The cat pounced and buried its head in his chest.
“Meow~”
It’s not too late.
Jian Xun wrapped his paws around his neck. The cat rubbed its head against him vigorously, its tail wagging happily.
The soft fur, the irresistible cuteness, the familiar clinging gesture…
Shang Xuci lowered his eyes slightly, a smile tugging at his lips, his gaze fixed on the cat. He reached out and lovingly caressed its soft back.
After three days of intravenous drips at the hospital, Shang Xuci took the cat to Gu Ming for a full-body checkup. The cat’s second-injured leg had recovered about seventy to eighty percent and could now walk slowly without issue. Everything else was fine.
Once the examination was over, Shang Xuci prepared to leave the hospital. The driver, Uncle Zhao, opened the back door and saw the cat sleeping soundly in the young master’s arms. He exclaimed in surprise, “You found it?”
“Yes.” Shang Xuci glanced down at Sui Sui, whose eyes were closed and mouth slightly open as she rested on his shoulder. A wave of tenderness welled up in his heart. “Let’s go straight back to Ludao Garden.”
Jian Xun awoke to a change of scenery.
A spacious room, a dazzling crystal chandelier overhead, understated luxury, unfamiliar furniture…
The large white cat resting on the leather sofa immediately burrowed cautiously into the back cushions, its round eyes watchful.
The living room had panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows. Glancing sideways, he saw a delightful flower garden outside.
From the kitchen came the sounds of chopping and cooking. Outside, a water hose gurgled as it watered the plants. But the living room itself was cold and deserted, with no one moving about.
The cat nestled deeper into the crack of the sofa, finding a sense of security there.
He didn’t lift his head until he heard footsteps coming from upstairs.
“Mr. Shang, dinner will be served in about ten minutes.”
“Yes.”
Shang Xuci walked to the living room sofa, glanced around—and froze.
Where’s the cat?!
He grabbed a pillow and asked urgently, “Where’s my cat?”
The housekeeper, who had just stepped out of the bathroom, looked at the sofa as well. Only a few minutes ago, the cat had been sleeping there.
“Meow!”
Hearing Shang Xuci’s voice, Jian Xun poked his head out from under the sofa.
Shang Xuci let out a sigh of relief and said to the housekeeper, “It’s okay.”
He lifted the cat out and set it on his lap. “Don’t scare me like that again,” he said.
Jian Xun pressed his paw against his hand, gently biting the tip of his index finger as if in protest.
He noticed the boss had just finished showering and was dressed in home clothes. His long legs stretched out across the floor, making the cat want to climb onto them.
He leaned in to sniff, then looked up with a soft meow. His expression was satisfied—finally, there was no more cat smell!
As the others moved away from the sofa, Jian Xun sat holding his tail in a daze, taking in the scene he had never seen before.
A hand-carved coffee table stood in the center of the room, set atop an exquisite Persian rug. Two ancient paintings hung on the walls, accompanied by several carefully selected modern art pieces. Bookshelves displayed precious collectibles, antique clocks, and historic ceramics. In the corner of the living room stood a bar, stocked with a variety of high-end liquors and crystal glasses.
From a cat’s perspective, it was enormous.
He went downstairs and took a quick look around, watching the cooks busy in the kitchen, the housekeeper answering calls on the landline, and the robot vacuum cleaner—taller than he was—moving across the floor.
Jian Xun belatedly realized this was Shang Xuci’s new house.
As expected of a big shot, he had changed houses twice a year, each one bigger than the last.
Jian Xun was most concerned about his living space. He did his best to remain in cat form that day, avoiding a full exploration of every corner of the house and instead taking only a brief walk around the first floor.
Near the bar, Jian Xun was surprised to find his own cardboard box and a new cat bed, topped with the familiar dried-fish pillow.
The big white cat practically leapt onto the cardboard box, sniffing back and forth, left and right. Hmm! Exactly the same smell.
He immediately climbed inside, finding a soft blanket laid out. He kneaded it with his paws, then curled up obediently, switching to power-saving mode.
