"Why are you so hostile to that cat?" Tong Ran said before remembering the scratch on his back, and his eyebrows furrowed, "Even if it scratches you, you don't have to treat it so cruelly, right?"

The man looked at her with a gloomy expression.

Tong Ran looked away, and suddenly seemed to think of some key question, and said suspiciously: "This cat...... Where did it come from? It stands to reason that it couldn't climb into the master bedroom on the third floor......"

Could it be that it was raised by Steward Zhou?

Looking at Monanjue's cold appearance and murderous attitude, he shouldn't like small animals.

"Meow~~~"

The man pursed his lips, and the cat that had been curled up on the bed suddenly stretched out its paws and touched him lightly on the leg, "Meow-"

"What's it called!, be careful I kill you!" the man glared at the cat.

"Well, let's go downstairs and take a shower. Tong Ran glared back at him instead of the cat, this man is weird, it's better to stay away quickly.

She didn't want to be burned half to death by his wrath.

Surprisingly, Monan Jue didn't stop her.

Downstairs, Tong Ran hugged the cat to find Steward Zhou, Steward Zhou said that the family had a cat before, and knew how to take care of it, after Tong Ran wrote it down, he took a bath and fed the cat something to eat, and then sat at the dining table and began to eat breakfast.

Steward Zhou went upstairs to call Mo Nanjue, the man had already put on a dark blue handmade shirt when he came down, he walked to the dining table with a cold expression and sat down, and began to eat breakfast elegantly, without even looking at Tong Ran.

Tong Ran was eating small tomatoes, and from time to time he peeked at Mo Nanjue, who was upstairs just now...... She seems to have been a little too much for him?

After all, he was scratched by a cat, and she scolded him for not being too cruel......

And a young master like him with a bad temper and an arrogant personality should be even more angry!

Thinking of this, Tong Ran suddenly really felt that she was a little too much, she half-bit her fork and said, "That...... You ......"

The man didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Scratches on your back...... Have you taken the medicine?" Tong Ran pondered for a long time, and finally spit out a complete sentence.

"Young master, are you injured?!" Steward Zhou, who was cutting fruit on the side, was startled when he heard this, and the knife in his hand almost fell off, "Where is it on your back?

The anxious and worried look seemed to be eager to move the best hospital in the city immediately.

"Steward Zhou, it's nothing," Tong Ran put down the fork in his hand and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, it's just a small injury, it's not enough to worry about it at all." ”

Just a small injury?

Not enough to worry about at all?

The man raised an eyebrow and looked at Tong Ran.

"Uh......" Tong Ran realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he simply closed his mouth and continued to eat the small tomatoes with his head down.

Monan Jue took a sip of coffee, and his gaze moved from the eyes of the woman opposite him to the cherry lips, and then from the cherry lips to the chest-front......

The last fell on her delicate white hand.

And the slender white hand is gently stroking the dark blue kitten that has been probing its brain.

How unhappy the man looked, the scratches on his back were still faintly painful, and the dignified president of the emperor felt that he was a little inexplicable, and his slender hand picked up the coffee again, thinking about how to throw the cat out of the coffin-

Suddenly, the landline bell rang.

The maid picked up the phone, put down the microphone after a few words, and walked over to Monan Jue and said respectfully: "Jue Shao, the general manager of CatHouse called and asked if you are still satisfied with the British shorthair, and they have asked the designer to design and prepare a full set of cat supplies suitable for the decoration style of Emgrand Dragon Garden, can you send it over in the afternoon?"