Transmigrated as the Villain's Cat

Xiao TangGao looked up at Fu Xiao worriedly.

Just what's going on?

He looked at the light blue knitted sweater, which should be hand-knitted. The sweater has soft wool, delicate stitches, and a classic style, which suits Fu Xiao's temperament very well, but this is Song Mingwei's gift when Fu Xiao's birthday is approaching. What does clothes mean?

A gift for Fu Xiao?To express her mother's concern?

She wouldn't naively think that giving Fu Xiao a little dispensable love now would be able to even out everything before, right?

What does this sweater say?

The ridiculous thing is that Song Mingwei didn't know that Fu Xiao never wore clothes other than black and white.

This blue knit looks like a joke.

Now that Fu Xiao's life has finally calmed down, if Song Mingwei still has a little affection for Fu Xiao, she should stay far away from Fu Xiao's life and never show up again.

Xiao TangGao felt very sorry for his shit-shoveling officer, not everyone is qualified to be a parent.

The snow-white satin-like cat walked to Fu Xiao's side worriedly, stretched out its furry front paws, and pressed it on Fu Xiao's leg.

Fu Xiao looked down at the card, and with just one glance, he recognized that the card was indeed written by Song Mingwei. Song Mingwei, as the treasure held in the palm of Mr. Song, was naturally enlightened by Mr. Song himself. Her handwriting is similar to that of Mr. Song Exactly the same, when he was in the Song family, the place where he stayed the most was the Song family's study.

He will never forget Mr. Song's handwriting and that gorgeous but cold study room in his whole life.

He is too clear about Song Mingwei's nature.She will never see her mistakes.

Feeling that she was wrong and wanting to make up for it, this kind of thing will never happen to Song Mingwei.

What does she want to do this time?

A cold smile curled up on the corner of Fu Xiao's mouth, his palms holding the card slowly tightened, and traces of violent emotions gathered and surged in his heart.

Obviously he no longer cares about those things, why don't they let him go?

Do those people have to force themselves to get their hands dirty?

Suddenly there was a cautious touch under his feet, just such a light touch, when Fu Xiao lowered his head, he saw Xiao TangGao's blue and gentle eyes, and those eyes were staring at him intently at the moment.

In an instant, the violent emotions around him spread out like a little thing that was afraid of scaring the soles of his feet. He looked down at the little thing that was rubbing against his body, and he couldn't help softening.

The world that once bored him still gave him something beautiful after all.

All the negative emotions in Fu Xiao's heart suddenly disappeared, and his heart was unexpectedly calm. He didn't care to crumple the card into a ball, threw it on the blue knitted sweater, and said to the housekeeper, "Throw it away." .”

The butler said with a very bad expression, "Yes."

How could this kind of thing appear in front of the young master? Was he too tolerant?The people in this villa would actually make such a mistake, he wanted to see who had the courage to put this thing in.

The housekeeper dealt with the so-called gift with a cold face.

Xiao TangGao followed behind him. The butler was very efficient and quickly figured out the matter. This gift was sent from Grandpa Fu, so the person in charge of checking the safety of the items, made sure After there was no danger, I sent it in with other things for Xiao Tangbing without thinking too much.

Grandpa Fu?

Xiao Tanggui knew that Grandpa Fu had always hoped that Fu Xiao and Song Mingwei would reconcile, so he was not surprised that Grandpa Fu would help Song Mingwei with this favor.

after all--

A mother who neglected to take care of her child due to mental illness when she was young, wakes up after being cured in old age, and wants to make up for what she owed her child. Most people will not think this is a bad thing.

but--

Fu Xiao never wears clothes in colors other than black and white. Anyone who is a little close to Fu Xiao knows this.

But Song Mingwei didn't know yet.

From this point of view, the intentions inside this knitted sweater are also very limited.

But Little TangGao and the butler didn't expect that since Song Mingwei sent this dress and wanted to restore the mother-child relationship with Fu Xiao, why would there be no follow-up?

Outside Fu's house, Xiao TangGao squatted at the door, looking at Song Mingwei with gritted teeth.

Why can't this person make Fu Xiao calm down for a while.

The housekeeper negotiated with Song Mingwei coldly: "Miss Song, you are not welcome in the Fu family, please leave."

