Shen Letian opened a bottle of '82 Lafite.
While sipping from his glass, he teased the plump little cat beside him.
This little white cat named "Baozi" lived up to its name, eating until it became round and chubby, with a face just like a steamed bun.
Over a month ago, he took the advice of some sage and brought the cat home, and indeed, Han Yingnai was extremely fond of it.
However, her affection was so excessive that it even eclipsed his own popularity.
Fortunately, the cat did not let him down. Han Yingnai visited often to take care of it, to prevent it from going hungry when he wasn't home.
When he himself went hungry, he never saw her this anxious.
"Tang Yu! Tell me the truth, do you really have amnesia or is it just an act?"
Holding a wine glass, Tang Yu took a sip, "Really."
"Hey! If you don't tell the truth, I can't help you!"
"Help me with what?" Tang Yu looked purely innocent.
Shen Letian looked at him with disdain, "Keep on acting! Just keep acting!"
