Transmigrated as the Villain's Cat

The smile in Fu Xiao's eyes gradually disappeared, he turned around and took a step forward to stare at Su Zening and asked, "Why?"

He looked straight at Su Zening, with a subtly imperceptible aggression if there was substance.

But Su Zening, who was as keen as an ordinary small animal, noticed it. He couldn't help taking a step back and distanced himself from Fu Xiao, but he didn't notice his step, which made Fu Xiao's eyes darker.

Why not sign?

This question is very simple for Su Zening.

He came to the company to protect Fu Xiao. It is not good to leave Fu Xiao for such a short time. Up to now, Fu Xiao's fate has only changed by 70%. If it is not for the sake of helping Fu Xiao, but He doesn't need to be too far away from the stars, he doesn't even want to sing.

As for becoming a professional singer?

Confused, Su Zening stood among the crowd and sang.

All eyes are on him, listening to his singing, and he can bring good singing to more people.

Su Zening clenched his hands tightly,

However, he looked at Fu Xiao's side face again, a silent and resolute face.

His hands let go, no one is more important than this person.

Professional singers, there is nothing good about it.

Singing is not singing where, singing alone is also very happy, and he can even teach cats to sing in the future.

"Because." Su Zening settled down, looked down at the toes and said casually, "Because, I don't want to."

Fu Xiao frowned, and hummed inexplicably: "Why? Don't you like it?"

Anyone who has seen the sparkle in the boy's eyes when he sings will not doubt this.

"How can there be so many reasons?" Su Zenian raised his head, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and a few strands fell on the young man's forehead, making the young man's skin extraordinarily fair. The young man looked seriously at Fu Xiao's dark eyes, After a while, he bent his mouth and said indifferently: "Professional singing is so troublesome, I don't want to go, I—"

Before Su Zening could finish speaking, a shadow came over his eyes, and the tall man standing opposite him shrouded him in the shadow. Su Zening couldn't help but take a step back, put his back against the French window, tilted his feet, and was about to turn to the other side fall.

But the expected pain did not come.

A pair of strong palms hold it.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief, but soon after he realized that this posture was like Fu Xiao holding him in his arms.He could even feel the heat of Fu Xiao's body through his shirt.

But Fu Xiao didn't intend to let go.

Fu Xiao, what does this mean?

Does he know that it's not good to be so close to someone he doesn't know well?

Or, Su Zening couldn't control the thoughts in his heart, does Fu Xiao treat everyone like this?No wonder he keeps messing with other cats.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand and pushing Fu Xiao, Fu Xiao's eyes had a light that he didn't understand, as if he was going to devour him, Su Zening leaned against the glass on his body, his eyes turned down in a panic, avoiding Fu Xiao's sight, he I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, and couldn't help thinking——

Didn't he just reject Fu Xiao's contract?

Why is Fu Xiao so stingy?

Do you want to kill him because of such a trivial matter?

Probably because his retreat was too obvious, Fu Xiao took a deep breath, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he didn't let go of Su Zening's hand, Fu Xiao looked at the continuous traffic outside the window and asked, "What do you think this is?"

Su Zening followed his gaze and looked out of the window and replied in doubt: "It's the car and there are people." What did Fu Xiao ask this for?

Fu Xiao's face was reflected on the glass, he carefully looked at the young man beside him and said meaningfully: "There are also many lives."

Life?

Su Zening raised his eyes to look at Fu Xiao, wondering why Fu Xiao said that?

What did you say to him again?

As if aware of his doubts, Fu Xiao said slowly, "Life is short, but you can live it in many ways, and I hope you can choose what you want to your heart's content."

Su Zening was taken aback.

"You want to sign the contract, right? Why did you refuse?" Why do you still insist on such a nonchalant look?

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand, and Su Zening's eyebrows and eyes were only a few millimeters closer in his slender fingertips. He wanted to erase all the pretended indifference in the young man's eyes.

But he didn't do it after all.

Hearing what Fu Xiao said, Su Zening almost suffocated, he said almost immediately: "No, I just don't want to."

Su Zening raised his head stubbornly, but looked at Fu Xiao unexpectedly. The man opposite did not put down his outstretched hand, but turned around and flicked his forehead. He looked at Fu Xiao in pain.

Fu Xiao's eyes were deep: "But you can't hide your liking for one thing."

It's like the joy in the eyes of the teenager when he saw the contract for the first time.

It's like the way a teenager looks at himself.

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao in a panic: "You, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand, and pressed his slender fingers against his forehead.

again?

Su Zening quickly covered his forehead with his hands, but Fu Xiao raised his hand a little bit, rubbed his hair and said, "In front of me, you never need to worry about other things, you don't need to hide that you like it."

Fu Xiao's eyes looked at him, Su Zening was about to pretend to deceive himself, and he was almost defeated in an instant.

Are you hiding your love?

Since when?

It probably started when he knew that his likes would only cause pain to the loved ones.

I like the blue sky outside and the noisy crowd.

But what's the use?This kind of love will only make mom and dad cry away from him.

It's better not to like it.

Tell a lie ten thousand times and it will come true.

And the man in front of him said this-

"In front of me, you just need to say what you think in your heart, and you don't have to pay attention to the rest."

