On that rainy night five years ago, the cold and weak cat was taken home by her marriage partner Xiao Fuqin.
The kitten, who at first carefully pretended to be cute and well-behaved, revealed his true nature under Xiao Fuqin's connivance. The curtains at home had tassels manually added, the computer keyboard was missing a few keys, and even the sofa in the office could not escape the bad luck.
The secretaries and employees all talked about whether the president was possessed by something evil.
"Mr. Xiao, do you need me to take the cat out?"
"Follow her." Xiao Fuqin looked doting on his face.
She originally thought that she could always be by Xiao Fuqin's side like this, and she had always thought so.
But when she returned to Xiao Fuqin again, she saw him holding another woman's arm.
"Who is she!"
"Why, there is someone else by your side."