"You also watched me grow up, you can just call me Aqin. I still remember that when I was a child, I lost my way in Fu's garden again and you took me out." Song Mingwei glanced behind the butler, and said with a gentle smile : "You don't have to be so nervous, I just want to see Ah Xiao."

Song Mingwei's nickname is Aqin, and everyone called her that when she was a child. The Song family and the Fu family have been friends for many years, so it can be said that Song Mingwei also grew up in the Fu family.

"Don't dare to be." The butler looked at Song Mingwei and snorted coldly. After many years of absence, Song Mingwei was no longer as bright and crazy as she was when she was young. She was wearing a blue dress and her demeanor was much gentler. She thought that the one in front of her was a mother who was tenderly missing her son, but when she thought of Song Mingwei's actions, she was only angry: "The young master doesn't need you, if you have any sincerity for the young master, then stay away from him." "The housekeeper didn't tell Fu Xiao about it, and Fu Xiao's birthday was approaching.

Every year before, on this day, Young Master Xiao acted indifferently as if he had completed a task, and didn't care at all.

But this year, the housekeeper saw that for the first time in so many years, Young Master Xiao took his heart, and quietly asked himself to prepare a lot of things, as if he wanted to surprise someone.

The housekeeper didn't want Song Mingwei to affect Master Xiao's rare good mood, so he wanted to solve this matter by himself.

But he never expected that Song Mingwei would be so reticent.

Seeing the Fu family's attitude, the nanny who was following Song Mingwei said, "Who are you? Miss Aqin needs your consent to see her son—"

"Don't say that." Song Mingwei waved her hand and restrained the nanny. She took out the insulated box in her hand and said softly to the butler, "I really just want to see Ah Xiao. This is what I cooked for Ah Xiao." Soup, I just want to meet him."

She paused, and the gentle woman said sadly: "After all, he is my only child."

The butler sneered.

only child?Song Mingwei probably wished that she would never have this child.

Song Mingwei didn't care about holding the thermos box elegantly and said: "I know you don't want to see me, but I'm Fu Xiao's mother after all, I won't make things difficult for you, I'll just wait here today, I won't leave no matter what, one day No, I'll just wait for two days, Ah Xiao will always go out." A gleam flashed in Song Mingwei's eyes, the plan can't be delayed any longer, she must gain Fu Xiao's trust as soon as possible, if it wasn't for the inexplicable things that happened to the Song family some time ago , she had long thought of a way to get in touch with Fu Xiao.

"You—" The housekeeper's expression turned cold, and Young Master Xiao will go out soon. This is the only way to come out. Young Master Xiao will definitely see Song Mingwei.

His expression was a little cold, he just wanted someone to take this vicious woman, Song Mingwei, away forcibly.

Song Mingwei seemed to be aware of his thoughts, bent her lips and said: "After all, I am Ah Xiao's mother, and he is legally responsible for me, and it is one thing for him to ignore me now, but if he does something else If the matter is spread outside, it will also affect Ah Xiao's reputation, right?"

Song Mingwei smoothed the hair on her forehead, stared at the housekeeper and smiled softly.

The butler was angry, he understood what Song Mingwei meant.

No matter how bad this woman is, she is still the young master's mother. If they force her to leave here, there will inevitably be conflicts between their actions. If she wants to make trouble deliberately, outsiders will only find it bad for the young master.

Even though the housekeeper already knew what kind of person Song Mingwei was, he still couldn't help but think how could there be such a mother in the world.

But they just cast a mouse.

The butler was so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But the next second.

A white shadow jumped down from the wall and rushed towards Song Mingwei.

No one can bully Fu Xiao in front of him!

Xiao Tanggui let out a meow in anger, then hit Song Mingwei's face from top to bottom, stepped on Song Mingwei's head, and waved her two paws mercilessly.

It's not bad that Fu Xiao is not good at doing it.

But it doesn't matter to him!

After all, he is a "non-director" kitten.

"What is this? Oh, help, it hurts so much." Song Mingwei exclaimed, desperately trying to tear the little sugar cake apart with both hands. The nanny beside her hurried over to help, but this cat was so strong and scary, they In any case, the cat didn't move a muscle, and even received a few severe cuts on the arm.

Except for the nanny Song Mingwei brought to help, the others around were indifferent.

Seeing this, the nanny hurriedly said to the housekeeper, "Help quickly."

