Chapter 174 Taming a Human with Love
The calico cat recently encountered a major problem in its feline life.
How do you tame a human to be her subordinate?
The Cat King frowned slightly and asked the same question to the cats he knew.
The kittens stared at the canned food being fed to them by a human under her paws, their mouths watering. "Human? Your Majesty, are you trying to scam a human into becoming your master?"
Calico cat: "No."
It's the opposite!
She wants humans to recognize her as their queen!
Garfield with the flat face was kicked out of the teaching building by security guards again, and failed to get into the class of the literature professor who looked very much like his owner.
With its ears and tail drooping, it immediately burst into sobs upon hearing the calico cat's question.
"Human...I miss my master...Mom, when are you coming to pick me up? Waaaaaah..."
The calico cat swiftly leaped up a tree, determined to escape this mama's boy.
Finally, she found the knowledgeable old white cat.
The white cat was sunbathing again, squinting and tucking its paws in, patiently letting some human kitten, who knows which teacher's pet, grab its tail without any restraint.
It was over ten years old, its fur was no longer shiny, and its sense of smell was no longer keen. It wasn't until the calico cat got very close that it could smell her scent.
The white cat asked her, "What do you want to know now?"
It's the most educated stray cat at the university—it used to be a professor's pet cat.
However, the professor was old and in poor health. He raised the kitten from a few months old to five years old before passing away due to illness.
The professor's daughter wants to take it to a new home.
But the white cat refused.
It stubbornly stayed by the professor's bedside, hoping that one day its owner would return and gently stroke its head.
But it never came.
The white cat eventually figured it out.
When the professor's daughter came to visit again, it nuzzled her hand one last time, then turned and slipped out through the half-open door, returning to the campus through its memories.
The old professor's favorite thing to do was to sit on the chair next to the exercise equipment, holding it, and watch the young students coming and going with a smile, as if he could be infected by their youthful energy.
She can't see anymore.
The white cat thought, "It's okay, it will keep watching for its owner."
After hearing about the calico cat's troubles, the white cat seemed lost in some kind of memory, and slowly said:
"To get close to, to accompany."
"Then tame a human with love."
The calico cat was an impatient one. After a few seconds of deep thought, it meowed a thank you and then jumped off the table with its tail wagging as it ran off into the distance.
So much so.
She didn't hear the soft meow that followed the white cat.
"But you need to know."
Love is always accompanied by smiles and tears.
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The kitten was ready to stage an accident.
Humans, you no longer have to be lonely, because your cat has arrived!
She went to the bottom of the teaching building to ambush people.
Waiting and waiting.
I only saw the three people who were often with Jiang Yingxu, who were probably his roommates.
What about Jiang Yingxu?
The kitten was incredulous. It tilted its head back and sniffed hard, making sure that the familiar, crisp scent wasn't among the mixed smells, before it hurriedly ran towards the three people.
The long-haired calico cat dashed forward and blocked the road, meowing at the three of them.
"Is this... the cat that Brother Jiang asked the cat association for information about before?"
"That troublemaker who's impossible to catch, even if he dies?"
"It looks so well-behaved, it doesn't look like a demon pill at all."
The three male students muttered to themselves, one of them squatting down and reaching out to the kitten, "Mimi?"
The kitten turned its head away in disgust.
A pungent, foul odor, similar to that of grayish-white smoke.
The man greeted the kitten for a long time, but seeing that it remained unmoved and just stared at them with its round eyes, he scratched his head and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Are you here to see Jiang Yingxu?
"He went back to inherit the company and will come back during the final exams."
The three of them gestured wildly, trying to make the cat understand human students' requests for leave and final exams.
I don't know if the kitten understood.
Anyway, he stared at them for a while, then opened his mouth and squeaked, before turning around and running away quickly.
One of them snapped a picture of the kitten's back and posted it in the dorm group chat.
[@Jiang Yingxu, is this the same cat you saw before? It's here to block our way today.]
A while later.
Jiang Yingxu replied in the group chat: [Yeah, it's probably hungry. I'll have someone from the cat association bring it some canned food.]
My roommate suddenly realized.
No wonder Jiang Yingxu moved a box of packages back to his dorm, didn't put much in it, and then moved it out again the next day.
I could hear clanging and clattering sounds coming from inside.
My roommate asked curiously as we walked, "It's rare to see you like a cat, why don't you bring it home?"
This is the young master of the Yan Group!
The school's new laboratory building was donated by their family.
Although this young master was surprisingly not spoiled, he could stay in the dormitory and attend classes honestly, and he was not extravagant or wasteful when it came to meals.
But he is still the young master.
Catching a cat and taking it home to raise is no easy task.
Why bother sending canned food to the cat association and having the association's students feed the cats?
Is it that you can't even appreciate this kind of beauty, and are instead pursuing some kind of pure race-grade bloodline?
Just then, Jiang Yingxu replied with three short words in the group chat.
[Jiang Yingxu: It can't be raised well.]
Even his own life is a complete mess.
So how do you raise a cat?
Jiang Yingxu wasn't unaware that a little cat's tail had appeared beside him.
In the bushes in front of the teaching building, on the benches along the way back to the dormitory, and on the ornamental trees leading to the school gate.
A fluffy little cat, with its big, bushy tail standing upright, cautiously peeked out with half its face to observe him.
What does the kitten want to do?
Would you like to write an observation report titled "Observation Report on Humans Who Can Repair Fish"?
Jiang Yingxu pretended not to notice anything, deliberately avoiding eye contact with her, and secretly ordered expensive imported canned staple food.
They were all sent to the cat association.
They also included a sponsorship fund, hoping that the students from the cat association would feed and take care of the kitten regularly.
If you can't keep it, don't have too much interaction with it.
Jiang Yingxu thought that perhaps, after a while, the kitten would forget about him.
He put his phone away.
Just then, his assistant knocked on the door and came in to remind him to attend the meeting.
His keen observation and adaptability, honed by the struggle for survival in the past, along with his innate intelligence, allowed him to easily take charge of the group's affairs.
I'm only mildly interested; I wouldn't say I like it.
After being recognized and returned to the Yan family, the old man gave him a house, a large single-level apartment, near the group's headquarters.
Returning to the old house only brings the cautious and wary looks of the Yan family members.
With the old man's full support, Jiang Yingxu joined the group and moved out of the old house and into that large flat.
Anyway, I'll be alone when I go back.
Jiang Yingxu was used to working overtime until late at night.
He held two meetings and reviewed several documents in his office, working until it was dark outside.
The security guard on evening patrol knocked on the office door.
"Manager Jiang," the security guard reminded him, "it's raining outside, please be careful when you go back."
Jiang Yingxu knew this because his arms and calves had been aching slightly since evening, and a chill was seeping through them like a draft.
He thanked him politely.
It was almost ten o'clock.
Jiang Yingxu tidied up the documents on his desk, stood up, grabbed his car keys, and went straight to the underground parking garage.
The SUV slowly drove out of the garage exit, and the windshield was instantly soaked by the rain and fog.
As Jiang Yingxu passed the headquarters building, he glanced casually in that direction.
Just one glance.
Jiang Yingxu's gaze suddenly froze, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
He almost suspected he was hallucinating from working overtime.
Otherwise, how could one see it under the bright lights of the lobby, outside the glass sensor door, or in the corner of the pillar?
A small, fuzzy figure was squatting there.
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