Much later, the little cat twisted its round bottom and gave a vigorous shake—
Thump!
The corn cob, mangled by tiny sharp teeth, landed in the porcelain plate, joining several other haphazardly discarded cobs lying stiffly together.
“Burp!”
So full, the cat is so full.
The little body that was merely plump before now felt much more solid, having completed the qualitative transformation from a cream puff to a big, fluffy Chinese steamed bun.
The little furball succumbed to a food coma, eyes blinking sleepily, shaking its little head trying to stay alert!
The pure black little paws, like several separate AirPods each going their own way, stumbled and staggered along, occasionally tripping over each other.
No good, really can’t stay awake anymore, meow…
With a plop, the cat collapsed in a sunny corner, rolling onto its round, fragrant, fluffy belly, and immediately lost consciousness, falling into a deep, snoring sleep.
The little pink tongue tip was forgotten again and didn’t retract.
Actually, not long after being weaned, the kitten was driven out of its mother’s territory by her.
Even though, at the time, the kitten hadn’t yet learned how to hunt.
From then on, living alone, enduring harsh weather, hunger, predators, and oppression—it all became the responsibility of an independent cat, unrelated to its parents.
But…
Being able to eat one’s fill is truly wonderful, meow.
Mom, you must be very proud of your cat too, right?
In the bustling, glamorous banquet filled with perfumed scents and elegant attire, no one noticed whether there was a cat in the corner of the balcony whose sleeping posture was 100% similar to a small broad bean.
Upon waking, the cat’s energy surged. It immediately raised its tail and, purring contentedly, shredded the expensive large curtains into tatters.
Only when the bottom of the curtain hung in tassel-like strands did the cat shake itself and perform a fierce tiger stretch from front to back—
Downward dog pose with butt in the air to improve meow-meow leg shape!
Lion pose to flatten the belly—even a little pig can get slimmer with practice!
After completing the simple body management routine, the cat strutted proudly towards the stairs.
The small cat shadow on the wall suddenly shifted, and the delicate, beautiful youth returned to the banquet hall.
Mi Su looked composed, adjusting his cuffs, thinking to himself that banquets were actually centralized human feeding spots—quite good indeed, he’d come again next time.
“Junior, so you’re here?” someone suddenly called out to him.
Turning, a lavishly dressed, flamboyant omega approached Mi Su, followed by two henchmen.
Mi Su, being the Grassland Meow King, naturally focused his gaze on the “alpha” of the pack who was on his level.
Seeing Mi Su unresponsive, the person’s expression changed. The lackey behind him, understanding the cue, immediately said, “The young master has such a short memory. Our brother Xiao Yu is your senior from the same university and department. Aren’t you going to say hello?”
Mi Su remembered.
The original host was a junior in C University’s Jewelry Design Department. But cats don’t have so many hierarchical rules; whoever is stronger is the boss.
So he asked sincerely, “Are you really that impressive?”
“!?”
Xiao Yu was so angry his colored contacts almost popped out: “Mi Su, are you this arrogant just after getting engaged to A-Xing? You know yours is a business marriage alliance, right? What’s so great about a marriage in name only?”
He sneered, pointing at himself—
“I am A-Xing’s one and only white moonlight.”
Mi Su tilted his head: “Acting cute? Let me try too.”
With a swish, he raised his left hand to point at himself, then raised his right hand to point at himself. His delicate, pretty face was full of innocence, imitating with utmost seriousness.
The more he did this, the higher the taunt power.
“…”
This utterly shameless bad omega!
Xiao Yu’s face turned pale with anger, repeating, “Did, did you hear me! I am the white moonlight!”
Mi Su: “What’s a louver tank?”
Xiao Yu went mad with rage: “White moonlight, white moonlight!”
Seeing that Xiao Yu was clearly no match for Mi Su, the two little lackeys stepped forward.
“Our Brother Xiao Yu has been accompanying President Ji since middle school! Even if he was just sitting in the audience with the whole fan club, he never missed a single event!”
“That’s right! Even though he started calling himself the white moonlight after picking up a basketball for him once, their affection is as strong as gold!”
“Also, even though they’ve had no contact since graduating middle school, Brother Xiao Yu stalks President Ji’s Instagram every day!”
“Exactly! Even though he follows over a thousand shirtless male alpha influencers at the same time, no one can surpass President Ji’s status!”
“Furthermore, even though he’s not as good-looking as you, Brother Xiao Yu spent three hours on his makeup today and his resolve is unwavering!”
Mi Su nodded very politely: “Oh, oh!”
Xiao Yu: “…”
Get lost, all of you!
Every one of his fingers was adorned with a large diamond ring, sparkling brilliantly. He waved his hand, gritting his teeth: “So, a marriage alliance means nothing, understand?”
What a forced conclusion.
Cats love to chase light and shadows; the little overlord cat of the grasslands enjoys adorning himself. His attention instantly focused on the gemstone rings, and he praised sincerely: “Wow!!”
