"Tell me the reason." Mu Jin looked at her intently.
The cat was looking at him too.
At that moment, Maomao suddenly realized something: she should understand Ajin; his bottom line was that she shouldn't leave him.
If she reveals her true intentions, Ah Jin might take action against her.
Ah Jin is very powerful. She can't guarantee that Xinggui won't trap her, so... she can't keep provoking Ah Jin.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing for her to be trapped here by an NPC?
So, after a moment of silence, the cat said, "I want to go back to the Jiu family."
Mu Jin's eyelids twitched. He walked over and sat in the cat's car. "Get in."
The cat pouted and turned to get into the car.
Back at the Jiu family home, when the cat went into the bedroom, she locked the door in front of Mu Jin.
She saw that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Oh my, this is the first time I've ever seen Ah Jin like this.
...
After returning to the Jiu family, she and Mu Jin enjoyed a brief period of peace, because both of them were busy, which meant they didn't have much time to argue.
Cat Cat is now thinking that it's better if Ye Mingshi doesn't wake up, so that A Jin won't have so much time to take care of her.
studio.
The cat wrote two names on the paper—Seven Nights, Kunwu.
Kunwu also exists in this world. Shouldn't she go to Kunwu's headquarters? Otherwise, how can she find Qiye?
As she was thinking, she suddenly noticed a cardboard box on the ground containing several trophies, all of which she had won at the Extraordinary Entertainment year-end gala.
Just then, Lan Feng walked in and picked up the box. "I put them together with your previous trophies. I was thinking of making a museum for you later and putting all of these in there. That would be nice."
The cat stared at the trophies, its brows gradually furrowing.
After a long day of work, she received a call from Mu Jin. His words were concise: "Go home early."
This is a sentence that Mu Jin has had to say every day for the past few days, as if afraid that she would run around again.
"Okay," the cat replied.
However, as night fell, Cat drove off in a completely opposite direction from Deer Mountain.
She was fairly familiar with the route because she had been here once before.
After bypassing the barrier of a mountain, she saw the sea.
Driving along the humid seaside road, the cat quickly sorted out the answer in her mind, which gradually became clearer.
An hour later, she reached the gentle mountaintop.
Built by the sea, it's the only villa in the area that spans several miles.
The villa was brightly lit inside and out, clean and impressive.
It would be best if someone were there.
The cat drove to the villa's entrance, but didn't even get out to ring the doorbell before the gate opened.
She drove in along the way and parked smoothly in front of the villa.
The automatic glass door opened, and under the bright lights, Song Sifan, dressed casually, stood at the doorway.
He watched as the cat got out of the car and said with some surprise, "What day is it today? Why would you come to my house?"
The cat walked straight up to Song Sifan and stared at him without blinking.
"The way you're looking at me is making me misunderstand," Song Sifan said with a slight smile. "Would you like to come in and sit down?"
The cat didn't stand on ceremony and went straight in.
She sat on the sofa, her eyes scanning the villa.
She had visited this villa when she was unconscious, but she hadn't looked at it closely, and now she wasn't very interested.
Song Sifan poured her a glass of mango juice.
The cat took a sip and asked, "Why do you have mango juice in your house?"
Song Sifan looked at her: "Can't I drink it?"
The cat put down the cup. "Then drink it. After you finish, I'll talk to you about serious matters."
Song Sifan couldn't help but smile. "It's so late, and you're still talking to me about serious matters. Why don't you go ahead and tell me?"
Cat: "If I had spoken first, you wouldn't have gotten this mango juice."
Song Sifan: "If we can't drink it today, we can drink it tomorrow."
Suddenly, the cat pulled out a dagger.
The dagger was very sharp, reflecting a cold, piercing light under the bright lamplight.
Song Sifan's brow twitched slightly. "Is this the important thing you wanted to talk about? In the middle of the night, you've come to kill me?"
What if I said yes?
Song Sifan was somewhat incredulous. "Even if things can't go according to my wishes, it doesn't mean you have to kill me, does it? I'm already far away from you."
“Song Sifan, I know you like me,” Maomao said.
She had never really understood it before. She even thought Song Sifan was a strange person, strange in a way that was hard to explain. Or perhaps, his inexplicable kindness towards her stemmed from his incompatibility with A Jin.
But now, Cat suddenly realized that Song Sifan's claim of liking her might actually be true.
Song Sifan smiled, a very pleasant smile. "Really? This is the most heartwarming thing I've heard in all these years."
The cat looked at him and said, "You don't need to be happy."
Song Sifan understood what she meant. When she said she understood, she simply meant she understood, and that was all.
However, this was enough to make him happy.
"Even though you won't change your mind, I still want to say it again: stay with me, and I'll give you everything."
The cat shook its head. "Song Sifan, you really seem like a good person."
Yes, it's just similar.
“Ah Jin is everything to me. You took everything from me and then come to tell me that you want to give everything back to me. You’re ridiculous.”
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