My host is lazy again

Chapter 253 The Fiancee Is A Cat 23
Due to face and company image, Huli Company does not plan to post a blog to call Hurricane Club Dad.But if they don't respond to this matter, their reputation will definitely rot.

After Wang Qi calmed down and thought about it carefully, he called back the proud guy and discussed canceling the bet.

After hearing this, Xu Feigu stroked his chin and revealed a treacherous smile.

Want to cancel this bet?Yes, give me money.

As long as your money is in place, everything will be fine.

Anyway, no matter which one he won’t lose, this is the happiness of a winner~

However, upon hearing the price he mentioned, Wang Qi wanted to put down the phone again.

100? !
Why doesn't he go grab it!

The boss was very angry, and the secretary panicked a lot, and finally couldn't help but asked weakly: "So, Mr. Wang, should we blog or give money?"

Wang Qi: "..."

He didn't even want to choose the fucking option.

……

It was still early after the game, and the Hurricanes happily said that they were going to have a dinner to celebrate.Because Song Jinbai was worried about having a cat at home, he didn't go to the party and went home directly.

It's just that when he got home and saw the empty room, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Marshmallow."

"Marshmallow."

"Marshmallow?"

no respond.

After searching several rooms inside and outside, he finally confirmed that the kitten was really missing.

But when he left, he closed the window and locked the door. How did it get out?
Looking at the exquisite cattery and the untouched cat food beside the living room, he clicked his tongue lightly, with the tip of his tongue touching his teeth, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart.

He took the key and went downstairs to look for it in the community. He met people in the community on the way and asked him, but no one had seen the blue-eyed white cat he was talking about.

Back in the living room, he tugged at the collar of his shirt irritably, pulled out the tie and threw it on the sofa, half revealing the curve of his collarbone.

He turned his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the sofa where he was sitting.

The sofa was very clean, without even a cat hair, as if the snow-white kitten had never appeared before, obviously yesterday it was so happy rolling and sleeping on the sofa cushion.

I picked it up last night, and I haven't had time to put a collar on it. It's gone now, so it should be hard to find it again...

He leaned on the sofa and rubbed the space between his brows.

At this time, the mobile phone at hand rang.

He opened his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, picked up the phone and saw that it was his old man calling.

He picked it up and called softly, "Grandpa."

"Jin Bai, come home this afternoon, I'll introduce someone to you." The old man seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone of voice was cheerful, "Let me tell you, I finally called him home Come."

Song Jinbai was silent for a while, then his throat moved slightly: "I will..."

As if he knew what he was going to say, the old man on the other end of the phone changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, "I have something to do this afternoon, right?"

He snorted coldly, and blocked his words first, "Don't tell me that you have something to do in the afternoon, I won't listen, and push everything away for me."

Taking advantage of his age, the old man is very domineering: "If you dare not come back this afternoon, see how I break your legs."

Song Jinbai twitched the corner of his lower lip.

He was so old that he was threatening to break his legs at every turn.

Still chattering over there.

He lowered his eyes and sighed, reluctantly compromised: "Okay, I'll go back in the afternoon."

(End of this chapter)