Wilderness Live: Others survive, I have cats on fire

Chapter 204 Zhizhi is very gentle

When Chen Lan saw that Song Qingyou was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and kept rambling on.

Song Qingyou responded with "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to open the cat bag on her own initiative.

The cat inside jumped up.

"Eh--"

Chen Lan couldn't react, and was about to stop it when she saw Zhizhi land firmly in Song Qingyou's hands.

"I was scared to death, I thought Zhizhi was going to throw you in the face!"

Chen Lan's voice stopped abruptly, and her eyes fell on the bruise marks on Song Qingyou's forehead.

"That's right, your face and your forehead are all injured, why didn't you apply medicine? Let me see if the bleeding is there, and don't leave scars..."

Not only her, but even Zhizhi in the crook of his arm turned his head and stared at Song Qingyou's forehead with his cat face up.

In the end, he couldn't help stretching out his claws, as if he wanted to touch her wound.

"Meow--"

Song Qingyou always felt that Zhizhi's meow was asking if she was in pain.

She froze for a moment, raised her hand and stroked Mao Mao's head, with a serious and bright smile:
"It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry Zhizhi."

"How can the cat understand what you say? I think it's better for you to apply some medicine first."

After Chen Lan urged, Fang Yan also sent a message.

After Song Qingyou inquired, she took the person and cat who came to her to the reception room on the 27th floor.

After a while, Fang Yan came in with a medicine box.

Chen Lan started to apply medicine to Song Qingyou, and caught a glimpse of the cat standing on the armrest of the sofa, staring at it without blinking, and couldn't help complaining:

"I always feel that Zhizhi has been staring here to see if my hands are too heavy and hurt you."

"Maybe if I try harder, it will jump over and scratch people."

Song Qingyou looked sideways at her cat and smiled dumbly:
"Zhizhi has such a gentle personality, how could he scratch people with his claws?"

Chen Lan paused: "Gentle? Are you talking about it?"

Song Qingyou: "Yeah, even if Zhizhi doesn't want me to hug him, when he pushes someone, he will cut his nails first, isn't he gentle?"

"That's just for you." Chen Lan rolled her eyes, "It always shows its paws in front of me, and I dare not hug it at all!"

Song Qingyou speculated and said, "Maybe it's because Sister Lan is uncomfortable in the hug."

It's just a cat, its bones are so soft, how can it be comfortable to hold it?

Chen Lan curled her lips speechlessly: "The filter you wear is too thick!"

After taking the medicine, Chen Lan saw that Song Qingyou obviously wanted to talk to Fang Yan, so she planned to take Zhizhi away.

However, the little cat has been scratching the sofa with its paws, and refuses to leave no matter what.

In the end, it was Song Qingyou who said that her forehead was fine, and said a few words of reassurance before Zhizhi took the initiative to get into the cat bag.

----

Fang Yan and Cao Manli made an appointment to meet.

Perhaps because she didn't trust Jiangyuan Group, Cao Manli made an appointment to meet in a coffee shop, but she didn't agree to come to the company building.

In addition, she only met Song Qingyou alone, not even Fang Yan.

In the afternoon, Fang Yan sent Song Qingyou to the door of the coffee shop, while he planned to wait in the car.

At this moment, Jiang Zhihan suddenly sent a message:

[Where are you now? ]
When Fang Yan saw the news, he thought Jiang Zhihan had woken up, so he opened his mouth and stopped Song Qingyou:

"Wait a second, Miss Song!"

Song Qingyou turned her head, "What's wrong?"

Just as Fang Yan opened his mouth, he saw another new message:

[I haven't woken up yet, don't talk too much in front of her. ]
"Assistant Fang?" Song Qingyou was confused.

Fang Yan moved his lips, and had no time to think about the meaning of Mr. Jiang's words, so he had to make amends:
"Cao Manli only let you meet her alone, and you don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd. Please be careful."

Song Qingyou nodded, her tone was calm: "I think she should pay more attention to safety."

Seeing the other party's confident smile, and thinking of Song Qingyou kicking down a big tree... Fang Yan laughed: "You're right."

A trace of suspicion flashed in Song Qingyou's eyes.

Before entering the coffee shop, he deliberately turned his head to look at Fang Yan. Seeing that he was looking down at the phone intently, and there was nothing unusual, he withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, Fang Yan was staring at Jiang Zhihan's order after order in a daze.

Half of them were company affairs, and half were related to Song Qingyou.

For example, the person who injured Song Qingyou must not be let go.

Another example is to thank Song Qingyou on behalf of Mr. Jiang, what kind of gift should I give...

The higher-ups wanted to write down what he should say and do when he saw Song Qingyou.

Fang Yan saw everyone numb, and after he worked hard and wrote down everything in the memo, he took the opportunity to ask:

[Mr. Jiang, you said you didn't wake up, what's going on? ]
Can chat without waking up...

Could it be a supernatural event where the soul goes out of the body? !
Could it be that when Mr. Jiang was in a coma, his soul was always floating in the air?
Fang Yan looked around subconsciously, and shivered by the way.

Jiang Zhihan hesitated for a while, thinking that it would be better to tell the truth than to let Fang Yantian guess all kinds of things.

In this way, Fang Yan can help cover in the future.

So after a while, Fang Yan saw Jiang Zhihan's reply:
[I have always been by Song Qingyou's side. ]
By Miss Song's side?What was around Miss Song when she went in just now?Air?

Fang Yan asked with a stiff face:

[You... are floating? ]
Jiang Zhihan: […]
Jiang Zhihan: [It's not a ghost. ]
If it is not a ghost state, it can only be an entity.

Fang Yan, whose brain was functioning normally, finally remembered when Boss Jiang suddenly paid attention to Song Qingyou.

At that time, Ms. Song was still a little-known artist, and she was on the island, and had no contact with Jiang Zhihan. At that time, besides Yu Muhuai and Jiang Xuyan, the only ones beside her were
—that cat! ?
This guess is really more and more reasonable.

What's more, cats are more acceptable to him than ghosts.

Fang Yan typed carefully:
[You are... Zhizhi? ]
Jiang Zhihan: […]
Well, there is no denying, that is the answer in the affirmative.

While Fang Yan was surprised, he also wanted to laugh.

Thinking of Ms. Song squeaking and squeaking, and still hugging the cat... If the truth is discovered later... Mr. Jiang won't be beaten up, right?

His thoughts stopped abruptly.

Fang Yan: [Do you need me to buy the cat back?If the price is high, Ms. Song may agree. ]
Jiang Zhihan: [She won't sell. ]
Such a firm answer, the translation is actually, Mr. Jiang is reluctant to part with Ms. Song, right?

Otherwise, in order to remind him to vent his anger on Miss Song, he would not hesitate to reveal the secret of becoming a cat...

Fang Yan nodded clearly, and immediately expressed his loyalty:

[Don't worry, I will never tell anyone about this! ]
Jiang Zhihan: [Yes. ]
Fang Yan opened Song Qingyou's Weibo on a whim until there were no more messages from the other side.

Looking at all kinds of cat photos on Weibo, Fang Yan couldn't help laughing even though the matter of Luo Zhen was still on his mind.

——These cat photos are definitely Mr. Jiang's dark history!He had to save it for reading when he worked overtime in the middle of the night.

(End of this chapter)