Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

[I finished work early, and I’m alone in the hotel. I miss it a little bit]

[No stress reaction after changing to a new environment, right? 】

[Is it not causing you any trouble? ]

[I don’t want to bother you. I don’t know what’s wrong.]

[Maybe it’s like this when you’re away from home during holidays]

[A little bit complaining, don’t mind]

[Are you busy? Please reply to me when you have time. ]

After a moment of thought, Yin Liting watched the messages flash across the screen, and then stopped at the last one.

She knew she could just pretend she didn't see it and not reply, but in that instant Yin Liting still felt her loneliness and humility, and she felt pity and sympathy for her. She thought that if she didn't reply today, she would inevitably get into trouble later. As she was flipping through the housekeeper's phone, she suddenly heard a cat's meow.

"Meow~"

"Yuanbao, Yuanbao, get up and let me see."

Yin Liting looked up from his phone and saw Yu Qingluo still squatting beside the cage, waving and calling out to the cat inside foolishly. She was clearly at home, but she didn't even know how to open the cage and go in.

Turning his sight, he saw Yuanbao lying horizontally in the cat bed, half of his head resting on a protrusion, his eyes half-closed, his face deformed by the pressure. Yin Liting suddenly thought:

Both cats seem to be some kind of twelve-color cat. Except that Yuanbao is fatter and has shorter legs, the two cats seem to be about the same size. You can't tell from the photo, right?

I remember that when I asked the cat boss to find the potatoes, the boss gave him a lecture, saying that the Yuanbao was of better quality than the potatoes and was very rare. He even took pictures of the two cats for comparison.

When he remembered something, Yin Liting went to look through it.

Sure enough, at first glance, the two look very similar, but if you take a close-up shot of their faces, the difference is quite obvious. It's a pity that the photo was taken in the cattery and the background was too obvious, otherwise I could have just taken a screenshot and sent it to her.

It's so troublesome late at night.

Flipping through his phone, Yin Liting felt a little unhappy. It was rare that his relationship with Yu Qingluo had eased, and he didn't want to create any more trouble. Finally, he adjusted the camera and tried it. When he felt it was about right, he took a distant picture of Yuanbao lying in the cat's nest, took a screenshot, and specially included the time and date of the photo before sending it to Zhu Nianqing.

If she recognized her, he would just pretend that he was not at home and that the maid had sent it by mistake. Tomorrow he would have to ask the maid to take some pictures of Potato and save them on his phone. He did not have time to deal with her every day for a cat.

Yin Liting was still thinking about how to smooth things over when Zhu Nianqing's reply came over:

[As long as the potatoes are good]

[Thank you. I won't bother you anymore.]

Originally, he thought she would definitely pester him for a while by borrowing the cat, but Yin Liting didn't expect that she would stop by herself after taking a photo. She was so straightforward. He prepared for a long time but didn't use it. Suddenly, he felt empty and a trace of doubt flashed across his mind:

This is obviously not a potato but a gold ingot.

If she really just missed the cat, how come she couldn't even recognize her own cat? But if it wasn't for the cat, why would she be satisfied with just a photo?

He always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't catch it for a moment. For a long time, Yin Liting kept zooming in and out of the photo he took, and then zooming in again.

After hesitating for a while, Yin Liting put down his phone and squatted down when he saw Yu Qingluo touching the cat's head through the mesh cage and giggling happily.

He didn't know that the reason why Zhu Nianqing stopped was not because of Yuanbao's photo, but because of the shooting time on the photo and the vaguely visible half of the large floor-to-ceiling window that she was familiar with.

Although Zhu Nianqing didn't know why he brought the cat home, it didn't matter. What she wanted was that he brought the cat home and he promised that he would "not take care of the cat to death."

Wasn’t Wang Ma’s cat killed by her best friend’s husband?

Therefore, secretly, she was actually more afraid of unexpected events than Yin Liting.

After hanging up her phone, she went to sleep peacefully.

But she would never have dreamed that Yin Liting could be so smart when he was clever, and so stubborn when he was stubborn.

So, he sent the cat she gave him back to his hometown to be taken care of by a servant. Because he felt guilty towards Yu Qingluo and wanted to heal her, he got inspiration from the story she deliberately created and chose a golden shaded cat that was similar to hers.

At this time, Yin Liting opened the cat cage and called Yuanbao out.

The cat was very well behaved. Yin Liting grabbed some cat food and spread his palm. The cat ate it obediently. After eating, it raised its head and looked at him again:

"Meow~"

Obviously not full.

This cat was not only very well behaved but also seemed to understand human nature. It was not afraid of strangers, and allowed Yu Qingluo to stroke its fur and even touch its big round head:

"Yuanbao, hehe, no wonder you're so fat. How can you not get fat if you eat so late at night?"

"Yuanbao, so cute~"

She had just noticed that a small bowl in the cat cage, which should have been used to hold cat food, had overturned. The noise they heard when they entered the door was probably the sound of a few cat toys hitting the small bowl.

"If you like us, we'll keep it."

Nodding again and again, Yu Qingluo's men paused and turned their heads at the same time. The two of them looked at each other, and it was Yin Liting who spoke first:

"Why don't you like it?"

"No, we're not home most of the time. Will the cat poop or scratch the furniture?"

Yu Qingluo is actually a bit of a clean freak and perfectionist at heart. If she had to choose between this clean and tidy big house, high-end and beautiful furniture and a cat, she would definitely prefer the former.

But this little guy is really cute, so she couldn't help feeling a little conflicted.

As if it understood what she said, the cat rubbed its big head against her palm again and again:

"Meow, meow~"

"Okay, okay, I got it. I won't abandon you."

Looking at the cat's aggrieved appearance, Yu Qingluo's heart softened all of a sudden, as if she saw herself once afraid of being abandoned by her grandmother and trying hard to please her.

"Cats are not dogs. They generally don't destroy things. The store owner said it's well-trained. Besides, the cage is big enough. At worst, you can just put it in the cage before you go out."

In fact, Yin Liting had a similar idea. He liked quietness, so he didn't have any pets before. When he came back to release the cat or change clothes, he would call the housekeeper to bring people over and watch over everything. Besides, this location at the corner of the balcony was originally a miscellaneous area, and it could not be seen at all unless you walked over, so it did not affect the beauty of the whole house.

"Well, let's try to raise it first. If you can't raise it, we can talk about it later."

Yu Qingluo took out her phone and was about to take a few photos of the cat when she saw the bank transfer reminder on her phone. She was puzzled:

"Why are you transferring money to me?"

"New Year's blessing red envelope, my sister should get one, and my wife should also get one~"

"Hehe, thank you, husband."

After a quick glance, he only saw a 5 in front of the separator. Yu Qingluo didn't count it carefully and thought it was . He happily returned to take a picture of the cat.

They chatted and played with the cat for a while, but before returning to their room, they put the cat back into the cage.

Yin Liting stood up and just as he turned around, a scream came from behind him:

"what--"