After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 319 His Cat (34)

The night grew thicker.

Du Shiling was still thinking about one thing before falling asleep.

That is how to earn back the one hundred silver dollars that are about to be spent.

He never traded at a loss.

The little cat demon asked him for money, so he had to return it in other ways.

As for why...

Du Shiling quietly looked at the white cat beside him, a trace of interest flashed across his calm eyes.

He really wants to see a monster that can transform into a human form.

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Early the next morning, a sharp shout broke the tranquility of Du's house.

A lot of people gathered in the side courtyard where Du Shiling lived. There was a person kneeling in the exquisite and spacious front hall. There were still a lot of blood stains on the clean floor, dripping and dripping all the way to the courtyard.

Du San'an knelt quietly on the ground, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, trying not to make any sound.

Du Shiling was sitting on the chair opposite, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, drinking it slowly.After the tea in the cup cooled down a little, the man lowered his eyes, and there was a bottomless chill in his eyes.

"I asked you to kill a cat, but you dare to let it go on your own initiative, Du San, do you think that you are the master of this family?"

Du San's head drooped even lower, and his head almost hit the floor. In this chilly spring, his back was already wet.

"Master, it's Du San's ineffectiveness, but it's up to the master to punish him."

"Well, you are really incapable of doing things."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to Du Mei who was standing aside again, and saw that she was crying with tears all over her face, feeling wronged and pitiful, but Du Shiling's face was indifferent and indifferent.

"Those who should be beaten should be beaten, and those who should be punished should be punished, little girl, since you refuse to admit that you made a mistake, then let Du San take your share too. Come on, delay, fifteen lashes , no one is allowed to be merciful."

Du San was dragged down by two strong servants without saying a word.

In the silent living room, the sound of a woman sobbing cautiously could be heard faintly, forbearance and grievance.

Du Shiling glanced at her, and Du Mei subconsciously suppressed her crying, but her body trembled slightly and her fists were clenched tightly.

"Come here, take the third lady back to rest, stay at home these few days, and reflect on what you did wrong."

"elder brother……"

Du Mei finally couldn't help asking, she wiped her tears sobbingly, mustered up the courage to look at Du Shiling, with unwillingness and stubbornness in her eyes.

"I don't... I don't understand. It's just a cat. Why do you treat me like this?"

Du Shiling loved Du Mei since she was a child, no matter it was delicious or fun, she was always the first to think of her, such a gentle and kind brother would lose his temper with her because of a cat today, Du Mei couldn't figure it out. Feel wronged and sad.

Du Shiling looked at her, his tone was still gentle, but there was no expression on his face.

"Still don't know what's wrong with me?"

"I, I know! I just don't understand, you, why you hurt so much, that cat."

why?
Du Shiling thought about it carefully, then slowly got up and walked out.

"Because she's my cat."

"I'm still your sister."

"Sister? I have six."

After leaving these words, Du Shiling walked out of the living room without looking back, leaving only Du Mei with dull eyes to reflect on what he just said.

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It's already April, but the weather is still cold. After taking off and putting on the thick clothes, many people caught the wind and cold.

Du Shiling also caught a cold, and when the doctor came for an examination, he found that he had a low-grade fever, so he quickly gave him an injection and prescribed medicine.

"Today, you'd better stay at home and rest. The temperature has been unstable recently, and keeping warm is the key."

Du Shiling, who was lying on the soft chair, looked a little pale, his lips were dry and his pupils were light-colored, and he looked listless.

The doctor dispensed the medicine and watched him take it, and repeatedly told him to keep warm before leaving.

After all, Du Shiling's health is the most important thing. If something happens to him, the entire Lincheng economy will start to be in turmoil.

When Chen Jiang came, there were a lot of ledgers in his bag, which Du Shiling asked him to bring from the office. The general ledgers of more than a dozen shops in a day were a dozen or so books, and it took more than three hours to read them all.

"Cough cough..."

Du Shiling got up, walked to the window and sat down. He was wearing a short light blue mandarin jacket that made his figure look even thinner. After sitting down, Chen Jiang took out all the ledgers and placed them in front of him, looking at the boss with a sick face. , the secretary is also a little worried.

"Boss, if you don't check this week's accounts, you should lie down and rest."

Without raising his head, Du Shiling picked up the ledger on the top floor, flipped through it, and began to move the abacus. The fever and cold didn't seem to affect his thinking, and the beads of the abacus danced rapidly under his fingers.

Chen Jiang had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Du San, who was standing outside the door, hurried up to meet her and asked in a low voice.

"How is the master now?"

Chen Jiang looked at Du San, and smiled helplessly again.

"Third brother, you should still care about yourself, those whips must be uncomfortable, so don't stand here."

Du San shook his head.

"I'm fine. The master is merciful and the beating is not severe. If he really wanted to punish me, he wouldn't let the servant use a hard whip."

A soft whip hurts a hundred times more than a hard whip.

He grew up watching the master, he was ruthless to outsiders, but he was always merciful to his own people.

Du San didn't blame the master for punishing him, he only blamed the cat demon for being too advanced, causing the master to blindly make irrational judgments.

Chen Jiang sighed, and patted Du San on the shoulder to comfort him.

"The boss knows what to do, can you relax for a while?"

Du San couldn't listen to what he said at all, so he opened his mouth to ask.

"What did the doctor say? Why did the master have a fever for no reason?"

"During this period of time, the temperature difference between day and night is large. If you wear less clothes, you will easily catch a cold and have a fever. Don't worry about minor problems."

"The master has been healthy since he was a child, and he hasn't had a fever since he was ten years old. How could he have a fever for no reason...By the way, is the master still holding that white cat?"

Chen Jiang nodded.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Du San frowned and pondered, his face full of unfathomable depths, he nodded vaguely, then turned around and left, leaving Chen Jiang alone in the same place with a confused head.

"What do you mean...you're just talking about it."

-

After dinner, the kitchen sent another bowl of black chicken soup to warm up the body. After taking a sip, Du Shiling felt greasy, so he frowned and ordered the servant to bring it down.

The stove in the room was still burning, and as the temperature gradually rose, Du Shiling took off his mandarin jacket, leaving only a thin shirt on, and continued to lean over the desk to calculate the account books of the previous week.

At this time, Ding Bao was lying on the table in a heap, with his round face leaning against Du Shiling's account book, quietly dozing off with him.

(End of this chapter)