The cat said, "Get out of the way, don't block the way."
They really weren't being polite at all.
Song Ci smiled and stepped aside, walking alongside the cat. "Sister Cat, I've been exercising a lot lately. I've grown three centimeters taller and gained two more abs."
The cat said, "There is a condition called amusia. Patients cannot sing a song accurately and often sing off-key, but they often feel that they sing it well."
Song Ci was interrupted by this sudden piece of little-known knowledge. He thought for a moment and said, "Sister Cat Cat, why are you saying this? You sing so well, this kind of disease has nothing to do with you."
The cat looked at him and smiled. "Yeah, so what does it matter to me whether you exercise, grow a few centimeters taller, or how your abs are?"
Song Ci then realized he had been rebuffed. He said, feeling wronged, "This is so hurtful, Sister Cat. I'm trying to develop into a handsome man, aren't I? Maybe you'll like that type."
The image of Mu Jin's abs popped into the cat's mind...
She quickly touched her nose and felt it was warm, but thankfully there was no nosebleed.
She calmly replied, "Yes, I like that one."
She looks slim in clothes, but has a muscular physique underneath! Alluring, yet abstinent... Thinking about it this way, Ah Jin is quite a tempting person.
Song Ci had no idea that Maomao was thinking so much. He was now greatly encouraged. "Sister Maomao, in two months at most, I will definitely become the most stylish man on the street."
That has nothing to do with her... the cat thought silently.
As they walked, Song Ci noticed that Maomao was veering off course, so she called out to her, "Maomao, where are you going? Come with me. With me here, would I let you go to some remote corner?"
With a clear goal in mind, Song Ci led the cat to the table that Lan Feng had said "we can't sit at".
Cat originally thought he could find her a reliable place, but now that she sees it, she's not willing to go there anymore.
Song Ci looked at Maomao with a puzzled expression. "Sister Maomao, why aren't you leaving? Let me tell you, the owner of that table is my brother, he's one of us, understand? Hurry up and leave."
Song Ci was very enthusiastic and always took himself very seriously.
However, he was unaware that Maomao and Song Sifan knew each other.
"Song Ci, you go by yourself, don't worry about me," Maomao said, determined not to go.
Song Ci asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Sister Cat Cat, shall I introduce you to my friends?"
The cat glanced at Song Ci and refused without hesitation, "I won't see her."
Song Ci's most reliable friend is Jiu Yebai; she has no interest in anyone else.
Seeing that the cat was really going to go somewhere else, Song Ci suddenly said, "By the way, I remember Jiu Yunchi is also a guest at the banquet. Don't you want to sit with your brother... oh no, your younger brother?"
The cat stopped. "Jiu Yunchi is coming?"
Song Ci nodded quickly.
The cat hesitated for a moment, then changed its mind.
She left with Song Ci.
The empty table was finally occupied. The cat sat there without any discomfort, while Song Ci was enthusiastically trying to find topics to talk about.
Song Ci is the best conversationalist I've ever met. He always manages to keep the atmosphere neither awkward nor noisy.
This is probably a family trait; the Song family members are all adept at social maneuvering.
Song Ci asked, "Any news about Jiu Yebai? That kid's something else, leaving without a word. Is he trying to cut ties with me?"
Cat: "It would be great if we broke up."
Song Ci immediately said, "Then he will definitely regret it for the rest of his life. Where can he find a brother as close as me? His sister is my sister. Look how good I am to you."
The cat's eyes were only on the mobile game; she was playing "Angel Wings".
Before, she had to hide it, but now that Raven Games and her studio have announced the endorsement, she can play it openly and honestly.
"Song Ci, go flirt with someone else, stop buzzing around me," the cat said.
Song Ci choked for a moment. Buzzing? Was he a fly?
"Sister Cat Cat, I..." Song Ci was about to say something when she was suddenly interrupted.
"Young Master Song, hello." The speaker's voice was still a bit childish, but he was very composed.
Song Ci looked at the newcomer and greeted him very familiarly, "Isn't this the young genius Jiu Shiyi? Young Master Jiu, I've heard so much about you."
The cat suddenly looked up and glanced at it.
It really is a long-standing tradition!
He was dressed more formally today, tall and thin, trying hard to look mature, but he couldn't hide his youthful face. Compared to the flamboyant Song Ci, Jiu Shiyi looked like a well-behaved child.
Jiu Shiyi sat on the other side of the cat.
Song Ci said with great interest, "Sister Cat Cat, this little boy is amazing. His name is Jiu Shiyi. He is a child prodigy. He won the championship in the top international science and technology competition when he was twelve years old. He didn't go to high school and went directly to university."
What a coincidence! You're alumni, and you even share the surname Jiu, hahaha.
Only Song Ci thought it was a coincidence.
Because both Maomao and Jiushiyi knew that they shared the same family name.
The cat asked Jiu Shiyi, "Little brother, what brings you to this kind of occasion?"
Jiu Shiyi was initially quite happy because he met the cat without any problems.
However, the way she looked at him like he was looking at a child made him feel very frustrated. "Why can't I come to this kind of occasion? I'm here representing my dad."
"Hey, Sister Cat, do you know each other?" Song Ci asked.
Cat nodded, "Yes, this little brother also plays 'Angel Wings'."
Song Ci understood, "So, geniuses all share similar interests."
These words praised both of them.
A short while later, Song Ci received a phone call, told Maomao about it, and then left.
Jiu Shiyi, who had been motionless, finally spoke, "You're willing to be someone else's older sister, so why won't you admit that you're my older sister?"
The cat said, "Little brother, I admit I'm useless."
Jiu Shiyi understood what Maomao meant, but he said very seriously, "Grandpa really wants to see you. When his illness wasn't too serious, he would often look for your programs on many TV stations. Recently, he hasn't been able to get up, and I'm the one who tells him all this."
I can't persuade your father to go back to the Jiu family, but could you come back with me to see Grandpa?
The cat said, "No."
Jiu Shiyi had anticipated this outcome. He did not give up, but pleaded, "It's just a meeting. Even if you don't want to call him grandpa, just consider it charity and go see a dying old man. That's all. You don't need to do anything."
Jiu Shiyi looked sorrowful, unable to contain his emotions. He had grown up with his grandfather since he was a child, so the period when his grandfather was sick was the most agonizing for him.
Even though he tried to appear strong, he couldn't control himself now, because he knew perfectly well that the cat was his sister, yet he couldn't reunite his family. This feeling was powerless and terrible.
The cat glanced at him, and Jiu Shiyi looked like he was about to cry.
"Are you about to cry? The old man isn't terminally ill, why are you so downcast?"
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