Du Shiling, who returned home, went directly to the main courtyard, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw Du Bi who was kicking shuttlecock with the maid.

"Hello brother."

Ten-year-old Du Bi is not afraid of the little king of Hades at home, once Du Shiling comes home, she behaves more well-behaved than a quail, throws a shuttlecock and chases her brother into the yard.

"Brother, today I met a man surnamed Zhou in school, his father is the president of the Zhou family's firm, do you know him?"

Du Shiling glanced at Du Bi and nodded lightly.

"Then he's coming to our house next week, is that okay?"

"You decide."

With Du Shiling's words, Du Bi laughed happily, jumping up and down to go back to her room, and suddenly she turned around and said again.

"I saw a white cat in your yard, did you have it?"

"It's not."

"If you catch me, can you send me?"

Du Shiling nodded indifferently, raised her feet and walked directly into the house.

Du San saw the interaction between the brothers and sisters just now, and he also understood in his heart that the relationship between the brothers and sisters of the Du family was average.

After all, except for Du Shifang and Du Shiling, who married far away some time ago, they were born to a wife, and almost all the rest were born to the master and other women, especially that Du Bi, whose biological mother was a young lady in the dance hall, and the master had passed away for five years before he led a six or seven-year-old child to the door to confess his relatives.

The woman was expecting to be able to rely on Du Bi to make a big profit, but she didn't think that Du Shiling directly left the child with a sentence "The Du family's bloodline is raised by the Du family", as for the woman, she didn't catch a dime, she wanted to cry at the door of Du's house for a while, but you can think of who dares to take care of the Du family's affairs in the whole Lincheng? So the woman could only return empty-handed, with no money and no children.

Later, when Du Bi was nine years old, the newspaper published the news that a girl in a dance hall had hanged herself.

Since then, Du Bi, the child, has been sticking to Du Shiling as if he had changed.

Thinking of this, Du San couldn't help but sigh.

is worthy of the Du family's species, at such a young age, he can see the pros and cons clearly, and know what to do at this time is the best for himself.

The children of the Du family are all smart.

But among them is Du Shiling's top-notch.

According to Old Man Du's merry spirit back then, Du San alone knew more than ten fingers.

If it weren't for Du Shiling being smart enough, he might not have survived to come back, let alone sit in the position of the head of the Du family now.

It's no wonder that the master was upset when he saw these younger brothers and sisters, one or two were raised outside before they were sent back, and Du Shiling didn't have any feelings for him, and one or two of them were still self-righteous and playing tricks in secret.

After entering the house, Du San handed a letter to Du Shiling.

"This is a letter sent from abroad, written to you by the third lady."

Hearing that it was a letter from San'er, Du Shiling took off her coat and opened the envelope and sat by the window.

The handwriting on the letter was clean and graceful, and it took Du Shiling a lot of time to read this large sheet.

"Is the third lady coming back?"

"Well, graduate next month, and then you drive to the dock to pick her up."

Du San listened to it and asked after him.

"Aren't you going to pick up the third lady?"

"Next month, the Chamber of Commerce will receive a group of foreign guests, and there should be no time."

Du San didn't ask any more questions, and just as he was about to close the door after quietly exiting the room, he heard the voice of his master.

"There was a cat in the yard, and I caught it and sent it to the house."

"Okay."

Cat?

Du San frowned, and couldn't help but think of the white cat he met this morning.

It can't be the cat in the morning, right?

The cook didn't throw it out?

Thinking of this, Du San hurriedly picked a few hands and feet to catch cats in the yard, trying not to make too much noise, after all, this time period is the time for the master to take a nap.

In the spacious and bright bedroom, Du Shiling lit the incense next to the bed, changed into a light Chinese robe, and then rolled up her sleeves and sat down by the window.

Today's ledger has not had time to be checked, and a total of more than a dozen ledgers have been delivered from seven stores, stacked high on the table.

In the quiet room, there was an occasional sound of turning the pages of the book, Du Shiling wore glasses and looked down at the account books of shops all over the world, the abacus in his hand dialed the sound of "crackling horn", and the slender and clean fingers seemed to fluctuate back and forth on the abacus beads as if they were thinking, and the crisp sound was still a little pleasant to hear.

I don't know how long it took, Du Shiling's train of thought was suddenly interrupted by something fluffy under her feet.

The sound of the beads of the abacus clashing abruptly stopped, and he looked down at his feet, and a milky figure appeared in front of him, only half of his round and fluffy buttocks could be faintly seen, and the other half of his body arched under the hem of his long coat.

The man frowned, reached out and tugged at his clothes.

"Meow~"

A soft cat meow came, followed by the white cat raised its head, looking at Du Shiling with obedient and pitiful eyes, and a pair of particularly mysterious and beautiful eyes flashed with strange light.

It was the first time Du Shiling had seen a cat with two-colored eyes, after all, he had never had a cat, and he rarely met a cat in his living environment.

A man and a cat looked at each other.

Look closely, this white cat looks upright, slender and elegant, with two jewel-like bright eyes embedded in the round face, the cat's ears stand upright like a small bowl, and under the tip of the pink nose are two white and tender mouths.

Du Shiling stared at it for a while, and found that the white cat's eyes seemed to be able to speak, revealing a bright and clear luster, and he didn't know how long it had been in the house, just lying quietly at his feet, and he didn't know how to call.

Very quiet and beautiful white cat.

However, Du Shiling doesn't like to raise these little things, when he was going to call Du San outside the door to catch the cat, but he didn't think that before he could speak, the prostrate white cat suddenly jumped into the narrow-mouthed and short-bellied celadon vase next to the desk.

The vase was an antique, priceless, and the most expensive ornament in his bedroom.

I didn't expect this white cat to jump directly into it, and if you want to get it out, you have to touch the vase, if you accidentally scratch the corners and corners, it will greatly depreciate the value of this antique.

Du Shiling analyzed the pros and cons in an instant.

So he fell silent, looked away from the vase, and continued to focus on the task at hand.

It wasn't until the slanting sun shone in outside the window that the man stopped the pen in his hand, raised his hand and pinched his neck hard, took off his glasses, and rubbed the corners of his sour eyes.

After dealing with the work to be done that day, Du Shiling got up and opened the door.

"Du San, come here."

"Master, that cat doesn't know where to hide, I can't find it!"

"In my house, you send someone to guard the vase, and lure it out with some food, just don't touch the vase."