Upstairs, Shang Xuci waited until bedtime, but the cat never appeared. He searched the living room for a while before finally spotting it.
He stared at the box, suddenly regretting bringing it along.
Shang Xuci stood there for a moment, then bent down and picked up the box.
…
When Jian Xun woke the next morning, the room felt unfamiliar again. Peeking over the top of the box, he saw Boss sleeping on the bed.
He was in Boss’s bedroom?!
How could that be? He had clearly slept in the living room last night!
Jian Xun didn’t know that Shang Xuci had carried him into the bedroom during the night. The man had felt uneasy, worried the cat might run away, and besides—shouldn’t a cat be affectionate with its owner on the first night?
Hadn’t Sui Sui tried every trick in the book to get him to sleep in his bed?
So, in the middle of the night, Shang Xuci had gone downstairs, brought the cardboard box up, and locked the door.
When he woke the next morning, the first thing Shang Xuci saw was the cat. Delighted, he carried it downstairs for breakfast.
Jian Xun, however, was anxious. He had returned in such a hurry that he hadn’t told Xu Tutu, nor had he brought his phone. Was Xu Tutu worried right now?
In any case, after Shang Xuci left, he planned to disguise himself and go back.
After breakfast, Shang Xuci took the cat to their designated room—
A separate pet playground on the first floor.
As he walked up, a row of maids bowed in unison.
“Hello, Boss! Hello, Sui Sui!”
Jian Xun: ??
From left to right—
The first maid said, “Hello, Sui Sui! I’m your hair groomer.”
The second maid said, “I’m your dresser.”
The third maid said, “I’m your stylist.”
The fourth maid said, “I’m your playmate.”
The fifth was a middle-aged man. He bowed slightly and, in a gentlemanly tone, said, “I’m your personal driver.”
Jian Xun’s eyes were wide with shock!
He looked up at Shang Xuci. Shang Xuci caught his look and smiled. “They’re all yours.”
Jian Xun smacked his lips, licking them. “Wow, I’ve made it!”
The cat brushed past Shang Xuci’s legs and began inspecting the entire cat paradise. He soon broke into a run.
Woo woo, Brother Tutu, I’m rich!
Meanwhile, after finishing his last phone call, Xu Tutu—sitting at his workstation—sneezed loudly and muttered, “Who’s thinking about me?”
Rubbing his nose, he looked at the thick pile of unfinished documents on his desk. He desperately wanted to turn into a cat.
…
Jian Xun had a blast in the cat room. When he was tired, he ate; when he was full, he slept. Wasn’t this the life he had always dreamed of?
There was even a dedicated cat bed. Jian Xun stepped onto it—it was soft and smelled delicious. He carried the extra cat blanket to the bed, raised his rear, pounced on it, and painstakingly dug at it with his claws to fluff it up and smooth out the sheets.
Finally, he happily fell asleep.
After a good night’s rest, a new return reward appeared on his dashboard: four treasure chests with different skills. Jian Xun chose Stand User without hesitation.
Bang!
A lion cat, identical in size and shape to him, appeared. When he raised his paw to beckon wealth, the cat mirrored the gesture. A poke revealed warmth—real warmth!
The only drawback was the Stand’s dull eyes, lacking the lively spark of his own.
Jian Xun glanced around and ran to the cat changing room to test his new Stand User.
He could control the cat’s movements with his mind.
When Jian Xun transformed into a human and instructed his Stand to leave the changing room, the range was fine, but without visual contact, his mental control didn’t work.
The second method was to give the Stand specific commands. For example, he could program a full day’s schedule—accurate to the second—setting meal times, bathroom breaks, playtime, naps, and even the exact moment to wait for Shang Xuci at the door after work. Everything could be preset.
Jian Xun was extremely satisfied. Now, he no longer feared turning human; he could go wherever he pleased.
After spending the day getting used to his double, it was finally time for Shang Xuci to take the cat out.
The boss planned to take him to Gu Ming for a checkup and vaccinations.
