He saw the search bar:
#Pretty Little She-Cat#
Little… little she-cat?!
Jian Xun was shocked and heartbroken. He’d thought that if he tried his best to be a good cat—doing his chores and earning money—Shang Xuci would completely accept him and fall in love with him! He’d believed he had achieved that, judging by his recent behavior.
He never imagined Shang Xuci would secretly be looking at other kittens behind his back.
And a pretty little she-cat, no less!
The lion cat’s eyes dimmed.
Was he being overly sentimental?
Jian Xun recalled the recent “coldness.” Why didn’t the boss want him to be intimate anymore?
Why didn’t he pat his butt?
Was it because the fur on his butt was thinning and not soft enough to touch?
Or did Shang Xuci think his own cat’s butt wasn’t round enough to be satisfying? The fur at the base of his large tail had grown in a bit, and from the middle to the tip it was as white as a dandelion—beautiful and fluffy…
Had men’s demands become so high?
The lion cat turned and ran to the mirror, examining himself carefully.
A round, delicate face. Clear blue eyes. Long, curving, sexy whiskers. Except for the base of the tail, his fur was as soft as cotton. A round, firm butt. Tender pink paw pads. Sharp claws that were never shown to his owner...
Oh, and his graceful, slow walk made his limp invisible.
Wasn’t all that enough?!
He was offering his whole body to be touched—his face, his legs—and Shang Xuci wasn’t even willing to take a look?
He wasn’t willing to pet the cat more, which would help ease the cat’s discomfort…
Jian Xun craned his neck to examine the cats on the screen. None of them looked as good as he did!
But they had still caught the boss’s eye. Jealousy once again twisted the cat’s expression.
Jian Xun had no interest in watching the video. He angrily jumped onto Shang Xuci’s lap, pinning him down with his paw as he swiped the screen.
“Meow!!”
The cat pouted for a kiss, but the man remained indifferent.
The cat tried rubbing against his hand. The man coldly refused.
“Soon, you won’t feel so bad anymore.” Shang Xuci patted his head and continued scrolling through the cat dating platform photos.
Ever since he realized what Sui Sui was doing when she rode his hand, he could no longer tolerate the cat doing it. Especially that one time, when he felt the intense wetness and stickiness on his arm—Shang Xuci’s eyes had darkened, and he’d taken a deep breath.
Every time afterward, he would go to the bathroom and wash his arm for a long time.
He’d been busy these past few days trying to find a girlfriend for Sui Sui, hoping to quickly resolve the cat’s discomfort.
But he didn’t realize that his actions were sending signals of rejection and indifference to Jian Xun.
He had no idea the cat was deeply hurt.
The cat crouched to the side, its tail twitching listlessly, occasionally casting a mournful glance at the man.
Shang Xuci hadn’t liked being petted lately.
He had even secretly touched the little calico cat in the garage!
Could it be that he liked the little female cat?
Jian Xun rolled over, exposing his white belly and meowing at Shang Xuci.
“Meow~”
Shang Xuci ignored him.
Unwilling to give in, Jian Xun tearfully rubbed his head against Shang Xuci’s.
Ding Dong—
The doorbell rang, and Shang Xuci stood up to get his package.
Jian Xun, not missing the chance, quickly jumped to the ground and followed behind him. He wanted Shang Xuci to hold him, to cuddle him.
Shang Xuci immediately opened the package and replaced the cat’s litter.
He’d try it out to see if it worked.
The little tail behind him started following him again. Since Sui Sui could open the door, Shang Xuci had bought a latch to keep it shut, just in case.
After fixing the door, Shang Xuci prepared to go to school that afternoon.
When he left, Jian Xun picked up his tablet in his mouth and searched:
[Cat initiates affection, but is rejected. What to do?]
Six o’clock in the evening.
Shang Xuci returned home and opened the door to see Sui Sui sitting in the hallway, looking aggrieved and waiting for him.
He squatted down to pet the cat. It rubbed its head against him—then suddenly bit him.
The pain was mild, almost negligible.
Shang Xuci was surprised; Sui Sui had never bitten him before.
After Jian Xun took the bite, he immediately backed off, licking the back of Shang Xuci’s hand in a flattering manner and meowing.
Shang Xuci didn’t mind. He sat on the sofa, took out his tablet, and adjusted the format of his paper, preparing to send it to his teacher.
Jian Xun also jumped onto the sofa and lay across his lap, staring eagerly to see if he was looking at the little female cat again. Seeing only densely packed words, his tense nerves relaxed, his tail stilled, and his expression settled into quiet displeasure.
Work.
Work again.
Study.
Study again.
Jian Xun could understand that weekdays were spent working and attending school—Shang Xuci had to support his family.
But shouldn’t he have more personal time after work, to rest and do other things?
Like… playing with the cat more, watching him more!
Jian Xun could understand Shang Xuci’s speech, but Shang Xuci couldn’t understand his meow language. Even if he got angry, meowed, and scolded, Shang Xuci wouldn’t know he was the target.
The cat’s punch felt like hitting cotton—soft and ineffective.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Jian Xun pressed his paw to search—
[How to find a good cat owner.]
