I'm finally divorced

"It's Madam's birthday soon, I've already arranged a birthday present, please take a look."

Xie Xun took the list from the assistant, he hesitated for a few seconds after listening to the content clearly, and then asked, "Birthday?"

The assistant nodded and said, "Yes, tomorrow."

As Xie Xun's life assistant, he has to remember everything big and small for Xie Xun, including some important dates.

No wonder it's time to hang out with friends.

Xie Xun just glanced at the jewelry and real estate on the list, and felt that Song Qingzhou was not interested in these things. When he saw the piano, he paused, and the assistant on the side explained: "Madam knows a lot of musical instruments. , also likes music, it just so happens that there is no piano in his music room."

Xie Xun glanced at him, "You know it well?"

Assistant Yu suddenly felt that he was a little dangerous, so he bravely explained, "It's my daughter, she's a fan of Madam."

However, as long as his boss knows his wife a little bit more, he should be able to see his preferences.

"Do you see anything else to add?"

"Just get ready." Xie Xun didn't even bother to look at it any more, and threw the list aside.

"Ok."

Assistant Yu only took two or three steps when Xie Xun stopped him again.

"You give him the company's new product."

Assistant Yu was a little surprised, but didn't say much.

The company's new product is a small intelligent robot butler with many functions, suitable for keeping boredom at home, and the assistant also thinks that Song Qingzhou will like it.

[I sent you a gift. ]

[Happy birthday to you in advance. ]

Song Qingzhou looked at another strange number that jumped out, and couldn't help frowning.

Besides Lu Jingsi, who else remembers his number?

The other two brothers in STAR?

The most frightening thing is that this person said that he gave a gift. Does that mean that he knows where he lives?

As a result, he received a courier in the afternoon. The courier was delivered by a young brother. He carried a space capsule with a cat on his back, and put a lot of things at his feet. He seemed to be repeatedly confirming the address with his mobile phone.

"Hello, are you Mr. Xingxing?"

Song Qingzhou froze for a moment, then nodded.

"This is a gift someone asked me to give you."

As he said that, he unloaded the space capsule on his back, Song Qingzhou took the backpack, and the little brother left without saying anything.

Song Qingzhou felt a little strange. The things at the door seemed to be related to cats. They seemed to be delivered from the same city, not ordered from the Internet.

Some simple cat food and cat litter, a cat litter box, a small cage, and a small pot of green, upright cat grass.

Song Qingzhou opened the small backpack first, and the little guy was not afraid of life, so he poked out half of his head and screamed a few times.

It was a British short-haired blue-gold kitten with round eyes, and looked very aura. Song Qingzhou couldn't help stretching out his hand and gently poked its face. The kitten seemed to be touched by his fingers. Fascinated, he pounced on him and covered his fingers with two paws.

It's so cute.

Song Qingzhou forgot to find out who sent the cat for a while, and went to tease it.

Because of the arrival of the kitten, his ordinary afternoon suddenly became busy. Song Qingzhou took the kitten back to the room, and then began to pack up the things at home, putting away all the things that the cat touched that were easy to get hurt, and carefully Spread cat litter into the litter box.

After everything was ready, Song Qingzhou stopped to think about who sent the cat.

Who sent it?

Why do you even know his address?

Doesn't he also know what his condition is now?

Song Qingzhou asked the system, and the system replied: I don't know, this is out of my control.

Ok.

Song Qingzhou turned around to tease Mao Mao.

The little guy seemed to be particularly curious about his home. Song Qingzhou was just busy with other things and he didn't know where he went. He went downstairs, and saw Xie Xun who appeared at the entrance...and with his paws A kitten pulling his leg.

Xie Xun looked dull, and lowered his eyes to look at it.

Song Qingzhou hurriedly stepped forward and took the kitten into her arms, saying: "This is a gift from a friend, I will keep it in the room so as not to disturb you."

This kind of soft and furry little thing is very similar to Song Qingzhou, and it has no lethality.

"what ever."

Song Qingzhou felt relieved and said with a smile: "Thank you."

"Are you going to the company tonight? Let me cook for you."

He hummed lightly.

Song Qingzhou took the kitten back upstairs and made sure it would not run down before going downstairs to cook.

While cooking, he thought that maybe he could buy something to cook cat food for the kitten tomorrow, but he didn't know how old the kitten was and whether he could eat cat food.

He felt that he would go through the pile of things later to see if he could find information about the kitten.

At dinner, Song Qingzhou saw the door of his room open before he had a few mouthfuls, and then the kitten poked its head out of the railing of the stairs curiously, and the cat's ears shook cleverly.

Song Qingzhou's eyes widened slightly, and he saw it crawling down the stairs with flexible limbs.

It meowed several times, and it was hard for Xie Xun not to pay attention.

"I'll take it back." Song Qingzhou put down his chopsticks, hugged the cat who went downstairs alone into his arms, and rubbed its little head.

Then Song Qingzhou never went down again.

He named the kitty Douding.Song Qingzhou lay on the bed with her pillow in her arms, planning to buy more things for the little cat online.

The kitten always poked at his fingers curiously, and his eyes followed suit.

[Xing Xing, it’s your birthday tomorrow, can you come out and meet me? ]

When Lu Jingbo's message came, Song Qingzhou suddenly remembered the strange number during the day.

Knowing so many people, he couldn't even think of who they were.

"Meow meow meow~"

The kitten meowed several times crisply, Song Qingzhou came back to his senses, smiled and rubbed its head twice.

"Who sent you here?"

Cute and lovely.

When Song Qingzhou glanced at the phone accidentally, he suddenly remembered something.

He just left Xie Xun downstairs for dinner.

However, it shouldn't matter, anyway, Xie Xun is not too happy to see him.

Song Qingzhou still went downstairs and cleaned up the dishes.

Before going to bed at night, he received another message from Xie Xun.

[Xie Xun: Come to my room. ]

Song Qingzhou found an excuse to refuse Xie Xun.

[Song Qingzhou: The kitten will run around, I have to guard it. ]

[Xie Xun: Bring water here. ]

Song Qingzhou ran downstairs to pick up the hot water with the cat in his arms, and then sent it to Xie Xun.

"In bed."

"I'm holding the cat..." Song Qingzhou whispered.

"Sleeping on the bed with the cat."

Song Qingzhou: "..."

He lifted the quilt with the cat in his arms, and the kitten lay lazily on the bed. Its eyes opened and closed again, and it seemed that it was about to fall asleep.

Song Qingzhou didn't disturb it, hugged the quilt and watched it sleep.

In the end, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep directly. He had no memory of what happened afterwards.