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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nThis was Fu Sichen’s first time eating with a pet.

nSurprisingly, he didn’t feel the least bit disgusted— he even felt happy, seeing Pei Zhen munch away so heartily.

nHe didn’t eat anything yesterday because he didn’t like the cat food?

nThinking up to here, Fu Sichen pushed his sandwich towards Pei Zhen.

nPei Zhen went still with shock.

nWas this *sshole really taking him to be some kind of hero? Otherwise, why would he treat him like this?!

nPei Zhen felt a pang of pain, and remembered that his real body was still lying in the hospital. He really wanted to give Fu Sichen a nice slap!

nAfter breakfast, Fu Sichen scooped some bone broth into a thermos, changed his clothes, and got ready to leave the house.

nKnowing that Fu Sichen was going to the hospital, Pei Zhen trotted closely behind him, trying to get across his desire to go with him.

nSince he was a cat, he had no other choice. As much as he didn’t like Fu Sichen, he could only depend on him.

nFu Sichen thought that the cat was bored and lonely. He picked the cat up, and took it with him.

nWang Youquan was in the parking lot. Still biting on a meat bun, his eyes welled up in tears when he saw Fu Sichen appear.

nThis was a continuation of the series “You’re Worth Less Than a Cat.”

nNot only did the cat take his breakfast, but he was now cuddling up to Best Actor Fu!

nFu Sichen was perplexed by the expression on Wang Youquan’s face. He slipped into the backseat of the sedan before asking, “What’s wrong?”

nWang Youquan swallowed the bun sorrowfully. “Nothing.”

n“Let’s go to the hospital…”

nAs Fu Sichen settled in the backseat, Pei Zhen squirmed out of his embrace, and jumped onto his head.

nFu Sichen was speechless.

nWhere did this cat get his guts from? And what was up with that feisty temper of his!

nFu Sichen grabbed the cat and removed it from his head. But before he could speak, the cat broke free, leaping onto his shoulder, and had gotten back on his head in no time flat.

nThis little monster…

nFu Sichen scowled and said icily, “Get down, or I’ll throw you out of this car.”

nBeing hurled out at this speed on the highway, even having nine lives wouldn’t save him.

nFu Sichen’s words had an impact. The Persian cat came down from Fu Sichen’s head, but still stubbornly remained on his shoulder.

n“Sigh… this little monster.” Wang Youquan was observing the interaction between the pair with amusement. “So he really does understand what we’re saying.”

nFu Sichen thought otherwise, “He was trained.”

nAfter saying that, he couldn’t resist adding, “This is nothing. He even pees standing up.”

nWang Youquan exclaimed in disbelief. “What?!”

nPei Zhen almost fell off of Fu Sichen’s shoulder.

nIt was great that Fu Sichen thought that he was normal, but did he really have to announce his private habits to the whole world?! What a scumbag!

nAn air of awkward silence followed.

nThe cat and chauffeur finally arrived at the hospital. After hearing about his strange peeing habits, Wang Youquan began to look at Pei Zhen strangely.

nEven before the car came to a halt, Wang Youquan had already whipped out his mobile phone to search the internet.

n“Do cats pee standing up?”

nThe search yielded quick results. A string of related links popped up on the screen.

n“How to Help Your Cat Differentiate Between The Litter Box and The Bed.”

n“Warning Signs of Abnormal Urinating Behavior in Kittens.”

n“Fast Facts About Bad Urinating Habits in Kittens.”

nThe top few search results had been somewhat relevant, but the rest were simply useless. In any case, there weren’t any topics about cats that stood up to pee.

nWang Youquan gazed at Fu Sichen’s silhouette growing smaller and smaller in the distance. He began to question if it was just that he had no knowledge about anything cat related, or that Fu Sichen was neglecting to notice something.

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