“Host! The scumbag is bleeding as he runs through the rain for you, and his affection level is through the roof! Shouldn't you show him the goodness of humanity?” System 007 cried in anguish.
Qi Miaomiao lazily licked her paw, nestled coquettishly in the arms of the powerful younger uncle of the capital's most influential young heir.
“Meow? But Uncle's arms are much warmer. 007, have you redeemed my premium deep-sea cod cans yet?”
A nine-lived spirit cat, she bound herself to a quick transmigration System and set out to torment scumbags. Her strategy was simple: “Act devoted and patient on the surface, while secretly racking up regret points to trade for cat treats.”
When the scumbags finally realized how carelessly they'd trampled her sincere feelings and came begging for another chance, red-eyed and desperate, she simply faked her death and left them with a parting glimpse that made their hearts ache.
But Yan Zhenglin, the yandere Big Boss who held her captive in his arms in every world, hooked a long, bony finger into her collar. His voice was hoarse and dangerous.
“Miaomiao, you flirt with me and think you can run? In every life, you'll be my cat and no one else's.”
“Want a can? Then trade yourself for it.”
A smell of AI