“I heard from Butler Wang that you were wandering the hallway in the middle of the night yesterday instead of sleeping. What were you doing?”
During breakfast, Madam Ji looked at her son with disdain, noticing the faint dark circles under his eyes. The more she looked, the more something seemed off.
She had phrased it quite tactfully.
The butler’s exact words were: “The young master behaved strangely, standing outside Mi Su’s room all night, seemingly wanting to enter but unable to find a reason.”
Deeply disturbing to contemplate, and superficially frightening too.
A mouthful of coffee made Ji Yanxing cough and frown. Luckily, the spoiled brat wasn’t here now, or he’d get the wrong idea again.
“I was just… working.”
Working in the hallway outside his unmarried, delicate omega’s bedroom at dawn?
The excuse didn’t hold water, but Ji Yanxing’s mouth was harder than diamond. He absolutely refused to admit he was worried Mi Su couldn’t sleep alone.
“Ungrateful son!” Chairman Ji had just attended a lecture by a master from Xing Shan Temple two days ago. Now, bathed in holy light, he struck a pose as if to subdue a lust demon. “You know perfectly well what ‘work’ you wanted to do!”
Ji Yanxing: “…”
Chairman Ji spoke sternly and harshly: “I’m not against young people being open-minded, but we are a respectable family. We absolutely cannot act like an impatient, lustful fiend. One must understand mutual respect and affection.”
“Exactly. Even if the other person doesn’t agree, you can’t stand outside their door all night,” Madam Ji sighed. “Isn’t that just… pressuring them? How terrifying.”
Just then, Mi Su yawned and came downstairs. The adults naturally changed the topic.
Chairman Ji threw his disappointing son a chance to redeem himself: “You should accompany Susu back to his family home tomorrow. Get to know each other better.”
Unexpectedly, Ji Yanxing wasn’t pleased again.
“I’m not going.” He dropped these cold, hard words, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and stood up to leave.
Chairman Ji abruptly stood up, furious: “Wiping your mouth and leaving right after eating! I, Ji Wenyuan, have lived an upright life my whole life. How did I end up raising such a lust demon!”
Mi Su didn’t understand, but his clear, bright eyes darted back and forth between the father and son, as if watching two big dogs fighting. He instantly got fired up.
The kitty decisively joined the battle, echoing angrily like a parrot: “Lust demon!!”
Ji Yanxing, with his dark circles: “.”
Half an hour later, the beautifully dressed omega followed the “lust demon” to the newly opened Ji family art gallery.
The yet-to-open art gallery combined a book fair and an art exhibition.
Specially hired top foreign designers had created an overall palette of black, white, gray, and walnut, full of ambience. With a sufficient budget, even the floor lights were connected to wireless surveillance cameras.
The entourage fawned over their top boss, Ji Yanxing, introducing everything nonstop.
But the alpha’s eyes never left the omega: “Didn’t you study design too? What do you think?”
The venue was brand new and spacious, leather shoes echoing hollowly in the corridors.
Mi Su was captivated, saying sincerely, “This place is really good.”
“Hmm?” The cold-eyed alpha’s expression shifted slightly, thinking he had given the spoiled brat some design inspiration. “What’s good about it?”
Unfinished students often have a bit more unruly spirit and less artificial craftsmanship compared to designers who have weathered society.
Under the expectant gazes of the entire team and Ji Yanxing, Mi Su looked up. His pale, slender little hand gestured in the air a few times.
It was as if he were encompassing the entire art gallery within his fingers, his manner quite professional. He put on a serious face and critiqued—
“It’s very big. You can run around in it.”
“The little fish painting is yellow. Pretty.”
Ji Yanxing: “…”
The others: “…”
Some sycophant was the first to fake a smile and start clapping: “Excellent, excellent! Well said, young madam! The great truth is profoundly simple!”
Mi Su proudly lifted his little chin.
If he could revert to his original form and do parkour here…
How delightful, how wonderful, how meow-gical!
After touring several main exhibition halls, Mi Su’s calves were sore and tired. But Ji Yanxing was still talking with the main person in charge. The omega tugged on his sleeve and shook it, his voice sticky and whiny with a hint of playful defiance.
“I need to peepee. Husband… come with me to peepee!”
Ji Yanxing choked a little, half-joking, half-scolding: “Go by yourself. How old are you? Do I need to hold the potty for you?”
Being young is so clingy.
The person in charge quickly said, “Should I have someone escort the young madam?”
Before the alpha could answer, the listless omega shook his head first, whispering that he could find it himself. The back of his solitary departure was drooping and dejected, like a pitiful child scolded by a parent.
Ji Yanxing’s heart softened a bit, but he turned his head and said, “Continue.”
·
As soon as Mi Su turned the corridor corner, he lifted his face. His small, fair face, glowing almost translucent, showed none of the earlier pitifulness. Instead, it reflected a gleam of pure mischief.
Soon, this mischievous gleam landed in the eyes of a palm-sized little kitten.
“Meow.”
Hehehe.
Finally, I can play to my heart’s content!
His whiskers quivered with excitement. The kitten needed only a second for a running start, propelling himself out like a launched ball, thundering and rampaging through the venue with wild joy.
Like a little spring, he jumped up from time to time, twisting his chubby little body mid-air to playfully catch the tip of his tail!
Phew… Puff…
The energetic little one played so wildly that in the end, he was panting like a puppy, tongue out, sprawled on the floor with his belly rising and falling.
This place is too much fun. The cat wants to bring his good friends here.
But this territory is Ji Yanxing’s.
The cat pondered for a moment, stood up, and lazily dragged his little paws as he walked, like a loafer not walking properly. The front of his little black gloves was coated with a layer of dust.
Sea Urchin Prince, I’m sorry, meow.