The man's voice was faint, but it carried a force.

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao.

Under the light, the lines of Fu Xiao's side face are extremely beautiful, perfect like a god - a god that belongs to him alone.

But he also wanted to protect his god.

So Su Zening smiled, his hand held Fu Xiao's arm that was beside him, his knuckles were slightly white due to too much force, but Fu Xiao didn't even take a second look.

He pushed away Fu Xiao's arms around him, and was caught off guard. He was pushed away by him. He walked away a few steps without turning his head, and said with a slight tilt of his head, "Thank you. But I still won't sign."

Fu Xiao is more important than becoming a professional singer, isn't it?

Fu Xiao can't make any mistakes, he will never gamble on the thousands of possibilities.

He was sure in his heart that Fu Xiao would agree to him.

Fu Xiao would always agree to him, wouldn't he?

After a moment of silence, a man's voice came from behind him: "Okay."

Although he knew the result a long time ago, Su Zening couldn't help lowering his eyes and muttering in a low voice: "Fu Xiao, why are you being so nice to me?"

There was a long silence—

Just when Su Zening thought that Fu Xiao would not answer, Fu Xiao's faint voice sounded——

"What's the reason? You eat so much, why don't you give me some money back?"

Su Zening paused.

He doesn't eat much!

When making small sugar cakes, I don’t eat much!

Fu Xiao, hum!He was moved in vain.Sure enough, he is a black-hearted businessman.

Su Zening left angrily, so he couldn't see how tender Fu Xiao looked at him.

Fu Xiao sighed in the office, he could see it.

The boy is hiding something from him, but what is it?

He had no idea, he walked to the desk, tugged on his tie, made a phone call and said, "I'm waiting for Yi Ning's matter—"

Fu family villa in the evening.

On the desk in the study.

Fu Xiao closed the document and stood up from the table.

And the blue eyes of Xiao Tangbing, who was squatting on the other side of the desk and biting a cat toy, immediately looked over. The cloud-like cat immediately stood up and walked towards him as soon as he left his seat, as if afraid that he would leave. .

Fu Xiao was helpless.

After the office in the afternoon, Xiao TangGao was particularly clinging to him, no matter where he went, he would follow him, never leaving a step behind.

It was two people who resolutely left during the day.

Fu Xiao really has no temper at all.

He said in the direction of Xiaotangbing: "I'll go get a book from the bookshelf."

Xiao TangGao paused in her steps, and then stopped, but those round eyes still looked towards this side.

After Fu Xiao took out a book from the bookshelf, after thinking for a while, he took out an old children's book with bright colors and hundreds of different pages beside it, and handed it to Xiao Tangbing.

Little Sugar Cake pushed the toy aside, and grabbed the book with curious paws.

This book looks so old, is it Fu Xiao's previous book?

Seeing that Xiao TangGao was interested in this book, Fu Xiao continued to sit back.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a butler knocking on the door.Tomorrow is Fu Xiao's birthday party, so I want to make some decisions for Fu Xiao.

The housekeeper couldn't help but look at Xiao TangGao. After seeing the book in Xiao TangGao's hand, the housekeeper was taken aback and said, "Master Xiao, that book—"

If he remembered well, this book was the only thing that Young Master Xiao brought from the Song family. It was probably given to Young Master Xiao by the old lady of the Song family and Young Master Xiao's grandmother, and it was also the only gift of Young Master Xiao.

Although Young Master Xiao didn't pay much attention to it, he never threw it away.

Seeing the little sugar cake that ran out of patience and tried to open the pages of the book with his mouth, his heart was in his throat——

No matter how unimportant it is, I can't give Xiao Tanggui a rush like this, walk around under Xiao Tanggui's hands, is that okay?

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiao replied lightly, "Follow him."

The butler was taken aback, the young master is doting on Xiao TangGao more and more, if this continues, Xiao TangGao will have to go to the house sooner or later.

Sighing, the housekeeper said with serious eyes again: "The person monitoring Song Mingwei said that she has been moving recently."

It's a sin to say the least.

As soon as the Song family was scattered by a tree falling, Song Mingwei entered a mental hospital. Mr. Song wrote down his will early on. Unexpectedly, he divided the shares in the will into two parts, and one part was handed over to Mrs. Song. The old man swallowed almost everything, and the other part was handed over to Song Mingwei, but the young master would take care of it as an adult. If Song Mingwei died unexpectedly, the shares would belong to distant relatives of the Song family.

Similarly, if the young master dies unexpectedly, the shares will be returned to Song Mingwei.

Butler Ye did not expect Song Mingwei to be so ruthless.

Little Tangcake raised her blue eyes and looked at them.

The movements in Fu Xiao's hands paused, not surprised.

"They are afraid that they will do it in the next few days." The housekeeper asked with cold eyes: "Master, what do you mean?"

A sneer flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes and he said: "They are rushing to give me such a big gift in the few days before my birthday, how can I be worthy of their meticulous preparation if I don't accept it."

He was never afraid of Song Mingwei's attack, he was only afraid that Song Mingwei would live a few more years and finally grow his brain, so he really held back not to make a move.