Xiao Yu’s expression instantly brightened with pride as he wiggled a pigeon-blood ruby ring.
“See this? A-Xing bid on these multi-million dollar jewels for me. Do you have any?”
The lackey loudly added: “Even though President Ji just glanced at them, Brother Xiao Yu took a picture and fantasized that President Ji gifted them—” Before he could finish, an enraged Xiao Yu slapped him away.
The commotion here attracted a lot of attention.
The Mi Long Real Estate family was influential, and many were familiar with the original host’s face. It was also said that the young Master Mi was delicate, tearful, and couldn’t bear the slightest grievance.
Everyone waited for a good show.
Sure enough, the strikingly beautiful little omega seemed to process things for three seconds, then his eyes instantly welled up with tears—damp, delicate, and utterly pitiable.
“Ying wu…”
The next second, a small hand unexpectedly shot out: “Give it to me!”
His fierce expression made the crowd pause. Mi Su, whose acting skills weren’t quite perfect yet, pouted and made the pitiful sound again: “Ying wu—”
·
“They’re fighting, those rich people are fighting!”
“It’s a pretty omega too, crying like that… tsk tsk, heartbreaking!”
Several waiters, faces excited, hurried towards another hall. Ji Yanxing, who was discussing a project with someone, had a bad premonition. He strode out with purpose.
The alpha was anxious and worried.
He knew Mi Su was timid and delicate, how could he have let such a fragile little thing wander around the venue alone!
If anything happened to Mi Su…
Cold sweat beaded on Ji Yanxing’s pale forehead. As he rushed over with long strides, the center of the conflict was surrounded by a dense crowd. He apologized repeatedly, pushing his way through.
His heart pounded wildly, not daring to imagine that pitiful little face covered in scratches and tears—
Ji Yanxing froze.
“Ying wu, ying wu, ying wu!”
The omega he imagined crying pitifully was indeed making crying sounds, but it was all thunder with no rain. With each ‘ying’, he plucked a ring right off the fingers of the prone Xiao Yu!
Until the pigeon-blood ruby and other treasured rings were neatly arranged on all ten of his own fingers.
Only then did Mi Su stand up. His dazzlingly bedecked fingers pressed against his soft lips, eyes brimming with tears, completely immersed in the artistic world of a cat.
His voice trembled dramatically—
“Crying like this… is it cute?”
Ji Yanxing: O.o?
Crowd: o.O?
Xiao Yu, beaten down and unable to get up: X.X???
Mi Su blinked, feeling it wasn’t enough. His eyes should be opened wider, cuter, more vulnerable.
Just as he was about to practice, he noticed Ji Yanxing with his complicated expression: “Husband, you’re here?”
The little evil imp pointed at the half-unconscious person on the ground, speaking softly and coquettishly: “He was making a big fuss, I just… just coaxed him to sleep… wuwu…”
Ji Yanxing: “.”
Can one coax someone to sleep to that extent with bare hands?
Impressive.
He’d tell his mother when he got home that their family was about to produce a world-class boxing champion.
Ji Yanxing told Mi Su that if he liked jewelry, they had plenty at home. He very civilly placed the ten rings on the back of Xiao Yu’s head, then grabbed Mi Su to leave. However, Xiao Yu clung to his trouser leg.
“You… you two have to give me an explanation…”
Ji Yanxing frowned, leaving one of his assistant’s business cards. “If you’re sick, go get treatment. I’m not a doctor.”
Besides.
If this person hadn’t provoked Mi Su, how could such a delicate and weak omega have taken action?
The car drove away from the venue.
Mi Su quickly detached himself from the banquet atmosphere, focusing intently on the scenery, his big eyes darting around.
The human world was so interesting, so lively.
He had been at the Ji household for a few days now; it was time to explore a wider territory.
Ji Yanxing asked with some hesitation, “…Have you… studied boxing?”
Mi Su turned to look at him, his palm-sized, fair face full of innocent confusion. “Boxing?”
Humans are so strange.
They like to give names to everything.
In that sense, maybe he had self-taught cat-style boxing.
“Forget it.” Ji Yanxing closed his eyes briefly, sensing this little fellow was somewhat different from the rumors. He might be the type to cry while beating people up—a teary little tough guy. He opened his eyes. “Let’s set some ground rules.”
Mi Su: “Oh?”
Ji Yanxing: “First, no sudden shouting or screaming. Second, no sudden intimate gestures in front of elders. Third, don’t start fights. Only fight back if the other person attacks first, and you must inform me immediately.”
“Mi Su, did you hear me?”
Ji Yanxing kept pressing, so Mi Su had no choice but to nod.
Ever since the Sea Urchin Prince started speaking to him in imperative sentences, the cat stopped listening.
The ground rules slid over the cat’s smooth brain like jelly, leaving no trace.
After dropping Mi Su off at home, Ji Yanxing still had to go to the company to handle work. Unexpectedly, the omega trotted out after him. The man raised an eyebrow, thinking he was really clingy.
“I’ll be back tonight. Stay at home.”
