I Turned Filthy Rich Just By Sleeping With Women?!
Chapter 50: Do You Want To See My Cat?

Chapter 50: Do You Want To See My Cat?

After all the chaos, Zhao Yiming finally decided to head home. In the passenger seat beside him, Luo Yanyu sat quietly, her ruby-red eyes fixed on the window, deep in thought.

She looked exhausted. Even her usual confident aura was wrapped in stillness.

"Yanyu... I’m sorry for troubling you today," Zhao Yiming said, breaking the silence with a soft voice.

"Hm? It’s not trouble at all," she replied, glancing at him with a small smile. Her cheeks turned faintly pink. "I’m glad you came to me for help... At least I got to be useful to you."

Zhao Yiming chuckled. "Even if you weren’t useful, I’d still like you."

Her face instantly flushed a deeper red. She widened her eyes, then quickly turned away. "Hmph! You playboy. I wonder how many girls you’ve said something like that to!"

"Not many," he smirked. "Just you."

She leaned further into the seat, wishing it would swallow her whole. That line was so cringe—but it absolutely made her heart flutter.

A moment passed before he said, "Ah, we’re here."

The car pulled up in front of a modest, cozy house. As they both stepped out, Zhao Yiming stretched a little and walked her to the gate.

"Take care of yourself," he said gently. "And call me if anything happens."

But Luo Yanyu didn’t move. She stood near the gate, her fingers nervously laced behind her back, eyes cast to the ground.

"What’s wrong?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Um... Do you maybe want to come in and see my cat?" she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zhao blinked. "Huh? Sure! I love cats."

His face lit up. Truthfully, he adored cats—but hadn’t kept one since his daughter was allergic.

But Luo Yanyu’s meaning seemed... different.

When he looked closer, he noticed the flicker of excitement in her eyes. A quiet anticipation.

He title his head, ’She must love her cat so much.’ he thought as both of them went inside her house.

The moment Zhao Yiming stepped inside, a wave of warmth washed over him. Soft yellow lights cast a gentle glow across wooden furniture, embroidered cushions, and shelves lined with old books and porcelain knickknacks.

The living room had the nostalgic charm of a grandparent’s house—lived-in, comforting, and safe.

Near the window stood a tall cat tower wrapped in sisal rope, its platforms occupied by two lazy felines: a snow-white Persian sprawled across the top, tail swaying lazily, and a chubby orange snoozing in a loaf position on the second tier.

Both cats lifted their heads slightly as he entered, blinked slowly, then returned to their naps, clearly used to visitors.

Zhao Yiming gasped. "Damn, that’s a big one," he said, pointing at the round orange feline.

"Hey! Don’t fat-shame Bobo!" Luo Yanyu glared at him and quickly scooped the cat into her arms like a precious baby. "The vet said he’s not fat! He’s just... built different!"

"Oh, sorry. But seriously, he is that big."

Zhao reached out to touch the cat, but Bobo, as if personally offended, swiped at his hand with a swift scratch.

"Ah—!" Zhao flinched and yanked his hand back.

Luo Yanyu burst into laughter while Bobo jumped down from her arms, strutted over to his food bowl, then turned around to shoot Zhao a smug glare—as if he knew he’d won.

"That cat really has an attitude, huh?" Zhao muttered, rubbing the spot on his hand.

"He’s a sensitive boy! And smart too. That’s why you can’t just insult him like that," she teased, inspecting the scratch. "That might get infected. Come here, I’ll treat it."

He nodded and followed her down the hallway. "Where’s Mr. Wu?"

"He’s resting in the guest room. Probably knocked out by now."

They stepped into her bedroom—and Zhao Yiming paused for a moment. The room was bathed in shades of red and filled with cat-themed decorations.

Cat plushies lined the shelves, a giant tabby pillow sat in the corner, and even the blanket on her bed had a pattern of little cats playing with yarn.

A tabby cat—Tao—was curled up napping on her bed.

"Aww~ Tao, you shouldn’t sleep here," Luo Yanyu said gently as she lifted him off the bed and placed him aside.

She opened her cupboard, pulled out a first-aid kit shaped like a cat paw, and began cleaning his wound with practiced hands.

"You really love cats, huh?" Zhao asked, watching her move around the room with ease and affection.

She nodded, still focused on his hand. "They’re my loyal friends. My family. The only ones I’ve got."

Zhao Yiming glanced around again. The walls held only a few framed photos—her and her grandparents. Not even her parents or sibling.

He gave her a soft smile. "Sometimes... fluffy companions are more loyal than people ever could be."

Luo Yanyu didn’t reply right away, but her smile said everything. She finished tending the scratch, careful not to let her hand linger too long—but her eyes met his.

"Now... do you want to see my cat?" she asked, her face reddening.

"Huh? Aren’t I already seeing all of them?" Zhao Yiming blinked, confused.

"Ugh! You really are insensitive!" she hit his chest lightly. "I mean... my cat!"

She turned her gaze downward, and Zhao Yiming followed it—then his mouth opened before he burst out laughing.

"Ah! Your pussy! Hahaha!"

He couldn’t stop laughing as he shook his head. Sometimes, he really didn’t understand how youngsters talked these days.

"Stop laughing! I was trying to be subtle!" she shouted, shaking his shoulders while pouting hard, but he just kept laughing.

Annoyed, she shoved him back so he landed on the bed, and now she was straddling him.

Her cheeks burned as she tried to steady her voice. "So... do you want to see it or not?"

[Ding!]

[A new quest triggered!]

[Pussy In Pants!: Luo Yanyu has opened her heart (and legs), and now it’s your move. Proceed carefully... or don’t. Who are we kidding?]

• Easy mode: "Of course! Let’s see how your pretty little pussy’s doing."

• Normal mode: "Then, let me pet your pussy gently." (Smirked, leaning in close to her ear, your voice a whisper full of heat.)

• Hard mode: "Hope your pussy can survive the night." (Your hand slipped into her pants, fingers caressing her like she was a spoiled, sexy little kitten!)

[This will be the end of ’Hot & Blaze (R18)’ route! Make sure to make it memorable to reach a hot and sexy ending!]