I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 438 Dog Owner, Cat Slave_1

Chapter 438: Chapter 438 Dog Owner, Cat Slave_1

For many men, going out shopping is an unbearably painful affair.

Shopping inflicts fatal destruction on men, whether mentally, physically, or spiritually!

Cough, although it’s a bit exaggerated, in the mall, whenever you see a couple passing by, the woman is definitely lively while the man is absolutely dispirited—as if he just slept with a female ghost and had all his vital energy sucked out.

But, you’re different.

Zhao’er doesn’t have a full sense of autonomy. Although she is no longer in a trance as before, her subjective consciousness isn’t particularly strong either, so you never hear her say things like "Dear, that diamond pendant is so sparkly, so pretty, I want I want I want I want I want!"

Naturally, Zhao’er’s appearance attracts a lot of attention, just as when you and Wu Qiyi were in the mall before. No matter where you go, there are always passersby who take special notice of Zhao’er, and that includes people of all ages and genders.

Her charm is unique.

In real life, many people say someone is so good-looking, so beautiful, so delicate; but how beautiful can a person be?

Can you give a specific parameter?

No!

After all, with just a nose and two eyes, no matter how well-proportioned the facial features are, it’s really just that much.

In fact, for a girl, what truly captivates and enchants people is her unique temperament and innate aura.

Although Zhao’er’s wits have not fully recovered, her irresistible charm and temperament have always been there.

"Beautiful lady, I am a senior executive at the Haitian Group, my name is..."

"Scram!"

With a fierce glare!

The so-called corporate executive left like a defeated rooster, a pitiful dog, with his tail between his legs.

This was already the twenty-seventh one.

Ever since you entered this mall, you had braced yourself for the inevitable, but hadn’t expected that there would be so many flies!

At this moment, the Sen Luo Eye was fully open!

You turned your head to Zhao’er beside you and asked, "When you and Empress were in Europe, did people behave the same way there?"

"Mhm." Zhao’er nodded.

"How did you deal with them?"

Zhao’er turned her head, smiled at you, and said, "Quite simple, just make them kneel on the ground, unable to stand up."

With that, a familiar, overpowering pressure spread in all directions!

In an instant, every man and woman in your line of sight turned pale with fear, trembling as they crouched on the ground, their expressions as if facing the end of the world, with no more time to spare for looking at Zhao’er.

This sudden surge of terror left many unable to comprehend what was happening, and some, after you left, slowly got up and asked the people around them, "What, what just happened?"

Zhao’er was very adept at controlling this kind of pressure, able to release and retract it at will.

Since Zhao’er’s figure and face were beyond reproach, she could pretty much wear anything.

Originally, you planned to buy her some high-end women’s clothing, going for an elegant ladylike style, but for some reason, Zhao’er was not interested in that type of clothing at all. You took her to many brand stores, and she shook her head whenever you picked up a garment. This was a rare behavior; under normal circumstances, she would let you make decisions—err, that sounds a bit sleazy, but that’s the fact.

Instead, she liked simple styles and regular materials. These clothes were casual and didn’t overemphasize the figure by fitting too tightly.

After this round of shopping, you only spent less than 2000 RMB for her, including underwear, which, um, let’s just skip over that part.

Oh my, how embarrassing. (#￣▽￣#)

After leaving the mall, you took Zhao’er and drove to the nursery where you had encountered Grandma Meng before.

However, the result was clear, the nursery wasn’t open, and apart from a gatekeeper old uncle, there wasn’t anyone else.

"Meow."

When you turned around to leave the alley, a black kitten suddenly darted out from the side.

The kitten was fast, but as it passed by Zhao’er, she suddenly bent down, scooped it up, and cradled it in her arms.

"Zhao’er, do you like cats?"

Seeing how Zhao’er gently soothed the little black cat in her arms with her delicate jade-like right hand, you looked at her with a touch of surprise.

"It’s injured."

Zhao’er lowered her head to look at the kitten, lifted one of its little paws, and showed it to you.

You smiled, not expecting Zhao’er to have such a compassionate side.

You laid your hand over the injured paw of the kitten, and after a faint glimmer of green light, "Meow," the little cat squinted its eyes and let out a comfortable cry.

"Ah, finally found you."

At that moment, a man and a woman came running from not far away. Both in their thirties, the man had a buzz cut and a tattoo on his neck; the woman had dyed brown hair and reeked of strong perfume, and it was obvious they weren’t decent folks.

They seemed out of breath. The woman kept walking toward Zhao’er with a smile plastered on her face and said, "Little sister, thank you for finding Mimi for me."

As she spoke, the woman reached out to hold the kitten.

You stepped between her and Zhao’er, looking at her coldly, "This cat is yours?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any way to prove this is your cat?"

These two didn’t look at all like people who would raise a cat, and even if they were the owners, they had obviously abused the kitten previously, as it wouldn’t be injured and run away otherwise.

Cats and dogs are different, dogs are absolutely loyal to humans, and under normal circumstances, no matter how their owners beat them, they won’t run away, they might only whimper to try to evoke their owners’ pity; but cats are different.

There was an American biologist who once posed a theory that if we were to anthropomorphize cats, they would be seen as self-centered, arrogant, aloof, and cold individuals.

To a dog, the person who feeds it is its master; but for a cat, it is the master, and humans are just its servants. Once a cat feels uncomfortable in a place, it will leave and find another place at any time.

So, dog owners are called ’dog masters’, while those who serve cats are ’cat slaves’.

"Enough with the nonsense!"

The man was clearly getting impatient, quickly stepping forward, circling around you and the woman, reaching out to snatch the little black cat from Zhao’er’s arms.

As the man’s hand reached toward Zhao’er, your right hand swiftly shot out, catching his right arm in mid-air with a strong grip!

"Ugh!"

The man cried out in pain on the spot!

"Handsome, let’s talk nicely, talk nicely!"

The woman knew her man’s strength all too well, not expecting you to subdue him immediately upon contact.

As she showed signs of softening, you released your grip.

"Handsome, Mimi really is my cat. I bought her for 500 RMB from a cat peddler the day before yesterday, if you don’t believe me, look at her belly, there are three strands of white fur there."

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