Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!
Chapter 35: Left Hand AD Calcium Milk, Right Hand Short Gun Cannon

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Left Hand AD Calcium Milk, Right Hand Short Gun Cannon

"Hey, where are you going?" Qing Yi asked.

"I haven’t finished what Third Young Master tasked me with, I’ll come back later to report," Bai Yi said without turning back.

Qing Yi placed the box of potato chips in front of Wen Xiao’ai.

Thinking that the chips were made from potatoes, he figured eating some shouldn’t be a problem.

Regardless of whether Wen Xiao’ai could understand or not, Qing Yi cautioned, "Don’t eat too much, be careful of indigestion."

"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai indicated that even ten boxes would not be a problem.

"Xiaocha, keep an eye on her."

"Okay."

Xiaocha felt a bit excited, never having imagined that there would be a pet in Wu Garden one day.

And it was personally raised by the Third Young Master.

Plus, it was so girlish.

Wu Garden was really too quiet, having a cat should liven things up a lot.

After Qing Yi left, Xiaocha watched Wen Xiao’ai drink milk and eat chips on the table, her eyes nearly crinkling with joy.

This cat was just too cute and adorable.

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Around four in the afternoon.

A green military vehicle slowly drove into Wu Garden,

and then stopped outside the villa.

Dressed in a military uniform, Shangguan Yu hopped out of the vehicle while drinking a bottle of Wahaha AD calcium milk.

Well, one could try to imagine, a man over one-eighty tall, in a military uniform, holding a bottle of Wahaha AD calcium milk and drinking as he walked, what kind of visual impact that might be...

"Jun Moyan."

Shangguan Yu shouted outside the villa before swaggering into it.

"Young master, I’ve brought two bottles of good wine to reward you with."

"Lord Shangguan," said Xiaocha, who was watching Wen Xiao’ai. She quickly stood up to greet him upon hearing the voice.

"Where’s Mr. Jun? He hasn’t returned yet?" Shangguan Yu said as he looked at his wristwatch.

Uh... it seemed he had arrived early.

"Third Young Master hasn’t returned yet. Lord Shangguan, please come inside and make yourself comfortable, I will get you two bottles... of AD calcium milk," Xiaocha said, barely holding back a laugh.

Other guests would be offered tea or water, but he only drank AD calcium milk, even rarely drinking alcohol.

Almost every time she saw him, he was drinking AD calcium milk.

Even though she was used to seeing it, she couldn’t help but want to laugh.

Because this AD calcium milk really didn’t match his tall, handsome image.

But somehow, it was unexpectedly... cute.

"Thanks."

Shangguan Yu didn’t feel embarrassed at all drinking AD calcium milk at his age.

He had grown so accustomed to it that he felt listless if he didn’t drink it every day.

Shangguan Yu sat down on the couch.

He propped up one leg and reached for the remote on the couch, intending to change channels, completely making himself at home.

But when he saw the cartoon that was currently playing on the LCD TV hung on the wall opposite, he involuntarily raised an eyebrow.

Xiaocha was getting more and more considerate, knowing that he was coming and even had the cartoon ready for him.

"Meow~"

Do not change it.

Wen Xiao’ai, who was thirsty from eating potato chips and was holding a bottle of milk, saw this person dressed in green, no, in teal and about to change her channel, immediately disagreed.

She hadn’t watched enough yet.

This sudden meow startled Shangguan Yu.

"A cat?"

Shangguan Yu looked around.

But there was none.

Had he heard wrong?

"Meow~"

There was that sound again, and this time Shangguan Yu was sure he hadn’t heard wrong; there definitely was a cat.

While intending to look for the cat, Shangguan Yu’s attention was drawn to the can of milk powder on the table.

Milk powder?

Shangguan Yu was startled, had Jun Moyan had a child?

Ah, spit, had Jun Moyan become a dad?

How could that be, then what was with this milk powder?

And that half-eaten box of potato chips beside the can of milk powder... what on earth was going on?

Was Jun Moyan looking for a taste of his childhood?