The heroine is so cute, she quickly puts on her clothes and lies down

It’s not certain whether there will be a sequel, it depends on how many people want to read it.

I suggest you don't read this chapter.

This is a piece of brainwave that I wanted to write a few years ago but never got around to writing.

It is put here now to make up the word count.

(Where the brain is stored...)

In early November, the beginning of winter in City A, fine snow intermittently covered the houses and streets. The only thing that remained unchanged was the lights that never went out in the examination hall and the crackling sounds of games in the Internet cafe next door.

The messy, stagnant, thick smoke challenged every nerve of the human body and perfectly matched Qiao Wan's current mood.

As for why she appeared here...

This story started a few days ago. On that day, she finally solved a big case and was appreciated by a young boss who was parachuted in and was said to have an extraordinary background. She was given the title of CEO of a subsidiary and a seven-figure bonus. She attended the promotion party in a dignified manner and prepared to continue to show her talents in the future...

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a dirty stray cat who worried about the next meal after the last one.

After wandering around the city for a few days in a daze, she found out that this Internet cafe near the examination center handled a lot of expired food every other day, so she began to settle down here.

During the day, it would find a secluded bridge hole to sleep in to avoid pedestrians, and at night it would jump around looking for food.

Although life is somewhat miserable, there is still hope.

Qiao Wan looked at her own appearance through the glass window. She had gray and white fur and sky blue eyes. Based on her limited knowledge of cats, she judged that she was a ragdoll.

Ragdoll cats, also known as fairy cats, have soft and long fur that needs to be combed and washed regularly to prevent tangling. Because of their gentle temperament, they feel like soft rag dolls when you hold them.

Judging from the cat's grayish appearance that still conceals its fairy-like appearance and its neatly trimmed nails, Qiao Wan judged that this cat should have had an owner who took good care of it, but for some reason, it became a stray cat.

But it doesn’t matter, she felt she could still save the situation. This examination center and this internet cafe looked vaguely familiar to her the first time she passed by them.

After thinking about it for two days, I finally remembered that I had heard some related gossip from a colleague.

It is said that boss Zhou Yi has a relative who is a third-tier painter. Whenever he runs out of inspiration, he runs away from home and goes to the Examination Institute.

So, at three o'clock in the morning, Qiao Wan faced the cold wind, shook off his gray fur, and ripped the garbage bag at the door twice. He flexibly used his newly grown sharp cat nails to carefully pick out the expired snacks without touching the broken half-full wine that occupied one-third of the garbage bag.

The first few times he rummaged through the garbage bags, Qiao Wan went through a lot of psychological struggles.

After all, she was once a successful woman, and as a well-known alumnus, she had given lectures in large classrooms with hundreds of people, and set sail in front of the eyes of countless juniors. At that time, she was really young and didn't understand the dangers of the world. She never dreamed that there would be a day in her life when she would have to eat garbage to survive.

But, really, the snacks are quite delicious.

She basically never ate snacks before, or in other words, she rarely thought about anything other than studying and making money.

Qiao Wan opened the package, her dirty cat ears twitching as she inhaled the liquid rapidly while looking around with great vigilance, ready to slap anyone or cat with ill intentions at any time. At this moment, the person she had been waiting for for several nights appeared.

Zhou Yi, the big boss of her former company, was very capable despite being young. The group developed to a terrifying level under his leadership, and his personality was also a bit scary.

Qiao Wan never doubted this man's intelligence, so after careful consideration, she decided to target him.

Of course, if there was no other way, she would not temporarily pin her hopes on this person.

He is 1.88 meters tall, wearing a dark blue striped shirt and dark gray suit pants. The cut is smooth and wraps around his body, making him look slender and tall.

At this moment, Zhou Yi was sitting in the car, looking at something with his head down, revealing only his handsome, sculptured profile.

This man looked a little more handsome. Qiao Wan squatted behind the garbage bag with her small body hidden tightly. She glanced at the man and felt very unbalanced. She didn't understand. On the day of the party, this guy drank more than her. Why was she the only one who turned into a cat miserably, while this man continued to be the president of his group leisurely and easily, and his life was not affected at all.

Thinking about all these years, the nights she had stayed up, the overtime she had worked, and the brain cells she had used to create profits for the company, she just felt that this person owed her 100 million.

Qiao Wan became more and more upset the more she thought about it. Taking advantage of the soft body of a cat, she followed the flow of traffic and jumped to the entrance of the examination institute, under Zhou Yi's car.

From this angle, he could take the opportunity to jump up and pounce on Zhou Yi's face, or he could retreat and leave calmly before the car started.

She wanted to see what this person's purpose was in appearing here so late at night instead of sleeping.

Zhou Yi obviously wouldn't notice a cat, especially a dirty, gloomy stray cat.

Inside the car, he raised his right wrist, glanced at the time, lowered his head slightly, and dialed a phone call. His already cold eyes became even sharper, hiding endless coldness.

