Chapter 252: Wen Yanqing’s Secret Cultivation of a Spy?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lin Gantang hurriedly hung up the phone and went to stop the fight.
Ximi had the most docile temperament, but would stiffen up whenever it saw the tabby cat. The pair were born to be at odds with each other, and they would fight whenever they met.
The tabby stood in front of Lin Gantang, not letting Ximi get close.
Lin Gantang’s head hurt when she thought of Wen Yanqing’s words about the tabby cat being jealous.
Beside them, Sweet Wine, Joy and Vitamin E were licking their paws and watching from afar. ‘Work’ was all but forgotten, and Lin Gantang’s headache was getting worse.
In the end, the most obedient one was actually Blackie.
As expected of the divine beast that guarded the house, it squatted steadily without moving an inch. Its bronze eyes were calm and composed, and nothing in the world was enough to make it lose its color. Lin Gantang suspected that it could cultivate and ascend if given some time.
No matter who she hugged, a cat would get angry. Lin Gantang decided not to love anyone to avoid another battle.
Even so, the tabby cat continued to follow her from a distance. Not only cats, but when people came to ask questions, it would look at her with its round eyes and start wagging its tail impatiently.
Lin Gantang was dumbfounded. Could it be that it was a spy secretly trained by Wen Yanqing?
Lin Gantang started work, but no matter where she went, she could feel a faint gaze on her.
Lin Gantang thought it was the tabby cat.
However, not long after, she suddenly heard a scream from behind the bookshelf and saw the tabby cat’s figure fleeing.
Lin Gantang hurried over. The person behind was actually Feng Yangyang. Her face was ashen as she clutched the back of her hand that had been scratched by the tabby cat.
The cat had left rather deep scratches – there were three scratch marks. The deepest one in the middle was already bleeding.
“I’ll get something to disinfect your wound.”
“No need,” Feng Yangyang immediately stopped Lin Gantang. “It’s fine.”
Lin Gantang frowned. Although the tabby loved to fight with Ximi, it had never scratched anyone before. Even if it was touched by a servant with whom it was not familiar, it would retract its sharp claws.
Why did you scratch Feng Yangyang this time? Could it be that that gaze from before was hers?
If she was acting sneakily, then it was no wonder that the tabby cat would make a move.
However, she had to take responsibility for the trouble caused by her cat. “It’s already bleeding. Go and get a rabies shot after disinfecting it. I’m sorry that my cat scratched you. I’ll pay for the medical expenses and compensation.” “No need,” Feng Yangyang rejected once more. “I didn’t notice it and might have scared it, so it attacked me.”
Seeing her determined tone, Lin Gantang gave up and sized Feng Yangyang up.
Feng Yangyang’s long black hair had been permed, and her slightly pale lips were covered with a light layer of lipstick. She was no longer wearing the same white skirt she always wore, and the loose light yellow sweater made her look more gentle.
Looking at her outfit, Lin Gantang felt that she looked familiar.
Feng Yangyang felt a little guilty under her gaze. “I’m leaving first. Goodbye.”
Feng Yangyang walked out of the bookstore and turned to look at Lin Gantang’s back, clenching her fists.
Later, she found out that Lin Gantang owned the cat bookstore, and she also knew how stupid she had been when she had excitedly brought Gu Zhichuan over.
She didn’t like Lin Gantang, so she had her own plans for coming to the bookstore.
It didn’t matter. Feng Yangyang gritted her teeth. As long as she achieved her goal, it didn’t matter what method she used.
Feng Yangyang walked to the center of Hejiang Square. The dry fountain in the square was rhythmically spraying water. The mist blew onto her face with the wind, making her feel cool.
Feng Yangyang recalled the musical fountain that Gu Zhichuan had accompanied her to look at after the surgery, and she was lost in her memories.
When she turned around, someone was standing behind her. She looked up and saw the face of that person. The color drained from Feng Yangyang’s face..
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