Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

But after it dies, shouldn't that body also die?

Or, after her soul came out, another soul entered that body?

Thinking of this, Xin Miaomiao felt a little uncomfortable at first.

She didn't care who Xin Ziwen thought the fat cat was, but Mo Ziqi also went to snatch it, wouldn't he also think it was her?

She didn't want someone to be her substitute, even if it might really be just a cat.

"Don't think about it if you can't figure it out." Yuan Feng couldn't see that his wife was suffering, so he gently comforted him, and seeing that it was almost noon, he said, "Go in, what do you want to eat today? Shall I make it for you?"

"Whatever, I don't have much appetite, I want to see my aunt later." Xin Furong said.

"Okay." Yuan Feng nodded, and carefully helped her into the living room.

Today is the anniversary of Yang Rong's death. For so many years, Xin Furong went to worship her every year, but no one made Xin Miaomiao's cemetery, not even Mo Ziqi.

Thinking about it, everyone probably thinks that Xin Miaomiao is not dead, and that she will come back one day.

After seeing the two people go in, Xin Miaomiao jumped out of the garden.

Looking at the sun above her head, she felt a little annoyed. When she was thrown out by Nie Huaijin, it was still three or four days before Yang Rong's death day, and what Xin Furong said just now meant today.

Nie Huaijin put her into a coma for three days!

Xin Miaomiao kept this small account in her heart with her small nose and small eyes, and planned to return it when she saw her again in the future.

Right now, she will let him go first and take care of the affairs here first, she wants to see who is in that fat cat's body.

Xin Miaomiao crept out of the flowers in the small garden, shook the dead leaves all over her body, and raised her head to look at Mo's house next door.

The Mo's villa as far as she could see was even more dilapidated than the Xin's back then, and Mo Ziqi didn't even live here.

She should live in Xin's house first.

Xin Miaomiao looked around the Xin family's villa, but didn't see any servants. The villa felt deserted. Only Xin Furong and that man lived there.

Xin Miaomiao stepped on the fluffy carpet and walked in when they were not paying attention.

"This is the fresh fish I bought at the market in the morning. The soup is fresher, drink more." When Xin Miaomiao was about to go upstairs, she heard the man say.

Xin Miaomiao raised her little head, twitched her little pink nose, and sniffed vigorously, her cat's eyes lit up immediately, the fish soup smelled really fresh, and Master Miaomiao was hungry too.

She patted her flat belly with her little paw, and thanks to Nie Huaijin, she fell into a coma for three days, and now her eyes are so hungry that her eyes are black.

Xin Miaomiao gave up her plan to go upstairs, turned her head and went to Xin's restaurant.

Seeing the man named Yuanfeng standing beside Xin Furong, bending over to scoop her up the fish soup, the beige fish soup looks delicious.

Xin Miaomiao almost drooled.

With a cheeky face, she leaned forward, jumped onto the dining chair, and meowed at Xin Furong, who was surprised to see her.

"Meow." Give Master Meow a bowl too, I'm hungry.

"This cat..." Xin Furong's eyes widened in surprise when she saw Xin Miaomiao coming in by herself and jumping onto her own dining chair.

"Maybe it smelled the fish soup coming in by itself." Yuanfeng smiled.