CEO Xi Jun wakes up one morning as Tao Ruoruo's cat. After enduring being fed and petted, and even a crisis to his masculine dignity, Xi Jun finally returns to his own body, only to discover that Tao Ruoruo is the new assistant in one of his departments. He decides to transfer her to his side and torment her, torment her, torment her to death!
But then...
Xi Jun solemnly moves Tao Ruoruo's hand away from the cat. "Stop fussing over the cat and look at me!"
Tao Ruoruo notices that her cat has suddenly gone from clingy little minx to haughty, icy beauty. When she strokes its fur, it acts like, "Since you're being so attentive, I'll reluctantly let you pet me a couple of times." At mealtimes, it's all, "Hmph, you're the one who made me eat this." Usually, it jumps off her lap the moment she sets it down, but when a dog comes over, it clings to Tao Ruoruo for dear life...
Tao Ruoruo: I think I may have adopted a drama queen of a cat.
Please note:
1. Sweet romance, happy ending.
2. Both the heroine and hero have viewpoints. All events are fictional.
3. More notes to come if I think of any.
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Lin Yanyan has returned from the interstellar world. In the past, she was a poor girl emotionally abused by her parents and pushed into a river by her scumbag boyfriend, then a laborer exploited by her teacher, Sword, in the interstellar world. Now she has cutting-edge technology centuries ahead of its time, and no one in the world can rival her.
Lin Yanyan takes on her scumbag boyfriend, tears into her parents, sparks a technological revolution, and wins everyone's admiration. She builds a high-tech company with branches all over the world, and even makes an intelligent robot identical to Sword to serve her tea, make her bed, and call her "Master" as it does her bidding.
But one day, her interstellar teacher, Sword, transmigrates into the body of that intelligent robot... Only then does she realize that no matter how many wonders the world holds, none compare to having one confidant.
Sword's eyes flash. "Not a confidant. A boyfriend."
For you, I can give up my world.
Theme:
This is a long late comment and a letter to my wife.
Dear wife, Zhan Xin is well. I don't know what year or month it will be when you read these words. First of all, congratulations to my wife for completing an excellent work. Thank you for the splendid world and vivid people you wrote. After four years, I read my wife's words again, and for a few moments, I was brought back to that time.
The year when I met my wife was the most embarrassing year in my short life. My family was suddenly torn apart, my friendships were suddenly separated, my future was suddenly dark, and my life was suddenly terrible. Everything happened so suddenly, and I was at a loss when I was fifteen. It wasn't until I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and took a break from school in the winter of 2018 that I could finally stop and think about where I should go in the future.
During those two years, I trapped myself on the bed in my room, on the deck chair on the balcony, in the virtual online world, and in the blank erasure eradicated by drugs. I took a lot of drugs during those two years. The drugs numbed my nerves, blinded my thinking, and made me forget the pain and happiness. To this day, I have forgotten how wonderful it was to meet my wife. I only remember that I read a very healing story during that humid rainy season. I only remember that I became friends with my wife. I only remember that at that time, I promised to become my wife's most loyal reader and to witness the glory of this article.
Later, many, many, many things happened. I was not willing to shed tears and end up depressed in a dark corner. I was not willing to choose to spend the best years of my youth sadly, and I was not willing to just be lost to everyone. So one day, I decided to say goodbye to my past self. I deleted all the records on my social platforms, burned all the texts and photos from those years, and canceled the accounts that could be canceled. I tried to drown all the obscure past in the torrent of time, so that it would be as if I never had a lonely youth.
In fact, I did it, I returned to campus, I talked and laughed in the crowd, I passed the vocational college entrance examination and passed the undergraduate degree, I won many honors, and I became the senior sister in the mouth of my junior students. I stood in the center of the stage with all my glory, and I became the person I secretly vowed to be when I looked in the mirror when I was sixteen.
I returned to my life as if nothing had happened, and lived like this day after day. Of course, I also forgot the promise I made to my wife, and the expectations and staying together when I was lonely. To this day, when I occasionally look through the comments, I find the few words I left back then, and then I suddenly think of the old days of those two years.
So I read the story again seriously. This story healed me, warmed me, and moved me. I have read many novels over the years, and many of them made me laugh, and many of them made me cry. Many of them made me feel, but this one made me silent. Rather than saying that what I read was a novel, it would be better to say that what I read was the encounter with my wife and the promise I made to myself back then.
The comment I left four years ago was like a bullet that traveled through time and hit me directly between the eyebrows. After the years of separation, we have all grown up. Looking back, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Finally, I would like to thank my wife again for bringing us such a wonderful story, and once again wish Xi Jun and Ruoruo happiness forever in the two-dimensional world. I also hope that one day my wife can read this comment, and I wish you can find your own little happiness in the real world!
