Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 939: Are You Selling Your Cat? Even a Million Is Fine
This silly boy is actually hiding and crying.
Seeing the visitor was Feng Liyan, Baiyi asked calmly, "...anything else?"
As soon as he spoke, he instinctively turned his head to the side, as if unwilling to let Feng Liyan see his vulnerability at that moment.
Feng Liyan came in carrying an insulated container, closed the door with a backhand, then walked to the bed and placed the container on the bedside table.
"I brought you some food."
"Thank you." Baiyi responded flatly, though his tone carried no gratitude, nor did he look at Feng Liyan.
This meal, he probably wouldn’t eat it.
After placing the food down, Feng Liyan looked at Baiyi who was ignoring him, unsure of what to say.
"Um... I’m staying in this area with Xiao’ai for a few days, can I borrow your bed for a few nights?" Feng Liyan almost bit his tongue at the latter part.
So timid, is this really me?
Facing Baiyi, who was sad, Feng Liyan was more cautious than he’d ever been.
Baiyi was momentarily surprised by Feng Liyan’s words, then he raised his head to look at him.
Seeing Baiyi’s eyes reddened by tears, Feng Liyan felt particularly uncomfortable inside.
Facing Baiyi’s gaze, Feng Liyan inexplicably became a bit nervous, not knowing where to look.
"Your home is in Holy City?" Rather than responding to Feng Liyan’s request, Baiyi threw out this sentence.
Holy City?
Feng Liyan paused for a moment, then quickly remembered what place that was.
"Yeah." Feng Liyan nodded.
Luckily, these days Wen Xiao’ai kept talking about how good Jun Moyan was to her, and mentioned how she was once rescued by him after falling into a forest in Holy City, since then she had always said she lived in Holy City.
"Can I go see Xia... the cat?" Baiyi’s eyes held anticipation and an unexpressed plea, making Feng Liyan unable to refuse.
"Well... of course you can, but it will be some time." Feng Liyan could only delay.
"When?" Baiyi’s eyes lit up upon hearing that he could, and he quickly followed up.
"Hmm... Let’s see, it won’t be long, when I leave, I’ll definitely let you see him." Feng Liyan promised.
"Really?"
Although a bit disappointed not to see Xiaobai immediately, it was better than never seeing him.
"Yeah." Feng Liyan nodded affirmatively.
"Thank you." Baiyi expressed his thanks, this time evidently more sincere than the previous one.
"Um, are you hungry, how about eating first?" Feng Liyan asked.
"Not hungry." Baiyi replied without raising his head.
"..." Feng Liyan felt frustrated inside.
This Baiyi was someone he had never seen before, completely hard to interact with.
Feng Liyan stood awkwardly nearby, glimpsing the used baby bottle he had noticed on the bedside table earlier, picked it up, and idly played with it.
Baiyi glanced at Feng Liyan and the bottle in his hand, then spoke:
"Well, are you selling your cat? Name your price, ten thousand or a million is fine."
Feng Liyan raised an eyebrow slightly, "You like that cat so much? It’s so picky, barely eats or drinks anything, temperamental, doesn’t like attention, so difficult to care for yet you want to keep him?"
Feng Liyan’s tone seemed to be outlining Baiyi’s earlier complaints about the difficulty in raising him and wanting to give him away.
"Since you think it’s so hard to take care of, so troublesome, then let me raise him." Baiyi didn’t sound too pleased, hearing Feng Liyan speak so of Xiaobai, he felt Feng Liyan wasn’t caring for Xiaobai properly at all.
