Zheng Tan arrived at the villa with the kitten as the rain started to come down harder. He was already somewhat drenched, but the kitten nestled in his arms remained mostly dry, faring better than Zheng Tan.
Before renting out the house, Mr. Jiao had installed a small ladder on the side, which couldn't support a person's weight—only that of a cat. The ladder was quite small but just perfect for a cat. At the time, Feng Baikin didn't pay it much attention and even admired how well the Jiao family treated cats.
Normally, Zheng Tan didn't really need to use the small ladder; he could simply find a place to climb up the wall to the attic, which was more convenient and gave him more freedom to go up however he wanted. Today, however, as he was holding a kitten, it wasn't convenient to climb, so he used the ladder to get up.
