When Meng Qingge woke up in the morning, she heard the kitten's meow and thought she had misheard. When she went downstairs and saw the kitten in Old Bai's arms, her expression was a little blank, "I was in a hurry yesterday and told you I want to keep the cat."
"How can you be your husband if you don't even know this much?" Ji Wanzhou tidied up his tie as if it was a matter of course. He thought, "You've already told me, yet you still can't remember?"
Got it.
"Thank you." Meng Qingge suddenly didn't know what to say as she stood beside Ji Wanzhou and expressed her gratitude.
Old Bai put down the cat. The kitten was unfamiliar with this place, so it stumbled and ran to Meng Qingge's feet. Qingge hugged the kitten tenderly, teasing it as if it were a baby.
Pih and the CEO both stood at the door and looked over. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable envy.
After a few days of loving each other, Ji Wanzhou was very abnormal.