After leaving the hotel, Song Qingyou's cold face revealed a smile. "The fox using the tiger's might is quite useful."
"I just don't know if Mr. Jiang will come looking for trouble after he finds out."
"Zhizhi, what do you think?"
Jiang Zhihan yawned and meowed reluctantly.
'I don't think so.'
Song Qingyou couldn't understand cat language, so she said to herself, "Forget it. He's just an unimportant stranger. Who cares what he thinks?"
Jiang Zhihan reached out and patted the arm of the person behind him.
'Who said I'm an unimportant stranger?'
'We're at least-'
Jiang Zhihan's thoughts stopped.
He suddenly remembered that he hadn't officially met Song Qingyou yet.
Their relationship could only be said to be a "master-pet relationship"…
Song Qingyou saw her cat wither in the blink of an eye and thought it was just a normal lazy cat.
