Transmigrated as the Villain's Cat

Secretary Zhang recently found out that Xiao TangGao no longer likes him.

When he went to Boss Fu's house before, although Xiao TangGao would not come up to rub him like he did to Boss Fu, she would not resist her touch.

And now-

Xiao TangGao squatted down on the table and ate her own cat food, her fluffy broom-like tail stuck to the table and swept it around happily.

From time to time, his blue eyes sparkled with joy.

It makes people feel happy just looking at it.

Mr. Fu is in the study.

Secretary Zhang, who was waiting in the living room, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he casually walked to the table and put his hand on Xiao Tang Gao's glossy snow-white back.

However, Xiao TangGao was flexible for a moment.

Secretary Zhang's hand abruptly flew into the air.

His smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he looked down at Xiaotangbing, only to find that the snow-white cat turned his head to look at him, and his sapphire-like eyes looked straight at him.

It was his illusion.

Why did he feel that Xiao TangGao avoided him on purpose.

Secretary Zhang put his hand up again in disbelief.

This time he was sure it wasn't an illusion.

The white cat nimbly slipped away from under his hand, and turned to look at him. Its blue eyes were full of the words Don't bother me.

Then he lowered his head, took his small pink bowl to the other side of the table, and pointed his butt towards Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang: ...

He frowned slightly, puzzled, he hadn't done anything recently, why did Xiao TangGao change his attitude towards him so much.

When Fu Xiao went downstairs and saw this scene, he couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.

I don't know what happened to his little ancestor.

He's also been a little cold lately.

Secretary Zhang rubbed his nose in embarrassment and said, "Little TangGao obviously liked me quite a bit before."

He buried his head in eating the little sugar cake of Maofan, and sneered in his heart.

O human!

Although it was the weekend, Secretary Zhang handed over Lingtong Group's latest letter of intent for cooperation to Mr. Fu as soon as possible. Secretary Zhang frowned and waited for Fu Xiao to read it.

After reading it, Fu Xiao looked a little playful, and handed over the letter of intent for cooperation to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang opened it and took a look.

On the soft rug at their feet a cat was playing with a blue woolen ball toy.

The thread of the ball of wool toy has been loosened, and Xiao TangGao casually patted the ball of wool with the pink meat pad, but in fact, she was eavesdropping on the conversation between Fu Xiao and Secretary Zhang with her pointed ears.

Playing with balls of yarn is just a disguise for him.

He is not interested in this kind of toy.

However, Lingtong Group!

Xiao TangGao was holding the ball of yarn and biting absently. He always felt that this group was always full of variables.

With a casual slap of its furry paws, the blue ball of wool rolled away.

Hey, why did the ball of yarn run away——

Don't go!

Secretary Zhang had finished reading, and closed the letter of intent, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Fu Xiao stroked the knuckles of his thumb, watching the little sugar cakes playing on the carpet, the ball of wool kept rolling, and the white balls chasing the ball of wool and running around the room, full of vitality.

Looking at it, Fu Xiao was in a happy mood and said to Secretary Zhang: "What do you think?"

Secretary Zhang hesitated and said, "It's too good."

Lingtong's international cooperation this time was very sincere, but Secretary Zhang felt that such sincerity was too much. They just sent a team to make some tentative demands. In fact, they were ready, but the other party refused, and then proceeded. After several rounds of negotiations, Lingtong Group unexpectedly agreed to all of them.

It's really strange.

Fu Xiao bowed his head in thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Kong seems to be a native of the country?"

Secretary Zhang was taken aback. According to the information, Kong always grew up in his own country, and then started his business abroad.

Fu Xiao's eyes were deep and he said: "Check it out." He had contact with Kong Linghe a few times, and Kong Linghe seemed to be hiding very deeply.

Secretary Zhang nodded with solemn eyes, and he moved his mouth, hesitant to speak.

In fact, there is one more thing he wants to say, which is Yi Ning.

Because he didn't find the monitoring of Yi Ning entering the elevator.

Fu Xiao is a person who values ​​privacy very much. There is no camera monitoring the office area on the top floor of Xingchen.

The only one monitoring is at the elevator entrance.Because as long as he wanted to enter the top floor of Xingchen, he could only use the elevator, but he couldn't find anyone who brought Yi Ning up.

He suspected that the monitoring had been switched, and some of the assistants were dirty.

What puzzled him was what the other party wanted to do?

It took so much trouble to send a person up, but nothing was done.

Yes, he was sure the other party hadn't done anything.

He told Mr. Fu, and Mr. Fu asked him to investigate the details of Yi Ning and his assistants.

But Yi Ning lived abroad since he was a child. Although the Yi family still has shares in Xingchen over the years, the whole center of gravity has shifted outwards. It is very difficult and time-consuming to investigate.

