Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!
Chapter 19 Embrace

Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Embrace

Wen Xiao’ai hadn’t even started to get angry when a deep warning voice unhappily sounded:

"Don’t touch randomly!"

The drunkard glanced at Jun Moyan, smiled indifferently, and then began to check the cat.

However, less than a minute into the examination, the drunkard’s expression started to look quite strange...

This damned expression baffled everyone present and made them even more curious about what was going on.

If it weren’t for Jun Moyan being there, Qing Yi and the man in white would have come forward to ask questions.

This expression had never appeared on the drunkard’s face before; it was too odd.

Even if Wu Garden were attacked and exploded, this drunkard would probably just lazily glance at it.

On the contrary, Jun Moyan didn’t show any change in expression.

Because the same shocked look that the drunkard had, had appeared in his eyes fifteen minutes earlier.

This cat was indeed not ordinary.

The expression on the drunkard’s face made the man in white next to him unable to help but let his thoughts run wild.

Could it be that it’s just as he thought, this cat... was possessed by something?

The drunkard could not only treat illnesses but also see these things?

That really was hiding one’s light under a bushel.

"What’s wrong?" Qing Yi noticed the man in white’s troubled complexion.

The man in white glanced at Qing Yi, elbowed him hard, and whispered:

"It’s all because of you."

"Don’t be so dramatic, a cat, a crow, and you get scared like this? Don’t say you’re from Wu Garden when you go out, you’re seriously embarrassing the young master."

"You take pleasure in my misfortune; I’ll settle this with you later," the man in white glared at him fiercely.

After a long while, the drunkard stopped the examination and looked at Jun Moyan, "This... is it really the same cat from before?"

"Do you think I’d be so bored as to find a similar cat, dye it with blood, and then have you check it?" Jun Moyan looked at the drunkard as if he was looking at a fool.

The drunkard stared at him, trying to gauge how credible his words were.

It wasn’t that he thought Jun Moyan was that ridiculous; it was just that this... was too unbelievable.

"Where are its wounds then? I wasn’t really drunk just now. In no more than half an hour, you’re telling me the wounds have healed?"

Jun Moyan had no explanation for this because he didn’t understand either.

"Or did you hire some reclusive, ancient doctor from the mountains? Impossible. There’s no one in this world better at medicine than I am."

He’s so shameless, who says no one is better at medicine than you?

The Medicine King of our Cat Demon Clan is much more skilled than you, and he doesn’t even drink.

Wen Xiao’ai despised the drunkard thoroughly in her mind.

Then she reached out her two little paws to Jun Moyan and called out in a cooing voice, full of flattery:

"Meow~"

I want to be held.

His energy can heal my injuries; I need that.

Jun Moyan stepped forward, reached out his hands, and picked up her tiny body.

Wen Xiao’ai slightly squinted her eyes with satisfaction, nestling in his arms as she attempted to absorb the energy from his body.

"Does it have any health issues?" Jun Moyan asked the drunkard.

The drunkard stared at the cat in Jun Moyan’s arms, one hand stroking his own finely chiseled and thin chin, looking utterly perplexed, to the point that he ignored Jun Moyan’s question.

"I’m asking you."

"You haven’t answered me yet, what’s the deal with this cat?"

"If I knew, would I still need to ask you?"

"This is just too... spooky," the drunkard crossed his arms and leaned back slightly onto the sofa, still staring at Wen Xiao’ai, unable to come up with a diagnosis after a while.

"You think it’s spooky too, right?" the man in white couldn’t help but interject.

The drunkard looked at the man in white, waiting for him to continue.