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Seeing that Song Qingyou was fine, Chen Lan heaved a sigh of relief and nagged endlessly.

Song Qingyou responded with a few grunts and then opened the cat carrier herself.

The cat inside jumped up.

“Eh-”

Chen Lan couldn’t react in time and was about to stop it when she saw Zhizhi land steadily in Song Qingyou’s hand.

“You scared me to death. 1 thought Zhizhi was going to pounce on your face!”

Chen Lan’s voice stopped abruptly, her eyes falling on the bruise on Song Qingyou’s forehead.

“That’s right. Your face… your forehead is injured. Why didn’t you apply medicine? Let me see if you’re bleeding. Don’t let it leave a scar…”

It wasn’t just her. Even Zhizhi, who was in her arms, turned around and stared at Song Qingyou’s forehead.

In the end, he couldn’t help but reach out his claws, as if he wanted to touch her wounds.

“Meow-”

Song Qingyou felt like Zhizhi was asking if she was in pain.

She was stunned for a moment before raising her hand to stroke the cat’s head. Her smile was serious and bright.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore. Don’t worry, Zhizhi.”

“How can a cat understand you? 1 think it’s better for you to apply some medicine first.”

After Chen Lan urged her, Fang Yan also sent a message.

After asking, Song Qingyou took the woman and cat to the guest room on the 27th floor.

After a while, Fang Yan came in with a first aid kit.

Chen Lan started to apply the medicine on Song Qingyou. She glanced at the cat standing on the armrest of the sofa, staring at her without blinking. She couldn’t help but complain, “I keep feeling that Zhizhi has been staring here to see if my hand is too heavy and will hurt you.”

“Maybe if I use force, it will pounce on me and scratch me.”

Song Qingyou looked at her cat and smiled.

“Zhizhi has such a gentle personality. How could he scratch people with his claws?”

“Gentle?” Chen Lan paused. “You really mean it?”

Song Qingyou: “Yeah, even if Zhizhi doesn’t want me to hug him, he’ll retract his nails when he’s pushing me away. Isn’t that gentle?”

“That’s only for you.” Chen Lan rolled her eyes. “He always flaunts his claws in front of me. I don’t even dare to hug him!”

“Maybe it’s because Sister Lan’s hug is uncomfortable.” Song Qingyou guessed

It was just a cat. Its bones were so soft. How could it be uncomfortable to hold it?

Chen Lan pouted speechlessly: “The heart filter you wear for your cat is too thick!”

After applying the medicine, Chen Lan saw that Song Qingyou still wanted to talk to Fang Yan, so she planned to leave with Zhizhi.

However, the kitten kept its paws on the sofa and refused to leave.

In the end, it was Song Qingyou who said that her forehead was fine. After comforting her, Zhizhi took the initiative to get into the cat carrier.

Fang Yan and Cao Manli had set a time to meet.

Perhaps because she didn’t trust Jiangyuan Group, Cao Manli agreed to meet him at a coffee shop instead of coming to the company building.

In addition, she would only meet with Song Qingyou, not even Fang Yan.

In the afternoon, Fang Yan sent Song Qingyou to the entrance of the cafe while he planned to wait in the car.

At this moment, Jiang Zhihan suddenly sent a message: [Where are you now?]

When Fang Yan saw this message, he thought Jiang Zhihan had woken up, so he called out to Song Qingyou, “Wait a moment, Miss Song!”

Song Qingyou turned around. “What’s wrong?”

Fang Yan had just opened his mouth when he saw another new message.

[ I’m not awake yet. Don’t talk too much in front of her.]

“Assistant Fang?” Song Qingyou was confused.

Fang Yan moved his lips. He did not have time to think about what Mr. Jiang meant and could only remedy the situation.

“Cao Manli only wants you to meet her. I don’t know what she’s up to. Please be careful.”

“I think she should pay more attention to her safety,” Song Qingyou nodded and said calmly.

Seeing the other party’s confident smile, he thought of Song Qingyou’s story of breaking down a tree with one kick… “You’re right,” Fang Yan smiled awkwardly.

Song Qingyou’s eyes flashed with suspicion.

Before entering the coffee shop, she deliberately turned around to look at Fang Yan. Seeing that he was looking down at his phone intently without any abnormality, she retracted her gaze.

At this moment, Fang Yan was staring blankly at Jiang Zhihan’s instructions.

Half of them were company affairs, and the other half were related to Song Qingyou.

For example, the person who injured Song Qingyou couldn’t be let off.

Another example was thanking Song Qingyou on behalf of President Jiang and what gift he should give her.

The boss wanted to write down everything he should say and do when he saw Song Qingyou.

Fang Yan was numb from watching. After recording everything on the notebook without complaint, he took the opportunity to ask, [Mr. Jiang, you said you didn’t wake up. What happened?]

He could still chat without waking up…

Could it be that his soul had left his body?

Could it be that when Mr. Jiang was unconscious, his soul had been floating in the air?

Fang Yan subconsciously looked around and shivered.

Jiang Zhihan hesitated for a moment. He thought that it was better to tell the truth than to let Fang Yan guess all sorts of things.

This way, Fang Yan could still help cover for him in the future.

So, after a while, Fang Yan saw Jiang Zhihan’s reply:

[ I’ve always been by Song Qingyou’s side.]

By Miss Song’s side? What was with Miss Song when she went in just now? Air?

Fang Yan’s face stiffened as he asked: [You… were floating?]

Jiang Zhihan was speechless.

Jiang Zhihan replied: [I’m not a ghost.]

If it was not a ghost, then it could only be a physical body.

Fang Yan, whose brain was working normally, finally remembered when President Jiang suddenly started paying attention to Song Qingyou.

At that time, Miss Song was still an unknown artist on the island and had no interactions with Jiang Zhihan. The only people around her at that time, besides Yu Muhuai and Jiang Xuyan, were…

—That cat!?

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable his guess became.

Besides, compared to ghosts, cats were more acceptable to him.

Fang Yan carefully typed:

[You are… Zhizhi?]

Jiang Zhihan was speechless.

Alright, since he didn’t deny it, it was a definite answer.

Fang Yan was surprised, but at the same time, he wanted to laugh.

Thinking about how Miss Song kept teasing and rubbing the cat…If the truth was discovered in the future…Would Mr. Jiang be beaten up?

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

Fang Yan: [ Do you need me to buy the cat back? If you offer a high price, Miss Song might agree.]

Jiang Zhihan replied: [She won’t sell it.]

Such a firm answer actually meant that Mr. Jiang couldn’t bear to part with Ms. Song, right?

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have exposed his secret of turning into a cat just to remind him to avenge Miss Song…

Fang Yan nodded in understanding and immediately expressed his loyalty.

[ Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about this!]

Jiang Zhihan replied, [Yeah.]

It wasn’t until the other party didn’t send any more messages that Fang Yan clicked on Song Qingyou’s Weibo on a whim.

Looking at all kinds of cat photos on Weibo, Fang Yan could not help but laugh even though he was still worried about Luo Zhen’s issue.

These cat photos were definitely a dark history for Mr. Jiang! He had to save it and savor it when he worked overtime in the middle of the night..