Today, his subordinates told him that there is no trace of Yi Ning in the country.

Just like Yi Ning has never returned to China, there is no information about Yi Ning's basic necessities of life, even the phone number he left is wrong.They could only passively wait for Yi Ning to appear again.

At this moment, the butler walked in with an ugly expression, and whispered softly beside Fu Xiao.

The butler knew Fu Xiao's character, and he wouldn't come in to disturb Fu Xiao unless there was something very important.

Sure enough, Fu Xiao was silent for a moment and said, "Let her in."

Secretary Zhang winked at Fu Xiao and said, "Boss Fu, I'm leaving as soon as I have nothing to do."

As for Yi Ning's matter, he is still waiting for more news and reporting it to Mr. Fu.

After Secretary Zhang left, Fu Xiao sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought.

His brows were tightened, and his slightly dark eyes looked out of the window in a daze.

Xiao Tanggui finally rolled the ball of wool back to Fu Xiao's feet with sweat profusely, stepped on the ball of wool with one paw, raised her sapphire-like eyes to look at Fu Xiao.Is it his illusion?

He felt that Fu Xiao was not happy now.

Is it because of the girl the housekeeper mentioned?

The white cat walked to Fu Xiao's feet, nimbly got up from Fu Xiao's feet, and slipped into Fu Xiao's arms. Its paws were on Fu Xiao's shoulders, and its furry head rested on Fu Xiao's face, meowing non-stop.

Little Sugar Cake is no longer a kitten.

But his cry is still like a kitten's, sweet and greasy with a bit of sweetness.

Fu Xiao hugged the little sugar cake, and rubbed the cat's face sideways.

The man's low voice with a hint of magnetism rang in Xiao Tangbing's ear: "Are you worried about me?"

"Meow." Xiao Tangbing replied arrogantly.

Not at all.

"Ah Xiao." An old female voice sounded from behind.The visitor finally arrived.

Xiao Tangbing looked in the direction of the sound.

A gray-haired woman in her late 70s followed the butler and sat at the other end of the sofa.

The woman was dressed luxuriously, and the emerald necklace on the neck that Xiao TangGao saw was worth a lot, let alone other things, but for some reason, the old woman did have an indelible sadness on her brows, she was very thin, like Only an empty shell remains.

The woman couldn't help coughing a few times while sitting on the sofa, she seemed to be in poor health.

Although the butler had a bad look on his face, he still asked politely, "Madam Song, what would you like to drink?"

The old woman said to the housekeeper, "Black tea is fine."

She looked at the glass of ice water in front of Fu Xiao, thinking of the past, her eyes darkened slightly, and her heart ached.

Mrs. Song?

There is only one person who can be called Mrs. Song.

Fu Xiao's grandmother.

Xiao TangGao immediately remembered, and the cat's eyes, which were as clear as sea water, looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

Is he okay?

Fu Xiao leaned on the sofa, with no emotion in his slightly dark eyes, he calmly said to the old woman, "Why did you come out of the nursing home?"

The old woman didn't seem to care about Fu Xiao's impoliteness at all. She smiled at Fu Xiao and said, "I'm old and my health is failing. I don't know how many times I can see you. Let's take a look while you are still awake. you."

She knew that Ah Xiao didn't want to see her very much, and she also understood the reason.

Although she tried her best to stop all that back then, it didn't work.Like her husband, she felt ashamed of her cherished daughter since she was a child. When things became more and more difficult to control, facing her crazy daughter and her crazy husband, the only thing she could do was to protect her as much as possible. Xiao.

Later, her husband died.

Grandpa Ah Xiao took Ah Xiao back to the Fu family.She took care of her daughter at the Song family.

Since then, she hasn't seen Ah Xiao for more than ten years.

When I saw Ah Xiao again, Ah Xiao was no longer the child in memory, but an outstanding and ambitious adult.

He annexed all the enterprises under the Song family, and even bought the Song residence.

More than ten years later, the fragile child returned to the Song residence as the master.

Although she lived in a nursing home these years, Fu Xiao rarely visited her, but as long as she wanted something in the nursing home, it would appear in front of her in a few days without accident.

These are all made by Ah Xiao.

She knew that she would not live long, but she still had one thing on her mind.

Mrs. Song tremblingly took out a yellowed medical record from her carry-on bag, handed it to Fu Xiao, and said, "I know you hate her, but I want you to see that not long after the divorce with Fu Yunxi, Song Qin has already fallen ill."

Xiao TangGao crawled along Fu Xiao's knees, and looked at the medical record curiously. The medical record was old, but the handwriting was clear for a long time. It said that the patient Song Qin was diagnosed with schizophrenia.

Xiao TangGao looked at Fu Xiao hesitantly.

Did Fu Xiao's mother suffer from schizophrenia?