The writing is hurried and the words do not convey the meaning. Please take care of yourself, Mrs. Landscapes meet each other. We look forward to meeting again in the world of words!
It's been three years since my last comment. I really like it! Write a side story
There are 41 chapters in total, and this is already 29. The male and female protagonists are still in a state of unfamiliarity.
Is this male protagonist very straightforward?
Hhhhhhhhh
Hhhhhhhhh
Is July 1st Army Day? How do I remember it was the Party's Day and the Army's Day? Is it necessary for the article?
God, this Chen is so bad
If you don't make a sound, that's all. If you make a blockbuster, that's my deep love for you.
La la la la, I'm back. Hehehe, I'm so lazy. I haven't updated yet. I've been busy with the monthly exams and haven't even gone to Jinjiang.
Come on, I love you
[Comprehensive] I'm a □□, I'm Really Sorry
I Traveled Back from the Interstellar World [Reverse Travel Book]
Live-Streaming Mobile Game Repairs [Crossover]
Liver Knife Delusions
[Anime Crossover] Might Makes Right
[Bleach] Ryougi Shiki
[Crossover] The Eternal Recorder
[Anime Crossover] The 100% Anime Merchandise Shop
I Love You, But I Have Grown Old
This is a long late comment and a letter to my wife. Dear wife, Zhan Xin is well. I don't know what year or month it will be when you read these words. First of all, congratulations to my wife for completing an excellent work. Thank you for the splendid world and vivid people you wrote. After four years, I read my wife's words again, and for a few moments, I was brought back to that time. The year when I met my wife was the most embarrassing year in my short life. My family was suddenly torn apart, my friendships were suddenly separated, my future was suddenly dark, and my life was suddenly terrible. Everything happened so suddenly, and I was at a loss when I was fifteen. It wasn't until I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and took a break from school in the winter of 2018 that I could finally stop and think about where I should go in the future. During those two years, I trapped myself on the bed in my room, on the deck chair on the balcony, in the virtual online world, and in the blank erasure eradicated by drugs. I took a lot of drugs during those two years. The drugs numbed my nerves, blinded my thinking, and made me forget the pain and happiness. To this day, I have forgotten how wonderful it was to meet my wife. I only remember that I read a very healing story during that humid rainy season. I only remember that I became friends with my wife. I only remember that at that time, I promised to become my wife's most loyal reader and to witness the glory of this article. Later, many, many, many things happened. I was not willing to shed tears and end up depressed in a dark corner. I was not willing to choose to spend the best years of my youth sadly, and I was not willing to just be lost to everyone. So one day, I decided to say goodbye to my past self. I deleted all the records on my social platforms, burned all the texts and photos from those years, and canceled the accounts that could be canceled. I tried to drown all the obscure past in the torrent of time, so that it would be as if I never had a lonely youth. In fact, I did it, I returned to campus, I talked and laughed in the crowd, I passed the vocational college entrance examination and passed the undergraduate degree, I won many honors, and I became the senior sister in the mouth of my junior students. I stood in the center of the stage with all my glory, and I became the person I secretly vowed to be when I looked in the mirror when I was sixteen. I returned to my life as if nothing had happened, and lived like this day after day. Of course, I also forgot the promise I made to my wife, and the expectations and staying together when I was lonely. To this day, when I occasionally look through the comments, I find the few words I left back then, and then I suddenly think of the old days of those two years. So I read the story again seriously. This story healed me, warmed me, and moved me. I have read many novels over the years, and many of them made me laugh, and many of them made me cry. Many of them made me feel, but this one made me silent. Rather than saying that what I read was a novel, it would be better to say that what I read was the encounter with my wife and the promise I made to myself back then. The comment I left four years ago was like a bullet that traveled through time and hit me directly between the eyebrows. After the years of separation, we have all grown up. Looking back, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. Finally, I would like to thank my wife again for bringing us such a wonderful story, and once again wish Xi Jun and Ruoruo happiness forever in the two-dimensional world. I also hope that one day my wife can read this comment, and I wish you can find your own little happiness in the real world! The writing is hurried and the words do not convey the meaning. Please take care of yourself, Mrs. Landscapes meet each other. We look forward to meeting again in the world of words!
It's been three years since my last comment. I really like it! Write a side story
There are 41 chapters in total, and this is already 29. The male and female protagonists are still in a state of unfamiliarity.
Is this male protagonist very straightforward?
Hhhhhhhhh
Hhhhhhhhh
Is July 1st Army Day? How do I remember it was the Party's Day and the Army's Day? Is it necessary for the article?
God, this Chen is so bad
If you don't make a sound, that's all. If you make a blockbuster, that's my deep love for you.
La la la la, I'm back. Hehehe, I'm so lazy. I haven't updated yet. I've been busy with the monthly exams and haven't even gone to Jinjiang. Come on, I love you