Just as Madam Mu was about to go to sleep, the butler gently knocked on the door.

"Madam, we have guests at home."

Grandma Mu held the Diamond Sutra in her hands. A gentle bedside lamp was lit in the room. She asked in surprise, "Who is it?"

The butler outside the door said, "It's Miss Jiu Maomao."

After a while, the door opened.

Grandma Mu, dressed in a velvet nightgown with a shawl draped over her shoulders, remained elegantly seated in her wheelchair. "Is that the child? Has he come in?"

The butler said, "The servants have gone to greet them."

As the housekeeper pushed her downstairs, Madam Mu said, "These past few days I've only heard about the child's injuries from Xiao Ye. Jin Erzi won't even answer my calls anymore. He hasn't fulfilled his promise to the child, and I haven't had the heart to tell him. Why is she here so late tonight?"

The butler cautiously said, "Isn't Madam taking this too seriously?"

Madam Mu said, "I've read all the investigation materials you brought back. You're quite old, why are you so easily swayed by rumors? That child is a good child."

The butler readily agreed, saying, "Madam is right."

Madam Mu said, "However, she did go a bit too far in the past."

As they spoke, the two had already arrived in the living room.

The cat was already sitting there, holding a steaming cup of tea, but hadn't drunk it.

Grandma Mu sat down on the sofa opposite her, glanced at the dejected girl, and asked worriedly, "Maomao, did something happen at home? What's wrong with you?"

A few seconds later, the person on the sofa moved.

The cat raised its head somewhat blankly, its eyes barely focusing on the old lady Mu, a dim glimmer flashing in its eyes.

"Grandma, is Ah Jin home?" the cat asked.

Madam Mu asked, "Are you here to see Jin the Second?"

The cat nodded.

Madam Mu looked at the cat again, thinking to herself that this child seemed to like Jin Er, but her condition today was too strange!

"I'll call him, wait a moment."

Madam Mu made the call without hesitation, but after three attempts, the phone kept ringing without anyone answering. She handed the phone to the housekeeper and asked him to continue calling.

She picked up the landline and dialed another number.

"Maomao, Xiaoye will be here soon. If you're not feeling well, lie down for a bit." Old Madam Mu was completely calm and made the arrangements in an orderly manner, clearly having noticed that Maomao was not feeling well.

Cat leaned back uncomfortably on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the butler's hand as he dialed the phone again and again, thinking that she wouldn't see Ah Jin today either.

Grandma Mu finally took pity on Maomao and went over to sit beside her, asking, "Maomao, tell Grandma, what's wrong? Why did you come all alone so late? Is no one with you?"

“The cat has a meow,” the cat said.

Grandma Mu ignored those words because the cat's voice was very low, and also because she didn't understand them at all.

They noticed that the cat seemed quite dazed, so they were a little worried. They instructed the maid to cover her with a blanket and waited for Dr. Ye to arrive.

Dr. Ye arrived in just twenty minutes and went straight to the cats as soon as she entered.

After taking his pulse, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Miss Jiu, where do you feel unwell?" Dr. Ye asked.

The cat didn't speak, but just shook its head slightly.

Madam Mu asked in confusion, "Xiao Ye, there's no illness you can't diagnose, why are you asking?"

Dr. Ye said, "Miss Jiu is weak, but I really can't see the cause of her illness. There are two possibilities: either my medical skills are inadequate, or Miss Jiu is not sick."

And the cat finally responded. She took off the blanket and said, "The cat is not sick, grandma. The cat is going home."

Seeing that the cat had picked up its cane and stood up, Old Madam Mu said, "How can I be at ease with you like this? I'll send someone to take you home, or you can call home and stay here tonight. If you're unhappy about anything, you'll feel better after a good night's sleep."

Madam Mu didn't blame her for making such a fuss so late at night.

Dr. Ye found it rather strange. He had just seen Maomao that morning, and now she was like this that evening. Moreover, her body was really weak, and her pulse was different from that morning…

What he didn't say was that excessively low mood can also cause physical functions to deteriorate to an extremely poor level. In other words, the cat's body wasn't sick, but its mind was.

But what kind of mental illness must one have to have to ruin their health like this?

"I'm leaving," the cat insisted.

Since she couldn't see Ah Jin, staying here would make her even more uncomfortable; at least the Jiu family's place was her own territory.

The housekeeper had stopped making phone calls and had already arranged a car. "It's cold at night, Madam, please wait. I'll take Miss Jiu and Doctor Ye there."

Madam Mu nodded.

But before they left, the glass door to the living room suddenly opened!

The cat's delicate nose twitched slightly, and a strange light suddenly flashed in its lifeless eyes! It pushed aside the butler, rushed forward, and even threw away its cane!

"Ah Jin, Ah Jin!"

This scene was all too familiar. From the moment Mu Jin saw the woman hopping and leaping towards him to the moment she clung to him, it was only a blink of an eye.

"Ah Jin, Ah Jin, you're trying to push the cat away again."

Mu Jin suddenly stopped pushing the person.

"What...what's going on?"

A person peeked out from behind Mu Jin, looking in amazement at the two who were embracing each other so tightly.

The cat buried its face deep in Mu Jin's neck, inhaling her scent etched into its very soul, and giggled.

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