"You stayed up late at night, cut off contact with everyone, and went to the examination center to compete with other students for a seat. I thought you had decided to give up painting."

A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, bright and full of vigor.

"Brother, don't think about it. I'd rather die while painting. I didn't mean to ignore the phone calls from home. I just wanted to concentrate on my creation. I heard that Mo Xi has also been in seclusion recently. Besides, with my mom at home, I can't freely paint what I want under her watch."

Zhou Yi laughed. He opened the car window, but still felt the air was stuffy, so he simply got out of the car and leaned against the car body with an upright posture.

"Wake up, you can't handle this little bit of pressure, and you still want to beat Mo Xi."

The Focasal Art Exhibition is the lifelong pursuit of countless artists, including Li Zeyang.

He is a painter of an emerging art school. His biggest dream is to beat Moxie at the Focasal Art Exhibition and become the most influential painter of the year. Unfortunately, for two consecutive years, not only has his paintings not been nominated by the Focasal jury, let alone competing with Moxie.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Especially people like Li Zeyang, who have had a smooth life since childhood and have never experienced any setbacks.

From the second year when he still had no results, he seemed to have lost his spirit and spent the whole day either running away from home or locking himself in his room.

Zhou Yi didn't want to care about Li Zeyang's childish teenage boy who never grew up. He had already seen clearly that Li Zeyang just couldn't face up to his own failure and stubbornly trapped himself. In fact, he was arrogant towards everything in his bones.

Li Zeyang's self-esteem was hurt by Zhou Yi's words, and his forced smile disappeared completely.

There was silence for a moment.

When he spoke again, his tone was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning. "I know, I just don't know how to face my mother for the moment. You don't know my mother, she will believe whatever I say, and believes that I can really defeat Mo Xi. Such strong expectations are all because of me. I can't imagine how to face her disappointed eyes, and I don't want her to sympathize with me."

Zhou Yi did not comment on this. In his eyes, this was just a small matter that could be solved through communication.

Don't promise things that you may not be able to do, and face things that you can't do calmly. He is not surprised that Li Zeyang is still childish and has not grown at all in these years.

He didn't notice that when he turned around to talk to Li Zeyang, an unknown gray fur ball sneaked in through his open car window.

Qiao Wan lay on the warm blanket in the back seat of the car and lazily glanced at Zhou Yi, who was rarely patient enough to counsel others. As for the content of their conversation, she no longer had the patience to listen since she realized the person on the other end was Li Zeyang.

Although she had never met this person, she knew a lot about him. After all, her mother often appeared in the company before, and every time she appeared, Boss Zhou's face became increasingly gloomy.

To the extent that at that time, the entire company privately did not very welcome the arrival of this lady.

Qiao Wanren's soft body curled up into a hemisphere, and his long furry tail occasionally flapped the leather back of the front seat.

She had made up her mind. As a cat with aspirations, she wanted to live a more comfortable life. She was also afraid that she would freeze to death if she continued to sleep under the bridge in the cold winter. She also guessed that her soul had just left her body and entered the cat's body, which did not mean that her original body had died. She had to find out the situation of her body as soon as possible. City A was very big, and she was a person with poor directions who could only follow the navigation. It was too difficult for her to investigate the matter with her current petite and powerless cat body.

Qiao Wan has no parents, but only a good friend, Chen Jiayan, who has been her classmate from elementary school to high school. However, she is now pursuing her dream abroad. Although she has thought about contacting her best friend abroad to pick her up and support her, she cannot remember her best friend's phone number. Moreover, according to the last call, Chen Jiayan has been studying something in seclusion for the past month. Even if she remembers the contact information, she will probably not be able to contact her.

Therefore, Qiao Wan understood that if she wanted to access information about her body, the best opportunity was today.

As long as you follow Zhou Yi closely, you will have no problem getting to know the information about her original body.

Zhou Yi, a workaholic, would give her some work instructions every one or two days, treating her like 007.

In that case, don't blame her for using him as a stepping stone to return to the past.

After scolding Li Zeyang and making sure that he was safe, Zhou Yi consciously completed the task assigned by his aunt.

Then he got back into the car, turned on the music, started the car and drove towards home.

On the blanket in the back seat, a ball of gray fur swayed unconsciously to the rhythm of the music.

Oh, it’s her favorite song. It turns out the boss likes it too. He doesn’t have no taste in life at all.

From the moment Zhou Yi got in the car, Qiao Wan didn't look up and subconsciously wrapped her whole body deeper into the blanket.

But unexpectedly, I found a small black suitcase there.

Qiao Wan's eyes lit up.

He bit the pull ring and opened a corner of the luggage, then quietly retracted it, then bit the pull ring and pulled it back, leaving just a little space for breathing.

Very good, very perfect. Now Zhou Yi will take her up even if he doesn’t want to.

The road was smooth without even a jolt, and Qiao Wan curled up and fell asleep before she knew it.