Xu Zhiyi was reborn.
In her previous life, her stepmother Wen Ruan manipulated her at every turn, seized her family's assets, turned everyone against her, and left her to die miserably in the street. When she opens her eyes, she is back at the moment her father has just married Wen Ruan and brought her into the family.
She sneaks into her stepmother's room, rummaging through everything for evidence, determined to tear off that hypocritical mask right away!
But as soon as she lifts the covers, her soul floats out of her body. When she opens her eyes again, all she sees are two fluffy paws.
Xu Zhiyi: Meow meow meow meow meow??
Her real body is still lying on her stepmother's bed!
A cat at night, a person by day.
Her life turns into utter chaos.
On her first day as a cat, Xu Zhiyi hisses, swipes her paws, and bristles in a frenzy, desperately stopping her stepmother from drawing a turtle on her real body's face.
Her stepmother taps her on the head and says indulgently, "Good, fierce enough. Just like me."
On the tenth day as a cat, she makes a nest out of her stepmother's designer clothes, sharpens her claws on her luxury fabrics, and rinses the paws that just dug in the litter box in her stepmother's drinking cup.
Her stepmother strokes her back thoughtfully. "You've got some nerve, just like that good-for-nothing stepdaughter of mine."
On the thirtieth day as a cat, Xu Zhiyi chews through ten pearl necklaces and adds seven or eight glorious scratches to her stepmother's arm.
Her stepmother invites her for tea in broad daylight. The beauty sits down with graceful composure and casts her a flirtatious, affectionate glance.
"I heard cats get a lot gentler after they're spayed."
She says unhurriedly, "I've booked you an appointment. We're family, so your cat is my cat. No need to thank me too much."
Xu Zhiyi: …
I spit on that!
Exactly one year after she became a cat.
The door is suddenly kicked open.
Her father stands there, face livid and looking as if green grass were growing on his head.
Xu Zhiyi scrambles to her feet, breathing unevenly, cheeks flushed, clothes disheveled. She sits on pins and needles, unable to explain herself no matter what she says.
Her stepmother rests her chin on Xu Zhiyi's shoulder and smiles. "Well, well."
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