Watching Cat Cat sharpen her claws, hum a little tune, and run off, Lu Mouren could only wave helplessly and wish her well.
"I hope Great Uncle Lei Ge is doing all right."
Lu PingAn had no worldly desires toward Cat Cat—at least, that was what he believed. Yet in reality, his relationship with Cat Cat was absurdly close.
To outsiders, Cat Cat was Lu PingAn's cat; Lu PingAn was both her owner and her controller. But those who truly got close to them would discover that the most outrageous thing between them was probably their utterly unconditional trust.
Cat Cat trusted that Lu PingAn would treat her well, while Lu PingAn trusted that Cat Cat would follow him wholeheartedly. As that trust had accumulated over time, their tacit understanding and relationship had reached their peak. Sometimes, even Xia Qin got jealous when they curled up together.
After all, when the two of them were sleeping peacefully at night, only for a cat to suddenly climb on top of her man and wedge herself between them, Xia Qin was already showing remarkable restraint by not immediately throwing hands.
"Comrade? Ally? Subordinate? Uh, lately, she's probably more like a little sister."
Lu PingAn had also grown used to this cat appearing and vanishing unpredictably, whether she was slacking off or looking for fun under one excuse or another. Sometimes, when nothing was happening, Cat Cat could cling to Lu PingAn for an entire day.
Lu PingAn felt that this might be some kind of "big brother deficiency." After all, Cat Cat's family registry situation was far too delicate, and she really did have a cheerful, clingy personality.
Yet in the eyes of certain people, the one with the problem was actually Lu PingAn.
". . . You need to tell her