The kitten was struck dumb!
His father actually disliked him!
Before, his dad would come over and suck on his paws without any disgust!
Si Qiannan noticed that the kitten seemed to freeze after he said something, looking like it was deeply hurt. However, he still didn't comfort the kitten, but instead reached out and picked it up and put it back on the table.
Seeing that his father was about to leave, how could the kitten let his father abandon the cat like that? He jumped off the table without hesitation and fell flat on his back on the ground.
"Oh my god!"
The maid next to them saw this and couldn't help but cover her mouth and gasp in surprise.
After all, the kitten was still so small. The height from the table to the ground was like an insurmountable mountain for him. Even with a soft blanket underneath, that height could still kill a kitten.
Several servants quickly gathered around, seemingly unable to bear seeing the kitten suffer so much.
Si Qiannan couldn't help but stop walking, but she didn't turn around.
He was not sure when he heard the cat's meow and found that the kitten had walked unharmed to his feet and, like a rascal, hooked its two front paws onto his trouser leg, refusing to let go.
Si Qiannan remained silent, and the two stared at each other for a while.
Until Si Qiannan lost his patience, he lifted his foot, and the cat, like a fluffy mop, with a faint sense of death, clung to Si Qiannan's heel and dragged it along the ground.
Si Qiannan didn't dare to go up the steps anymore. He walked from the living room to the kitchen and found that the cat was still dragging behind him with its belly outstretched, its two paws having scratched several holes in his haute couture clothes.
However, he wasn't angry about it; he just felt a little helpless.
Why is it so clingy, like a puppy, a puppy and a cat?
Si Qiannan wanted the cat to stop bothering him, this boring human, so he stood still, waiting for Wensheng to come and resolve the problem.
When Wensheng arrived, the maid had already told him about Si Qiannan's interactions with the cat. He immediately understood that he might have to give the cat away.
But when he came over to hug the cat, he saw that the cat had changed its position, with one paw hugging his father's leg and the other paw hooking the curtain.
It's just like a child who throws a tantrum and screams at their parents to buy something delicious.
Hearing his footsteps, Si Qiannan turned around impatiently, signaling him to hurry up and catch the cat.
But when Wensheng said he would return the cat immediately, Si Qiannan finally spoke, saying:
"etc."
He added, "Don't you own a cat?"
Si Qiannan's words startled Wensheng, but this taciturn version of their leader was simply too difficult to understand, so Wensheng could only press further:
"I don't plan to get a cat for the time being, boss, what do you mean..."
Si Qiannan frowned, seemingly because Wen Sheng hadn't given the answer he wanted:
"He's too stupid; he might get bullied."
"He" refers to the cat who is caught in the middle of the situation and is not directly involved.
Wensheng finally understood what Si Qiannan meant. His boss himself was averse to small animals, but he felt sorry for this cat, so he wanted Wensheng to adopt this silly cat who couldn't even judge distance properly.
Wensheng thought of how the cat looked when it was cuddled in his palm, and couldn't help but imagine the cat clinging to him every day, but he quickly came to his senses:
"Boss, Mr. Si has now asked me to gradually familiarize myself with the family business in addition to my studies. I'm basically not at home now, so I can't take good care of him."
Upon hearing this, Si Qiannan felt that Wen Sheng's situation was understandable, but what about this silly little cat? The kitten only knew how to cling to other people's trouser legs when begging for food. If it were a bad guy, this silly cat might have to go hungry and wander the streets.
"If you don't want it, I will!"
At this moment, Si Yeguang also came over. Hearing the conversation between Si Qiannan and the other person, he deliberately contradicted his son and reached out to pick up the cat.
"Such an adorable cat, you must be blind not to keep it."
But the kitten, which had just been clinging to its grandfather, suddenly dodged Si Yeguang's hand and, without hesitation, rushed towards Si Qiannan a thousand times over, as if venting its anger, and bit Si Qiannan's shoe.
I almost broke my baby tooth.
At this moment, the cub longs to become a majestic and powerful kitten like the one in the game, where the tiny person can nestle against the cat's broad chest, instead of the cat being unable to even bite through the toe of a person's shoe!
But the cat didn't give up. Instead, it went straight to the space between Si Qiannan's legs, lay down, and rolled over.
"Looks like he's really stuck with you."
Si Yeguang seemed a little angry:
"This silly little cat, how come he can't tell who's nice to him?"
It's not that the kitten can't tell the difference; it's that the kitten knows that only Si Qiannan, this despicable person, truly belongs to it, and the kitten belongs only to him.
He and Si Qiannan have the closest connection in the world.
The cat resolutely leaned against Si Qiannan again, tirelessly rubbing against his trouser leg and nudging his hand with its head. The cat's eyes were fixed on him.
Faced with such a clingy cat, especially one that only clung to him, Si Qiannan was indeed at a loss. He tried to walk away, but the cat blocked his way.
This time, the cat tried a different approach. He scurried out of the house and into the manor. After everyone had stopped seeing him, Si Qiannan assumed that the cat had run away because he had angered it.
The Si family wasn't some wicked family that would eat cats and not even care about bones. They immediately sent people to search for the cat in the yard, and even Si Qiannan quietly joined in, although Si Qiannan didn't know how to call for Mimi.
He felt a pang of sadness as he listened to the servants calling him "cat," "mimi," and "kitten" in various ways, without even a single fixed name.
The kitten was just born and had been separated from its mother since it was a kitten, just like him.
But the cat got lost before it even had a name.
How could a cat know he was a monster? Besides, that cat's head looked so round, it probably didn't have much inside it. It's silly, so it's normal that it couldn't tell who was a good person.
Si Qiannan didn't return to his room until late at night, completely exhausted. He closed his eyes almost as soon as he touched the bed, and didn't even think that this was the first good night's sleep he had had since his mother passed away.
After he had slept for an hour or two, the cat, looking disheveled, slipped in through the crack in the door.
The kitten was stupid. He wanted to go hunting for his father to prove that he could support him, but when he went out, even the mice laughed at his short legs.
"You short-legged cat, pet cat, what are you doing hunting? Has your owner abandoned you?"
A majestic tabby cat stood on the fence, stomping its feet as it watched him.
The cub answered honestly:
"Dad doesn't like me now, so I'm going to go hunting to prove I'm a good cat, and that people can keep a good cat."
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