After a moment of surprise, the housekeeper came to his senses and said with a cold smile, "I can't help you, I don't see anything. Besides, I think Miss Song is very good, so we don't need our help."

The nanny looked at the white cat squatting on her young lady, waving its paws again and again, and didn't care much, so she hurriedly dragged Song Mingwei out.

Song Mingwei screamed, and could only run out with the nanny, remembering what she said just now, no matter what, she would not leave.

It wasn't until she had left for a few steps that Xiao TangGao jumped off her body and gracefully jumped back into the butler's arms, completely ignoring the fierceness just now.

After being tossed like this, Song Mingwei was no longer as elegant as before, with disheveled hair and a disheveled face, even the soup she brought was all spilled on her skirt, and the dress was still dripping with soup.

Song Mingwei had never been so ashamed in her life.

The indistinct laughter from the security guards of Fu's family around made her wish to crawl into the cracks in the ground. She clenched her palms tightly and gritted her teeth at the housekeeper, "You guys, you bully people too much."

The butler hugged the little sugar cake and said: "What are you deceiving? Miss Song was joking, nothing happened just now." He looked Song Mingwei up and down and said with a touch of sarcasm: "As for Miss Song, she was on the way here Was attacked by wild cats, we have a lot of wild cats here, if Miss Song has been waiting outside, be careful, don't get scratched again."

Song Mingwei said: "You!"

Just as she was about to take a step forward, the white cat in the housekeeper's arms stood up and narrowed its eyes.

Song Mingwei knew that as long as she stepped forward, the white cat would never show mercy. She shivered, looked at herself in a mess, gritted her teeth and said to the nanny, "Let's go."

After they finished speaking, they turned and left.

The butler touched the little sugar cake approvingly.

Xiao TangGao squatted on the ground and sighed, and blew on her paws, how lonely Invincible was.

"Little Tang Cake." At this moment, Fu Xiao's voice suddenly came from inside.

The originally complacent white cat froze, how much Fu Xiao had seen in that scene just now.

He has not forgotten the pitiful, weak and helpless image he worked so hard to maintain in Fu Xiao's mind.

He froze and looked at Fu Xiao who was coming over, with a look of bleakness on his face that was about to be exposed. He hesitated for a moment, and You Zi did not give up making the final struggle. He collapsed weakly on the ground, talking is better than nothing rolled over, looking extremely weak.

Beep!God will kill him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiao bent down to pick him up at the bottom of his feet, and held him at eye level. The cat held in mid-air was unsuspecting. The whole body relaxed like a doll pillow that could be manipulated at will, with a pair of almond-like cat eyes. Write full of guilt.

It doesn't have the energy to fight for injustice just now.

Just now, Xiao TangGao looked even angrier than her client.

Little TangGao is protecting him, right?

Thinking of this, Fu Xiao's heart suddenly softened. He tilted his head slightly, and couldn't help but gently kissed Xiao Tanggui's cheek.

Little Candy:! ! !

and many more!

He felt something was wrong!

Xiao TangGao, who finally came to his senses, felt his face was hot. Fu Xiao had thorns growing on his body. The cat's weakness just now couldn't be seen at all. He quickly jumped off Fu Xiao, spread his paws and jumped to the side. .

Looking at the empty bosom, Fu Xiao curled the corner of his mouth, is he shy?

A boy who has always been bold and enthusiastic, and broke into his own bathroom, will have the same side as today?

Fu Xiao looked at the white cat running to one side under the shade of the tree, thoughtfully.

As if feeling Fu Xiao's gaze, Xiao Tanggui's scalp felt cold, her front paws were caught by the back paws, and she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he stabilized in time and did not fall.

The white cat stopped the car with lingering fear, stretched out its paws and patted his chest. Before he could let go of his heart, the pointy, fluffy white ears trembled, and he heard Fu Xiaoruo Ruuobu's laughter.

The white cat's paws froze as it stepped forward.

God, why did Fu Xiao become so strange.

in the shade.

Xiaotanggai thought about it seriously for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion——

Fu Xiao must have been overwhelmed by his might and handsomeness, deeply aware that he couldn't do without him, and that's why he flattered himself like this.

It must be so.

Otherwise, is it possible to still fall in love with yourself?

Hahaha.

How is this possible!

In Fu Xiao's eyes, he is just a kitten.

The author has something to say: Mr. Fu, be an individual! (The author's sincere face)