The white cat lay obediently in the cat bag until the injections were finished. Then, finding an opportunity, he transformed into a human and let his substitute take his place in the bag for the trip home.
At the hotel, he told Xu Tutu about his experiences over the past few days and his encounter with Shang Xuci.
“Brother Tutu, I’ll probably stay in City A this time.”
Xu Tutu was unsurprised. “I know.”
“It’s only an hour from City A to City H by high-speed rail. I’ll come back to see you often.”
Although Xu Tutu still had a week before he could return, he was already reluctant to part ways.
He looked like a parent with a resigned but relieved expression—he couldn’t control his “child” anymore.
After making an agreement with Xu Tutu, Jian Xun planned to spend his remaining days with him.
From time to time, he would check on his substitute cat to see if it was doing its job properly. That was when he discovered the boss had hired a health nutritionist—for the cat.
A quick search showed the position was essentially a [cat cook.]
Cooking.
Cooking for cats.
Jian Xun thought, I can do that.
Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone, retrieved the resume he had saved from a past job search, made a few edits, and sent it in.
This way, it would also be easier for him to turn into a cat.
After finishing his work, Shang Xuci picked up the resume for the cat health nutritionist position. He read the first few pages carefully, but only took five seconds to skim the last one.
No education. No skills. No relevant experience.
Skills: Housework, massage.
A long list of strengths: hardworking, conscientious, able to work under pressure…
Finally, his gaze landed on the applicant’s photo.
Shang Xuci froze, his eyes narrowing.
Jian Xun followed Xu Tutu as he packed his things. His phone buzzed, and he quickly pulled it out.
“I’ve made it to the final interview!” he exclaimed excitedly.
“Let me see.”
Jian Xun hadn’t mentioned Shang Xuci—only that he was applying to work as a nutritionist for a wealthy family. At first, Xu Tutu had been skeptical, thinking such families had extremely high standards and that a newbie like Sui Sui wouldn’t stand a chance.
But the text message confirmed it—Jian Xun had made it to the final interview.
Xu Tutu was surprised. He gave him a thumbs-up and praised, “Sui Sui is amazing.”
“But it’s only an interview—don’t get complacent.” Xu Tutu patted his shoulder.
Jian Xun patted his chest and said with confidence, “Don’t worry, it’s no problem.”
After all, he was applying to be his own nutritionist.
Still, he signed up for a short, week-long nutritionist training course that came with an electronic certificate.
He had it all figured out—once he was working in Shang Xuci’s house, he’d have free rein to switch between human and cat forms as he pleased, earn a salary, and even collect double the intimacy bonus. A complete steal.
…
On the day of the interview
Jian Xun stood in front of the mirror, smoothed down his hair, changed into a dark gray blazer, white shirt, black leather shoes, and an overcoat, then headed out the door looking sharp.
Half an hour later, he arrived at the gate of Ludao Garden. After showing the security guard his ID, he was allowed in.
Seeing that he hadn’t driven and was asking for directions, the guard pointed to the main road behind him with a hint of disdain. “Go straight ahead.”
This was Jian Xun’s first time visiting Shang Xuci’s new home in human form, seeing the scenery with his own eyes. Rolling hills, meticulously landscaped gardens, a vast lake, and even a recreational playground…
Like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden for the first time, he gazed around in awe, touching here and there, his eyes filled with curiosity and admiration.
Do rich people get houses like this for free? It had everything—especially the large fish pond, which he couldn’t help but glance at several more times.
Finally arriving at his destination, he took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.
Shang Xuci was just about to head out with his coat when the chime rang. He opened the door.
Standing there was a young man, short and slender, his shirt buttoned all the way up. His suit gave off the air of a high school uniform, and his demeanor was clean and neat.
His eyes were round, deep blue like a cat’s—lively and clear. His lips were plump and well-shaped with a natural rosy hue, and his features were delicate and refined.
He lowered his gaze and spoke softly.
“Hello, I’m here for the interview for the position of cat nutritionist.”