Chapter 438 is Equivalent Exchange

Song Qingyou eagerly wanted to know how Jiang Zhihan changed from a human to a cat in this world that was said to have no 'mysterious' energy.

Of course, she would never admit that she wanted to watch the fun.

As for Jiang Zhihan, facing those sly obsidian eyes, he really couldn't bear to refuse.

So, after a burst of golden light, the tall man who was originally sitting in the driver's seat disappeared in an instant.

Only one suit jacket was left, and like a deflated balloon, it fell from mid-air onto the seat.

After a while, a silver-and-white tiger-striped cat came out of it, shaking its head and shaking its ears.

The little cat's serious expression was exactly the same as Jiang Zhihan's.

Song Qingyou's brain was immediately filled with the words 'so cute'.

Jiang Zhihan raised his paw helplessly, and meowed as a reminder.

"cough."

Song Qingyou came back to her senses, coughed lightly to cover up her gaffe, and habitually reached out to pet the cat.

Jiang Zhihan tilted his head, trying to avoid it, but he remembered what he had promised Song Qingyou, so he just sat there obediently.

"I saw it." Song Qingyou said, "You are covered with a layer of golden light, and the source of the golden light is me."

"But I can't see the light in myself."

The cat nodded: "Meow——"

Looking at it, it seems to be saying: Look, the matter is the same as what I said.

Song Qingyou hooked her lips, withdrew her hand from touching the cat's ears, and turned to open the car door.

Jiang Zhihan thought she was going to switch places with him, so he jumped from the driver's seat to the passenger seat in a good manner.

Unexpectedly, after Song Qingyou got out of the car, she went straight to the trunk.

When she sat in the driver's seat, she had a tablet in her hand.

With question marks all over Jiang Zhihan's head, he tilted his head involuntarily.

The cute appearance made the corners of Song Qingyou's mouth rise unstoppably.

But, who told such a cute kitten to have Jiang Zhihan inside!
So, without hesitation, she stuffed the tablet under the opponent's claws.

Jiang Zhihan: "Meow?"

Song Qingyou: "I don't understand your meowing, how about you type to communicate with me?"

Jiang Zhihan raised Maomao's head to look over, and saw someone with an expectant look on his face.

No need to think about it, Song Qingyou did this on purpose.

However, he is now proficient at typing with cat's claws, so it's not impossible to satisfy someone's curiosity.

So, the little cat raised its paw and patted the tablet twice, slid open the screen skillfully, and clicked on the 'sticky note' inside.

He was about to type to ask Song Qingyou if there was anything else he wanted to know, when he caught a glimpse of Song Qingyou taking out his phone.

Jiang Zhihan:?

Song Qingyou, who was about to take pictures and videotape, said, "Hey, I'm just curious about how a cat can type. Let me record it by the way."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhihan immediately withdrew his claws, his attitude was very firm.

Song Qingyou had no choice but to put down the phone.

But she was still curious about how Jiang Zhihan typed with cat's claws.

As the cat's paws clicked on the screen, she watched from all angles.

When Jiang Zhihan made a typo and pressed the delete button for the nth time, Song Qingyou sighed, "It's really not easy for you."

I think she also transformed into an animal when she completed the mission, but she has never typed in animal form.

"But are all cats color-blind? When you look at the screen, it's not all black and white, is it?"

The little cat who was typing hard shook his head.

Then, when Song Qingyou looked over, she typed a response.

"Only, see, not, to, red, color?"

Song Qingyou read it word by word, then nodded, "I see."

Song Qingyou couldn't bear to see the little cat trying to slam into the super-large keyboard that took up half of the screen.

"You'd better stop typing, I guessed it, it might be faster."

Then he took the tablet back.

At this moment, there was a vibrating sound from the suit pocket on the back of the seat.

Song Qingyou paused just as she gripped the steering wheel, then she tilted her head and asked:
"your phone?"

"Shall I take it out for you?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded.

Song Qingyou glanced at the caller ID: "Assistant Fang's call, can I answer it?"

The little cat nodded again.

As soon as the phone was connected, Fang Yan took the initiative to say:

"Everything has been arranged, but the housekeeper next to the old man came to see me. The old man seemed to want to know what plans you have for the future. I said you want to go out and relax."

"Also, are you going to drive directly to West Market, or should I arrange a car or helicopter to pick you up and Miss Song?"

Song Qingyou coughed lightly: "Assistant Fang, it's me."

"Miss Song?" Fang Yan was surprised, "Boss Jiang...is he driving?"

"No, we are still in front of the restaurant."

Song Qingyou glanced at Jiang Zhihan: "I'll go to Mr. Jiang's place later. There's no need to arrange a helicopter. The West Market is not far from the Beijing City. Let's go there by car."

Fang Yan had no objection to this arrangement, and thoughtfully sent Jiang Zhihan's address to Song Qingyou's phone.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyou was a little curious: "Does Assistant Fang know about you?"

Maomao nodded.

"So Assistant Fang knows." Song Qingyou started the car, "It seems that you trust him very much."

"Meow--"

"Then Mr. Jiang, do they know?"

Maomao shook his head.

Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows knowingly.

The black Maybach started the ignition, drove away from the parking lot, and stopped at the gate of Jiangwan villa area half an hour later.

The security guard only glanced at the license plate number and immediately let him go.

Bypassing the magnificently decorated service center, Song Qingyou quickly stopped in front of a villa following the guidance of the kitten next to her.

It is said to be a villa, but it is actually a large flat.

The houses in the Jiangwan villa area are far apart, and each building is different. They should all be designed and built by the owner himself.

Jiang Zhihan lives here alone, there is no need to be separated from anyone, and the Daping floor does not need to climb stairs, which is more "efficient".

Song Qingyou got out of the car, and was about to ask Jiang Zhihan where the key was, but when she turned around, she realized that this person had changed back at some point.

Before she could ask why, she saw Jiang Zhihan's actions at the door, including but not limited to: entering password, pressing fingerprint, scanning iris...

In general, no keys are required at all.

Song Qingyou waited for more than ten seconds. After hearing her name, she thought she could finally get in. Who knew that Jiang Zhihan asked her to enter her fingerprints and irises.

"I don't need it? I won't come and go to your place often, and—"

The two of them are friends and partners at best, and it's not appropriate to put the house keys in each other's hands.

Jiang Zhihan interrupted what she was going to say: "We live together now."

Song Qingyou choked, and then heard the other party take it for granted:
"It's an equivalent exchange."

What kind of equivalent exchange is this?Song Qingyou recalled the small apartment she lived in.

I'm afraid the combined value of everything including the house itself is not as expensive as a bathroom here.

As if seeing her thoughts, Jiang Zhihan gave another reason:
"If I can't change back one day, and there are important things coming in and out of here, I have to ask you for help."

The reasons are valid and sufficient.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, Song Qingyou agreed after thinking about it.

After all, they are now grasshoppers on a rope.

(End of this chapter)

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