Chapter 522 - 521: What-If: Did the Big Boss Compete for Favor Today? 90

Chapter 522: Chapter 521: What-If: Did the Big Boss Compete for Favor Today? 90

She tried her best to ignore the bizarre feeling, but Ping’an suddenly stood on its hind legs and pointed at her, then at itself, with its one good paw.

Most people would have found such an abstract gesture hard to understand. But Shi Lan had been a cat before. Her eyes instantly widened. She swallowed hard and stammered, "You... you’re saying... you’re like me? You’re... a person?"

Ye Ming looked at her in surprise, a flicker of delight in his eyes. He hadn’t expected Shi Lan to understand him so quickly.

He nodded.

Watching Ping’an’s little black head bob up and down, Shi Lan felt like a lightning bolt had just struck her.

She couldn’t help but ask, "When did you end up in my cat’s body?"

"Oh, right. Can you type on a phone?"

Shi Lan felt this was a difficult way to communicate, so she handed him her phone.

Ye Ming gave it a try but found that cat paws weren’t very convenient. The phone’s keyboard area was too narrow.

So, Shi Lan brought over her laptop and opened a document to make it easier for Ye Ming to type.

This was much easier for Ye Ming. He slowly typed out the text: "This morning."

The moment she saw his reply, Shi Lan’s mind went blank. She thought about how Ping’an woke up in her bed every day, and how she was always kissing and petting it.

"Can... can you be more specific? Like, what time exactly?"

Ye Ming sensed her nervousness and unease. Though he wasn’t sure why, he still typed, "When you were making breakfast."

There were more words this time. Ye Ming had to practically lie his whole cat body across the keyboard to slowly type it all out.

Seeing this, Shi Lan let out a sigh of relief, the tension in her heart easing slightly.

Hugging a throw pillow, she subconsciously scooted a little farther away from Ye Ming, her expression complex as she looked at him.

’I can’t believe someone else could turn into a cat, besides me.’

"By the way, do you remember how you suddenly turned into a cat?"

Ye Ming shook his head and typed, "All I know is I had just laid down to sleep, and the next time I opened my eyes, I was here."

Shi Lan fell into thought. ’It seems a bit like what happened to me,’ she mused. ’I also transmigrated in my sleep.’

It had taken her almost a year to return to her own body last time. She had no idea what it would be like for the human soul currently inside Ping’an.

If he was also going to be stuck for that long... The thought of having to live with a stranger gave Shi Lan a headache.

She suddenly remembered something important. "By the way, are you a guy or a girl?"

Ye Ming’s body stiffened slightly, but he honestly typed out a two-word reply: "A guy."

Instantly, Shi Lan felt even more uncomfortable.

If he had been a girl, she wouldn’t have minded so much. It would be like having another female roommate. But a guy... that was inconvenient.

She frowned, unsure of what to do with him.

Perhaps sensing her predicament, Ye Ming typed again, "My name is Ye Ming. We met at the school library yesterday. I’m very sorry if this is troubling you. You can take me to my friend’s house for the time being."

As Ye Ming’s message slowly appeared on the screen, Shi Lan’s eyes widened.

’I can’t believe it’s such a small world,’ she thought. ’Of all people, Ye Ming ended up in my cat...’

After a long moment of stunned silence, Shi Lan finally suppressed the complex emotions in her eyes and replied awkwardly, "Oh, what a coincidence. So it’s you."

Ye Ming typed back, "What a coincidence."

After they had talked for a bit, Shi Lan saw how difficult it was for him to type with only three legs in Ping’an’s body, so she stopped asking questions.

If it had been any other man, she might have unhesitatingly found a temporary place to board Ping’an. But since it was Ye Ming, she dismissed the thought.

As the former Fei Mo, Shi Lan had experienced Ye Ming’s meticulous care and consideration firsthand. Now that he was in the same predicament she had been in, she just couldn’t bring herself to send him away.

She fell silent for a moment. "In that case, you can stay here for a while. You’ll probably return to your own body after some time."

Ye Ming hadn’t expected her to let him stay. He glanced at her in surprise, then lowered his gaze to hide his delight and nodded.

"Thank you."

He typed that, paused, then added a string of numbers. "169xxxx3185. My WeChat. Add me."

Curious about what would happen when Ye Ming returned to his own body, Shi Lan didn’t refuse. She quickly sent him a friend request on WeChat.

Seeing her do this, Ye Ming’s tense body relaxed slightly.

Knowing that Ye Ming was now in Ping’an’s body, Shi Lan made him a special meal for cats for lunch.

The ingredients were all fresh and suitable for a cat’s digestive system. Having been a cat herself, she knew that this kind of meal was one of the more palatable and healthier options for a human soul in a feline body.

Ye Ming didn’t ask any questions. When Shi Lan placed the meal in front of him, he just lowered his head, gave it a light sniff, and quickly began to eat. To show his appreciation, he licked the bowl clean, and afterward, typed "Thank you" on a tablet.

After lunch, with nothing else to do, Shi Lan and Ye Ming started watching TV on the sofa.

After the morning’s shock, knowing that the cat was an old acquaintance, Ye Ming, she had become much more relaxed and at ease. For his part, Ye Ming tactfully sat on the other sofa, giving her space.

He actually wanted to borrow the computer from Shi Lan to search for any literature on people possessing cats, but he found it hard to ask, afraid he’d be a bother. So, he simply decided to watch TV with her.

However, as he watched the familiar face on the television, he couldn’t help but glance over at Shi Lan a few times.

’I didn’t realize she was a fan of Yan Huoshui, too.’

’Then again,’ he thought, ’the Yan Family’s second young master certainly inherited his parents’ excellent genes. His looks are probably what most girls would consider ideal.’

’Most importantly, he’s still single.’

It was rare for Ye Ming’s thoughts to stray this far. He quickly chided himself for being nosy. ’She’s just watching a show,’ he thought. ’Why am I letting my imagination run wild?’

’Even if Shi Lan does like him, it’s probably just because of his idol aura. Yan Huoshui will never know, and it’s not like they’ll ever have much contact.’

Just as Ye Ming reined in his thoughts, there was a knock on the door. Shi Lan assumed it was the flowers from He Hanshi, but when she opened it, she found a woman in a professional suit and a tall man holding several shopping bags from a high-end brand.

She looked at them in confusion. "Hello, may I help you?"

The woman looked at her and immediately flashed a perfectly radiant, professional smile. "Hello, are you Miss Shi Lan?"

Shi Lan nodded. "Yes? What is it?"

"Perfect. Mr. Yan Huoshui specified that this is a gift for his lucky fan, Miss Shi Lan. If you could please sign for the delivery."

"Huh?"

"Wait a second."

"Of course, Miss Shi Lan."

The woman’s smile was as bright as a flower, her demeanor patient and gentle.

But upon hearing who the sender was, Shi Lan was utterly shocked. She was already pulling out her phone to check her blocklist.

She scrolled through her contacts, finally found the familiar number Yan Huoshui had used to contact her last time, quickly unblocked it, and placed a call.