Mi Su had no choice but to return to his room, sighing. “Letting a follower little brother go out hunting alone, I’m not a good big brother.”
In the blink of an eye, a round, evil little kitten suddenly appeared, baring its tiny sharp teeth.
“Hehe, being bad is pretty cute too!”
·
Mi Su had been quite satisfied with Ji Yanxing initially. After all, the human had earnestly promised to protect him during the day. But by nightfall, the human had changed his tune.
When Mi Su asked him to stand guard by the bed, the alpha refused as if facing a great enemy!
When asked to stand guard outside the bedroom door, the alpha’s handsome face turned pale with anger and he just walked away!
By the time Ji Yanxing left for work the next day, Mi Su was still fuming. He transformed back into a cat and ventured out onto the streets alone, planning to expand his territory and recruit followers.
—A useless person who couldn’t even stand guard duty outside the cat’s door was not worth keeping!
Unexpectedly, the cat actually encountered followers who came knocking.
Three huge, truck-sized fat cats sat neatly beside a popcorn stall, occasionally scrambling for the popcorn kernels the old vendor dropped on the ground.
The chubby orange cat on the end noticed Mi Su’s powerful aura and immediately flattened its ears into airplane mode.
“My meow!”
“It’s… it’s the one who stole our cat food last time… oh no no, the big brother who ate our cat food last time!”
The orange-and-white cat and the black-and-white cat widened their eyes in alarm, hastily taking a step back to make room for the little cat.
The little creature, small as a kitten, strode over proudly and took the most superior position. He picked up a fallen popcorn kernel with his mouth and chewed it.
“Hmph, not bad. It tastes like corn, which I like.”
The fat cats licked their lips in greed, their little pink tongues flicking out one after another, making smacking sounds.
The big orange cat tentatively asked: “Big Brother, which street do you operate on? Can you guide us little brothers?”
The little cat shook its whiskers with pride, its tail standing straight up: “I’m not a local cat. I used to roam the grasslands, the kind with lions and elephants, you know?”
The truck-sized trio was awestruck.
The orange-and-white cat said: “Incredible, meow!”
“Since ancient times, heroes emerge among small cats!” the black-and-white cat chimed in. “Big Brother looks just like a kiwi fruit with four thick french fries stuck in it—that’s very expensive food. Big Brother is too awesome!”
Little Mi Su praised: “You are quite cultured.”
The black-and-white cat blushed shyly, submitting: “I know a few words.”
Flattered and floating with pride, the little cat felt like he had met his three little brothers too late and decided on the spot to get more popcorn to eat.
The stall was doing booming business, crowded with people, but only one bespectacled old man was busy working, vigorously shaking the old-fashioned stove.
The cat noticed there were many unpopped kernels in the rubber sleeve tube. He said, “Watch this.”
The three truck-sized cats watched as their Big Brother whooshed into the sleeve, their necks all stretching long.
Little Mi Su bit and scratched, taking as much as he could, unaware of what was to come. Until the old man finished this batch, aimed the stove at the long sleeve, and—BANG!
A mushroom cloud of popcorn and… cat scent rose into the air!
The old man shook the fresh popcorn out of the sleeve. Customers gathered to buy some but suddenly cried out in terror: “The p-p-popcorn has come to life!”
The old man, his old eyes blurred, said: “Huh?”
He brought his whole face close to the sleeve. The popcorn pile wriggled a bit, and with a meow, a frightened cat head popped out! Both the old man and the cat were stunned!
Little Mi Su panicked and escaped. His cat ears were ringing.
“My meow meow meow!”
“Big Brother, are you okay!? Why are you all black and… curly-haired now?!”
The cat dazedly licked its curly little body: “I’m fine, not dead.”
With customers urging him on, the old man decisively decided to bag that batch of popcorn in a sack, placed it by the roadside for stray cats and dogs, then turned back to his stall to continue working.
The cat, sporting the trendy hairstyle that got blown out by the popcorn vendor, staggered a step but steadied himself.
He urged them on: “Eat up, you guys.”
The big fat cats swarmed over, crunching crunch crunch away deliciously: “Big Brother, you’re amazing, just drilled right in like that! What’s it like inside? It was so loud we didn’t dare get close!”
The little Tiramisu-colored cat had instantly transformed into a black-faced Siamese on the spot, utterly collapsing inside.
… Loud.
Loud and you didn’t say anything sooner!?
But on the surface, he maintained the grasslands big brother demeanor. After all, the cat’s self-perception even surpassed that of a lion.
“Heh, the view inside is quite good, meow. But you guys better not try it, you’ll be fine. Only the strong are worthy of this hairstyle, you know.”
The cats had a very pleasant chat, bumping noses and exchanged business cards.
After a cool, aloof farewell to his three little brothers, little Mi Su turned around, teary-eyed, and sprinted home as fast as his legs could carry him, his curly whiskers flying in the wind—
Meowuwu! QAQ
The cat doesn’t want a poodle-style perm!
No! No! Meow!!!