The carefree Fang Zhiyi was packed off to work at one of his family's branch companies.
Everyone at the company bowed and scraped before him, but Young Master Fang couldn't care less.
He had just turned down an invitation from a rising star in the entertainment industry when his phone pinged on the desk: [Come to my office.]
His beautiful new boss sipped her coffee, her icy gaze cold enough to freeze him into a statue. “You’re working overtime tonight.”
“?”
At least he got lucky that night and found a short-legged little cat.
Sweet, soft, beautiful, and clingy, the cat made Fang Zhiyi’s life a daily delight once he brought it home.
But later, Fang Zhiyi realized that the kitten wasn’t as obedient as it seemed. It was fussy about cleanliness, petty, vengeful, and prone to running away at the drop of a hat.
So Fang Zhiyi gave up his nights of wine, women, and revelry.
His friends were unhappy with him. “Huh? Who’s at home, anyway?”
Fang Zhiyi only smiled without answering.
One night, the kitten suddenly transformed in his arms into a stunning beauty with dark hair and captivating eyes.
Yu Ciwan’s heart pounded like a drum. Lying on top of him, she asked with feigned calm, “Are you really going out tonight?”
“Didn’t you say you loved cats more than anything?”
Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow and asked back with an amused smile.
“But I haven’t been out in two months.”
“How are you going to make it up to me?”
Yu Ciwan had two things happen to her.
The person she had fallen for as a girl was only a floor away from her.
One night, he took her home.
It's good-looking and good-looking. ᔦ ° ꒳ ° ᔨ ̖́-. Duhao, who came here last time, is good-looking. Uh-huh~ I mean, does the author still write more? ᗜⰙᗜ