The cat walked under his beloved little yellow fish oil painting, faced the base of the wall, and lifted his meaty, wobbly little chicken leg.
Succession battles among heirs have always been like this.
The cat’s eyes were firm and ruthless. If you must blame someone, blame that I peed faster than you!
Open the floodgates—
“Splash splash splash…!”
The cat marked an art gallery.
·
Actually, three seconds after rejecting the spoiled brat, Ji Yanxing regretted it.
Accompanying him to the restroom would only take a few minutes, and besides, he was his nominal fiancée.
After finalizing the follow-up matters with the person in charge, he saw a staff member running over: “Sorry, manager! Sorry, Mr. Ji! All the restrooms in the gallery are under maintenance. It seems there was an issue since the renovation. What do you think…”
Ji Yanxing’s expression changed: “Since when has the maintenance been going on?”
The person replied, “Since 7 a.m.”
Before the words even finished, the alpha hurriedly left.
The quiet venue echoed only with Ji Yanxing’s rapid footsteps. He searched for a long time but couldn’t find Mi Su anywhere. His face grew increasingly grim.
Until he passed by a wall base with a small puddle.
“…”
So out of place in the elegant art gallery.
Mi Su spotted the alpha’s tall figure from afar, intimidating and fierce.
He didn’t expect the territory war to start so soon. Anxiously wrinkling his little brows, he turned a corner and ran. But the human body wasn’t as light and agile as a cat’s. Mi Su soon realized something was wrong!
—Sea Urchin Prince is chasing me! He’s gone mad!
Ji Yanxing’s iron-faced figure drew closer and closer. Mi Su was terrified.
A severe beating seemed unavoidable. No way, he’d have to turn back into a little kitten and fight him, wuwu!
His wrist was suddenly grabbed. Mi Su screamed in panic: “It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me! What does it have to do with me, Mi Su, if a little kitten peed?!”
The next second, a broad, warm embrace encircled him from behind, arms firmly locking the petite omega into his chest.
Woody pheromones enveloped him, thick with comforting intent.
“Mmph…” The scent made Mi Su’s legs go weak; he almost couldn’t stand, offering a soft, feeble resistance. “Don’t.”
But Ji Yanxing just held him, his arms tightening again and again, his voice trembling imperceptibly with guilt.
He said, “I’m sorry. I embarrassed you.”
Mi Su was baffled as he was escorted back to the car. Watching Ji Yanxing turn and leave, he scratched his head, perplexed. Sometimes humans are just as inscrutable as cats.
The alpha rushed to the gallery’s central monitoring room at top speed, coldly ordering everyone out.
He sat in front of the screens, searching for playback footage from the painting exhibition area.
Kids like Mi Su, who grew up being doted on, had extremely strong self-esteem. He absolutely could not let anyone see him in an undignified state.
Ji Yanxing pinpointed a time period and quickly found it.
The smart camera connected to the floor lamp had a very low angle. Just thinking about seeing his fiancé unbuckling his belt, his little face flushed with embarrassment, made the alpha’s mouth go dry at an inopportune moment, though his expression grew even more tense.
The expected scene of a fragile, proud little face looking down did not appear.
Instead, a pair of fluffy little black paws walked into the camera frame. A plump little cat face curiously sniffed around everywhere. Its damp, pink nose bumped against the lens, making a little motorbike sound.
Ji Yanxing: “?”
The little kitten suddenly turned around, raised its little leg, and a pair of little bells beneath the white fine fluff were boldly displayed right in front of the camera.
“…?”
“Splash splash splash…”
Ji Yanxing propped his chin on his hand, covering his mouth, his expression profound.
Good news: his fiancé wasn’t driven to the point of wetting his pants.
Bad news: an art gallery had been invaded by a naughty cat who peed wherever it pleased.
It seemed he had misunderstood Mi Su. Ji Yanxing returned to the car with a sigh of relief and quickly started the engine to take him home. For some reason, he proactively offered, “I’ll accompany you back to the Mi family tomorrow.”
Mi Su, who had been relaxed in his seat, immediately sat bolt upright!
“No, I don’t want you to come!” The omega’s reaction was intense and resolute.
The man’s thin lips moved, but ultimately, he said nothing. He had refused so bluntly at the dining table earlier in the day. Who would have thought he’d now have the audacity to offer to accompany the other person?
Mr. Ji knew this was what they called “chasing a wife into the crematorium.”
It wasn’t that Mi Su particularly disliked Ji Yanxing; he genuinely had plans for the next day.
“Boss, there are so many humans here… we’re scared to go in.”
Looking at the bustling restaurant, Big Orange huddled pitifully.
Three large, fluffy cats squeezed together like a row of giant bread loaves, several pairs of dirty little paws shuffling nervously on the ground.
Little Mi Su flicked his tail: “Don’t be afraid. I checked specially; this restaurant is pet-friendly.”
A little coin purse hung around the cat’s neck—a tiny accessory for humans, but for the little mixed-breed kitten, it was not only large but also kept tripping him up.
The little guy just strode ahead with a swaggering gait, one step deep, one step shallow, leading the three timid, plump cats into the human restaurant.
A waiter carrying plates stared, dumbfounded.
Customers coming in for a meal also looked at the sign in self-doubt, scratching their heads: “Didn’t get the wrong place, did we?”
Four cats, one small and three large.
They neatly took a table for four, fitting it perfectly.
A waiter came over with menus. Under little Mi Su’s assured and steady aura, he couldn’t bring himself to shoo them away. Hesitantly, he asked, “You… you came here by yourselves? Would you like to order?”
The smallest cat meowed, pulled a limited-edition black card from the coin purse on its chest, and slapped it onto the table with full authority.
“Meow meow meow, meow meow meow!”
—Bring all the delicious food to me!