Such elegant gatherings are hard to find elsewhere. The garden is quaint and antique, and the screen wall still bears poems inscribed by some eccentric scholar from the past.

A gentle breeze blows, and the pavilion seems to resonate with celestial music.

Everyone else was engrossed in the music, but Maomao grew increasingly bored. Eventually, she nestled in Mu Jin's arms, dozing off, and eventually fell into a deep sleep.

"This is the elegant gathering you've put so much thought into. It's quite nice." Mu Jin held the cat and looked at Song Sifan with a cool gaze. "Hypnosis is good. If my cat can't sleep well one day, I'll bring her to the painting garden for a stroll."

Song Sifan managed to keep her temper in check. "Fine, I'll have someone prepare a room and get the best bed ready."

Mu Jin slipped her hands under the cat's knees and lifted her up in her arms. "No need, she likes to sleep in my arms."

Song Sifan also stood up, his hands reaching into his pockets. Tall and elegant, he watched as Mu Jin, holding the cat, walked out of the wooden bridge and out of the garden.

He suddenly said, "No need to play anymore, today's gathering is over."

The music stopped abruptly.

"Sect Master, then we..." someone asked cautiously, keenly sensing that the Sect Master seemed to be in a bad mood.

They didn't come here today for a literary gathering; they came to prepare for an international calligraphy and painting exhibition. However, halfway through the discussion, the head of the group received a phone call, and the meeting was suspended. He also said that the literary gathering would be held immediately.

He even painted it himself.

These people are all shrewd; as soon as they saw that it was Mu Jin and Maomao, they immediately guessed the truth with a high degree of accuracy.

Back when the Eight Gates were fighting, their sect leader was very interested in the cat, but at that time Mu Jin and the cat were already very close.

Looking at their relationship today, it's not just close anymore, they're definitely together!

So... their sect leader is now in unrequited love?

“You can discuss and decide on the art exhibition. Just give me the final list of exhibitors, and then you can all go,” Song Sifan said.

No one else dared to say anything more. They knew their sect leader well; he wasn't very patient, especially with the people in the sect.

Everyone took their instruments and quickly left.

Only the woman who bought Song Sifan's painting lagged behind, saying, "Sect Leader, this painting..."

She wasn't sure if she could take it.

Song Sifan glanced at it and said, "It's yours. Maomao sold it to you."

The woman, holding the painting, left immediately.

When the pavilion was empty, Song Sifan walked to the table and lingered on the calligraphy for a moment. Suddenly, someone kicked over the huge table!

The loud noise sounded jarring in the quiet pavilion.

Even after doing something so outrageous, Song Sifan gently straightened her clothes and said, "Kitty, you don't like it."

He thought she would like it.

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When the cat woke up, she opened her eyes and adjusted to the light for a moment. Suddenly, she realized that Mu Jin was holding her and was about to carry her out of the car.

"Hey, Ah Jin, aren't we at the painting garden?" Cat asked, puzzled, because they were now in a parking lot that they didn't recognize.

"You fell asleep, so I brought you out. Shall we go eat now?" Mu Jin was going to carry her there, but now that she was awake, Mu Jin let her go.

Cat jumped out of the car and stretched in the sun. "Great! It's on me! Ah Jin, eat as much as you want. Didn't I just make ten million?"

Ten million is more than enough to buy the entire restaurant, let alone eat there.

Soon, Maomao pulled Mu Jin towards the restaurant. "I'm a little hungry too. Song Sifan is so boring, and the painting garden isn't fun either. It wasted so much of my time."

However, she thought to herself, since she had already earned ten million, she wouldn't care about the pain in her ears.

Mu Jin slowly smiled.

"Oh dear, we haven't gotten the results of the red coral experiment either." The cat suddenly stopped.

Mu Jin said, "I'll take it next time."

Although the cat was asleep at the time, Mu Jin remembered it. However, even if he asked Song Sifan for it, Song Sifan wouldn't give it to him, so Mu Jin didn't mention it at all.

The restaurant has private booths, and each seat is quite far apart, providing excellent privacy.

Mu Jin was also very picky about where they ate; he didn't like noise and also wanted to protect the cats.

Cat sat by the window and ordered several dishes, all of which were vegetarian, while Mu Jin ordered a rare steak.

After all the dishes were served, the cat ate her own while watching Mu Jin, who was elegantly cutting his steak. The steak was rare, with the inside still raw.

"Ah Jin, have you recently developed a taste for steak? You eat it every day."

Mu Jin glanced at her but didn't answer directly, "Do you want some?"

The cat shook its head. "I won't eat."

However, she asked with some curiosity, "Ah Jin, is the steak at this restaurant good?"

Mu Jin nodded. "It's alright."

Meanwhile, Cat was already considering whether Ah Jin should raise some cattle since she seemed to enjoy eating steak so much lately. The cattle raised in the Life Space would definitely have tender and succulent meat, much better than this so-called top-grade steak.

Cat went to the restroom halfway through, and when she came out, she saw a man and a woman walking towards her.

The woman was dressed fashionably, wearing large sunglasses and high heels. The man was a foreigner who seemed to be quite old. The height difference between the two was quite obvious, with the woman being taller than the man.

The man noticed the cat first and stopped in surprise. "Hi, are you Jiu Maomao? I've seen your movies, and your acting is excellent."

He called her name, and Maomao stopped. She looked at him and vaguely remembered that he seemed to be a director she had met at the Y Country Film Festival.

"Hello." The cat nodded slightly.

The man was about to say something more when the woman supporting his arm took off her sunglasses. "Lawrence, you know Cat Cat too? She's my friend, and we work at the same company... Cat Cat, what a coincidence, are you here to eat too?"

The cat looked at the woman; it was Kang Jiao.

The intimate relationship between Kang Jiao and director Lawrence speaks volumes.

The cat wasn't interested in that; she simply said, "Yes, excuse me, I'm going to eat now."

The cat is gone, but Lawrence is still looking back.

Kang Jiao angrily drew his attention back, "She's very famous and always outshines me at the company. Darling, will the role you designed for me make me stand out from her?"