Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

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

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

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

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

Only a suit jacket was left, falling from mid-air to the seat like a deflated balloon.

After a while, a silver-white tiger-striped cat emerged from it, shaking its head and twitching its ears.

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

Song Qingyou's mind 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 slightly to cover up her gaffe, and reached out to pet the cat out of habit.

Jiang Zhihan tilted his head and wanted to avoid it, but then he remembered what he had promised Song Qingyou, so he still 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——"

Judging from the appearance, it seems to be saying: Look, things are exactly the same as what I said.

Song Qingyou curled her lips, took back the hand touching the cat's ears, turned around and opened 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.

Jiang Zhihan's head was full of questions and he couldn't help but tilted his head.

The cute appearance made Song Qingyou's lips curl up.

However, who knew that such a cute little kitten is actually Jiang Zhihan at heart!

So, she didn't hesitate to put the tablet under the opponent's paw.

Jiang Zhihan: "Meow?"

Song Qingyou: "I can't understand your meow, why don't you type to communicate with me?"

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

You don't need to think about it to know that Song Qingyou did this on purpose.

However, he is now quite proficient at typing with a cat's paw, 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 'note' inside.

He was about to type and ask Song Qingyou if there was anything else he wanted to know, when he saw the other party taking out his mobile phone.

Jiang Zhihan:?

Song Qingyou, who was preparing to take photos and videos: "Well, I'm just curious about how a cat can type. I'll record it by the way."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhihan immediately retracted his claws with a very determined attitude.

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

But she was still curious about how Jiang Zhihan used cat claws to type.

As the cat's paws pressed back and forth on the screen, she observed it from all angles.

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

I remember that when she completed the task, she had also transformed into an animal, but she had never typed in an animal form.

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

The little cat who was typing hard shook his head.

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

"Only see, not, red, color?"

Song Qingyou read it word for word, then nodded, "I understand."

Song Qingyou couldn't bear to see the little kitten struggling with the huge keyboard that took up half of the screen.

"You'd better stop typing. I'll just guess. It might be faster."

With that said, 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 as soon as she grasped the steering wheel, tilted her head and asked:

"your phone?"

"Shall I take it out for you?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded.

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

The little cat nodded again.

As soon as the call was connected, Fang Yan took the initiative and said:

"Things have been arranged, but the housekeeper next to the old gentleman came to see me. The old gentleman seemed to want to know what your plans are next. I said you should go out and relax."

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

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

"Miss Song?" Fang Yan was surprised, "Mr. Jiang...are you driving?"

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

Song Qingyou glanced at Jiang Zhihan: "We will go to Mr. Jiang's residence later. There is no need to arrange a helicopter. The West City is not far from the capital city. We will go there by car."

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

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

Maomao nodded.

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

"Meow--"

"Do Mr. Jiang and the others know?"

Maomao shook his head.

Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows in understanding.

The black Maybach started the ignition, drove out of the parking lot, and parked at the entrance of Jiangwan Villa District half an hour later.

The security guard only glanced at the license plate number and immediately let me 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's said to be a villa, but it's actually a large flat.

The houses in Jiangwan Villa District are far apart, and each building is different. They should all be designed and built by the owners themselves.

Jiang Zhihan only lives here alone, there is no need to be separated from anyone, and the flat floor does not require climbing stairs, which makes it more "efficient".

Song Qingyou got out of the car and was about to ask Jiang Zhihan where the keys were. When she turned around, she found that the man had changed back again.

Before she could ask why, she saw Jiang Zhihan perform a series of actions at the door, including but not limited to: entering password, pressing fingerprints, scanning iris...

In short, no keys are needed at all.

Song Qingyou waited aside 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, right? I won't come in and out of your place very often, and -"

The two of them are at most friends and collaborators. This kind of behavior of putting house keys in each other's hands is not appropriate.

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

Song Qingyou choked and then heard the other party say matter-of-factly:

"This is an exchange of equal value."

What kind of equivalent exchange is this? Song Qingyou thought back to the small apartment where she lived.

I'm afraid that the combined value of everything, including the house itself, is less expensive than a bathroom here.

As if he saw her thoughts, Jiang Zhihan gave another reason:

"If I can't change back one day and something important comes in and out of here, I'll have to ask you for help."

The reason is legitimate and sufficient.

Regardless of whether it was true or false, Song Qingyou thought about it and agreed.

After all, they are now grasshoppers on a rope.