Fu Xiao didn't even lift his head, and said indifferently, "That's it?"

Mrs. Song was taken aback, she did not expect Fu Xiao's reaction at all.

As if he didn't care at all.

Fu Xiao hugged the little sugar cake on his knee back, and said indifferently: "These have nothing to do with me."

Mrs. Song couldn't help but excitedly said on her weak face: "Ah Qin is your mother, she only treats you like that when she's sick, she can't control herself, she's just sick."

Fu Xiao seemed to have lost his patience. He picked up Xiao Tangbing and said to the housekeeper, "Mrs. Song is not in good health. Send her back to the nursing home."

The housekeeper nodded, and walked to Mrs. Song's side, his tone was gentle but with a hint of refusal: "Mrs. Song, come with me."

Mrs. Song stood up tremblingly, sighed helplessly and left, leaving only one sentence: "Go and see her. She has been in the mental hospital for many years, and her condition has improved a lot."

"Didn't you ask me when you were a child why she didn't like you?"

"You can ask her yourself now."

"Ah Xiao, don't let yourself regret it."

in the study.

Xiao Tanggui got in through the small door below, shook her head, and drew the heavy curtains in the study room, but did not turn on the light.

In the dimness, surrounded by smoke, Fu Xiao sat in front of the desk, holding a cigarette in his hand, lit a red flame, illuminating half of his face.His handsome side face couldn't see the expression clearly, and Xiao Tangbing sneezed sensitively.

Looking at Fu Xiao with azure blue eyes, looking up at Fu Xiao, she let out a delicate meow.

Fu Xiao stood up and put out the cigarette in the ashtray. The crystal ashtray was full of cigarette butts. He opened the curtains and opened the windows for ventilation.

Xiao TangGao ran down to Fu Xiao's feet, nimbly and skillfully, and climbed up Fu Xiao's long thighs.

Fu Xiao was a little lazy, in the past he would support Xiao TangGao, but for some reason today, he wanted to see what would happen to Xiao TangGao if he didn't do that.

As if knowing that Fu Xiao was in a bad mood.

Xiao TangGao, who climbed down from Fu Xiao, changed her route again, climbed onto the window sill, poked her head out, and stared at her with her big blue almond cat pupils motionless.

One person and one cat look at each other.

Fu Xiao felt that he saw care and worry in the eyes of a cat.

Then, Xiao TangGao jumped on top of him.The white cat hooked his clothes with its paws, lay on his shoulders, patted Fu Xiao with its paws, and rubbed against Fu Xiao lightly.

Anyway, it was like a large glutinous rice dumpling, stuck to Fu Xiao's body and couldn't get off.

Still have some conscience.

In the darkness, Fu Xiao who was rubbed and slapped couldn't help but hum softly with a smile.

Immediately, Fu Xiao himself was a little stunned.

He could also feel the joy in that humming, as if the empty corner of his heart had been filled.

He hugged the little sugar cake that kept rubbing back and forth in his arms.

Fu Xiao stroked Xiao TangGao's fur, and hugged him little by little. There was a scorching warmth in his arms, and Xiao TangGao in his arms meowed dissatisfied.

Such warmth belongs to him.

In the evening, Mr. Fu sent another message.

In Fu Xiao's arms, Xiao TangGao leaned in front of the camera, and only his big cat face could be seen on the screen.

Mr. Fu said with a smile: "Lingtong's cooperation has been discussed?"

Fu Xiao paused for a moment when he brought Xiao Tang Gao back, and then said, "We're still talking."

Mr. Fu was wearing a hospital gown, but he was more energetic and said: "Fu Wei also participated in this cooperation, and I heard that he performed well."

Fu Xiao lazily hummed, and the little sugar cake in his arms kept making noises, trying to climb onto the table.

Mr. Fu, who had crossed half of the Pacific Ocean, looked at the lively Little TangGao, his eyes were full of kindness, and when he saw that Little TangGao had grown up into a glossy body, he said in his heart, "Little TangGao, do you miss Grandpa? Grandpa also Miss you. How about grandpa picking you up?"

Immediately, his eyes lit up and he said to Fu Xiao: "Ah Xiao, please arrange to see if you can take over the little sugar cake?"

The deep voice of his handsome, handsome and steady grandson came from the other end of the communication: "Ah, the signal is a bit bad."

"I didn't hear what you said."

"Okay, I have something to do here, let's talk next time."

Then the communication hangs up.

Mr. Fu looked at the tablet suspiciously, is the signal bad?

He's fine here.

But he saw that Ah Xiao and Xiao TangGao got along very well.

When he goes back, Ah Xiao will return the little sugar cake to him.

Ok.

probably not.

Ah Xiao is not that kind of person.

Mr. Fu smiled confidently, feeling that he was really old, why he was thinking about these impossible things all day long.