[How to scam rich people and become a rich second-generation cat.]
[How to find a cat lover and make him willingly spend money on you and spend time with you.]
After searching, he prepared for bed. This time, out of spite, he didn’t go to sleep in the bedroom with Shang Xuci. Instead, he squeezed into a cardboard box, his butt facing the door.
Ten o’clock in the evening.
The cat couldn’t sleep, so he dug a hole in the litter box to relieve himself, then wandered around the living room.
Had he not noticed the cat wasn’t sleeping with him tonight?
Unconsciously, he reached the bedroom door.
Squatting there, staring—
Jian Xun made a startling discovery: the bedroom also had a latch. Was it to stop him from opening the door?
He stretched out his paw to touch it, but pulled back mid-air.
He continued to stare.
After a long time without finding a hole, the cat lay on the ground, pressing his ear to the door to listen carefully. He caught faint movements from inside the bedroom.
“Lao Wuuuu~” A weak meow.
The cat’s ears trembled.
Listen again.
No sound.
Wait again.
No one opened the door.
Jian Xun walked downstairs with heavy steps, feeling aggrieved.
Angry, aggrieved, and sad!
It was the first time the cat had been overwhelmed with so many emotions. He walked downstairs slowly, tail drooping.
Back in the cat bed.
Can’t sleep.
The cat’s mind was filled with images of Shang Xuci looking at that little female kitten…
Getting up to drink water, he accidentally knocked over the bowl, quickly soaking a large area of the floor.
Jian Xun quickly grabbed the mopping towel, ears drooping, placed his front paws on the towel, and began stretching.
Sadly, he mopped the floor—yes, even the wet parts.
Oh, if only he were human, he could have directly reprimanded Shang Xuci for having his cake and eating it too!
Bedroom.
Shang Xuci opened his eyes. The space beside him was empty—no sound of a cat purring.
He lay on the bed, his eyes slightly downcast. He glanced at the door several times, lips pursed, mind focused. There was no scratching, no meowing.
Shang Xuci reached for his phone on the bedside table.
He checked the surveillance camera for Sui Sui.
He turned it on and saw the kitten, butt sticking out, diligently mopping the floor.
By the time he was watching, the cat had almost finished.
He watched Sui Sui put the cloth back in the bathroom, then snatch one of his thin sweaters from the laundry bag and head into the living room. Even though he’d grown up, she hadn’t forgotten his clothes-stealing skills. He walked unsteadily, tripping several times.
Finally, he brought the cardboard box back and stuffed it inside.
With the clothes stuffed inside, it became harder for the large cat to get in.
Jian Xun nudged the edge of the box with his nose and carefully inserted one front paw, then the other, slowly inching his chubby body inside.
With every movement, a soft friction sound could be heard between the box and his squeezed fur, as if the box were being forced to double in size.
Worryingly, the cat’s hindquarters still remained outside the box, twisting and turning as he tried to squeeze into the small space.
His tail wagged in the air, dragging along the ground. His ears tilted back, eyes slightly narrowed, and his face showed a mix of concentration and resignation.
How could this be?
It was just one extra piece of clothing.
Yet the moment he tried to force his voluptuous body into the cardboard box, it seemed ready to burst at the seams. Still unwilling to give up, the cat pushed until he could barely fit—until a distinct crack made him stop.
He stepped out of the box, pulling the clothes out with him, and reluctantly left, clutching them in his mouth. Then he jumped onto the sofa, cradling the clothes with his front paws like a small dried-fish pillow, rubbing his head against the sweater and licking it with his tongue, as if verifying the texture and smell.
The next second, the cat suddenly opened his mouth, bit a corner of the sweater, and tugged with his teeth. He patted the clothes like a watermelon, then clung to them like a baby, completely absorbed in the comforting scent of his owner…
Shang Xuci stared at the cat in silence until Sui Sui fell asleep, hugging his sweater.
He figured that if Sui Sui was still feeling unwell after the concert, he’d wait until the fever was over and then have the cat neutered.
These days, whenever he had free time, he had been browsing cute pet dating platforms. Most of them were either seeking to marry into a family or looking for a mate for their precious daughters—often at a significant cost. The rest were all profiles Shang Xuci wasn’t interested in.
…
September marked the start of school. The weather was crisp and cool, with a refreshing chill finally setting in.
He had spent the summer focused on work, and now that school was back in session, he needed to devote some time and energy to his studies.
Shang Xuci withdrew his plan to study abroad for a doctorate. Instead of going straight to work at Shang Group headquarters as he had originally intended, he chose to complete his doctorate at his home university.
He wanted to balance study and work.
With his current perspective, he no longer had to endure the arduous struggles of his previous life. Whatever he wanted to do, whatever he wanted to handle—as long as the timing was right—he could make it happen with a flick of his fingers.
Now that he had a cat, his life felt a bit more relaxed.
The next day, Shang Xuci went to school. Before leaving, he saw Sui Sui sleeping soundly on the sofa. He didn’t disturb her and gently closed the door.
At three o’clock that afternoon, Shang Xuci received a call from home. On the other end, a crisp, young voice asked cautiously: “Shang Shang, can you come home?”