Fu Huai'an looked inside the cat cage. A gray British Shorthair was curled up inside. It looked up at him with a defensive glance, its clear eyes somehow reminding him of Lin Nuan.
He couldn't bring himself to ask his assistant to send the cat away.
He grabbed the cat cage and watched the assistant arrange the cat items in the house.
"Ah, yes…" The assistant put down the cat litter and stood up to ask Fu Huai'an, "Miss Lin was in a rush to leave today so she left her identification card. Should I keep it safe until she needs it again for the collection of the certificate? Or should I leave it with you?"
"Pass it to me."
