice cold and deep: “It’s me.”
“Leon!?” Hearn was excited, “You got your phone back!”
“Why did Mr. Xiao say you were dead? You two really got together, didn’t you? My God, what are you doing behind my back! S or M? No matter how stressed you are, you must know your limits, don’t forget you’re a professional athlete!”
The alpha pinched his brow, responding with a hum.
He had just turned on his phone last night, and messages erupted like a volcano. Thinking about Xiao Yu, he hadn’t checked them and didn’t plan to now.
His brows lowered, anxiously asking, “How’s the thing I asked you to arrange?”
“Don’t worry, it’s progressing. I’m packing my bags to return to Russia.”
“Don’t go back yet; there’s something more important right now.”
A refined two-story mansion sat in the wealthy district, once the residence of a modern-day celebrity, later renovated by his business descendants into a high-end reservation-only restaurant.
A blend of East and West, every brick and tile had its own charm.
Classmates with tight budgets were uneasy, secretly searching how to hold knives and forks, their brows furrowed.
A short-haired omega, outgoing and enthusiastic, noticed and loudly called for the waiter to bring chopsticks.
To the plain-looking alpha boyfriend beside her, she said:
“Look at him, we used to sneak spicy strips in class together, and now he’s so shy! Doesn’t treat me as a friend anymore? No one is allowed to use knives and forks, everyone use chopsticks!”
With such a shout, the classmate became even more uneasy, his face turning beet red.
Eating in such a place, Xiao Yu didn’t need to think to know whose idea this was.
He snorted coldly, taking a sip of water.
The omega, exuding a faint citrus scent, was poised and noble, more dazzling and captivating than in his youthful high school days.
Zhao Shan had long noticed that the focus of the room wasn’t actually on her.
Her expression tightened for half a second, then she immediately blossomed into a warm smile, looking at the transparent liquid in his wine glass: “Xiao Yu, did you order white wine?”
Xiao Yu didn’t even lift his eyes: “Sprite.”
“…”
This little fox spirit didn’t give him any room to play!
Zhao Shan gritted her teeth.
From the first day of high school, the two of them didn’t get along.
Xiao Yu couldn’t keep up with his studies, always ranking last, while Zhao Shan was second to last, and he delighted in competing with Xiao Yu.
Until one time, Xiao Yu performed exceptionally well and ranked second to last.
Zhao Shan couldn’t take it, went to the teacher to stage a real-name report, and reported each test paper one by one, only to be scolded by the teacher, who said there was nothing worth comparing between the two.
When Xiao Yu found out, he was furious and ended up pulling hair with him on the playground, drawing the whole school’s attention.
His pheromone inhibitor patch accidentally got pulled off.
The person choked on it and started calling him a little fox spirit, saying his pheromones were so strong.
Xiao Yu slapped him twice, showing him why the flowers were so red.
But from that moment on, the pretty young master’s gland defect became an open secret in the school. Although he received a lot of sympathy votes, the harassment also increased.
Thinking about it, Xiao Yu felt this person was asking for a slap.
In the blink of an eye, they were almost graduating from college, and the things they competed over had changed.
“Xiao Yu, you’re so pretty, why haven’t you found someone yet?”
Halfway through the meal, Zhao Shan finally found an opportunity, linking arms with the alpha beside her, who looked like a bullfrog, “It’s hard to find a partner when you’re older. My husband’s good brother is nice, want me to introduce him to you?”
Xiao Yu lifted his lashes to glance at her partner.
All muscle, trained to look dumb.
In his opinion, he’d rather have that perverted Russian.
“I don’t like eating bullfrogs.”
After saying that, the omega couldn’t help but cover his mouth and laugh softly, his thin fragrant shoulders shaking under the soft fabric.
Even if he didn’t know why the pretty young master was laughing, the alpha was still swayed, his face flushed as he said to Zhao Shan, “Baby, how come I didn’t know you had such a good-looking classmate?”
Zhao Shan’s face turned green with anger.
“Are you stupid? Didn’t you hear him insult you!”
Boyfriend: “So what if he insulted me, we’re classmates, just joking around.”
Realizing she was talking to a brick wall, Zhao Shan’s face turned even greener, and she had no choice but to target Xiao Yu, who could understand human language.
“You’re too picky, that’s why you’ve never been in a relationship. Don’t always have your eyes set too high, we’re not kids anymore, you’re not a princess, why always fantasize about marrying a prince?”
“Your own gland defect, sigh, it’s hard for any alpha to accept you…”
Xiao Yu’s genuine smile froze at the corners of his mouth, unable to move, his hand gripping the knife and fork suddenly tightened!
The room fell silent.
The atmosphere was tense, and the other classmates felt awkward.
Just as the omega was contemplating what position he could use to fly off the table and kick Zhao Shan’s hyaluronic acid face, Zhao Shan also froze for a moment, exclaiming, “Whoa!”
The classmates followed his gaze to look outside the window.
Xiao Yu looked too.
They were seated by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, with a great view. A black Rolls-Royce parked steadily in the courtyard, and a beta respectfully opened the passenger door.
A shiny red-bottomed black leather shoe stepped onto the ground.
The moment the alpha stepped out, Xiao Yu heard the classmates collectively gasp, and Zhao Shan even hiccuped, her face pressed against the glass.
“Which country is he from… whoa…”
The Slavic face hit the Federation’s aesthetic right on the mark.
The cold alpha was young and tall, with deep, wild eyes, light chestnut hair slicked back, wearing a dignified and meticulous silver-gray suit, his strong body exuding a sense of power.
The whole person radiated an icy, unattainable aura.
Yet he held a bouquet of passionately blooming Freud roses, the velvety berry pink intense and beautiful.
Xiao Yu recognized who he was, his eyes widening in shock.
The alpha downstairs looked up, meeting his gaze perfectly.
The classmates, along with Zhao Shan, who had long forgotten her boyfriend, screamed.
“He’s looking over here—!”
“Does he know someone? Whose friend is so handsome!”
The Slavic youth placed two fingers on his lips for a second, sending a bold yet not frivolous air kiss upstairs. His thin lips moved, and everyone saw him say in Chinese:
—Xiao, Yu, Ge, Ge.
Author’s Note:
Here it comes! [Dog head]