The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 182 - 179: Find Chu Yan, Let’s Go Home

Chapter 182: Chapter 179: Find Chu Yan, Let’s Go Home

Chu Yan left without taking anything except his cat.

Qin Zhao made a phone call to him, then realized his phone was still in the room.

In the garden below, Chu Yan sat beside the woodland path, holding his cat. His hand absentmindedly stroked the orange cat in his arms.

His long, dark eyelashes drooped slightly, casting shadows beneath his eyes. His handsome face was paler than usual, and his expression was wrapped in gloom and loss.

"Will Qin Zhao come looking for us?"

"Miao Miao, meow."

The orange cat licked his hand as if to comfort him.

Chu Yan stared at the distant building for a moment, then turned his gaze toward the road he had come by, hoping to see that familiar figure appear with anticipation and persistence in his eyes.

He hadn’t dared to go far, fearing Qin Zhao wouldn’t be able to find him.

But as he watched, he seemed to have a hallucination.

Because he saw Qin Zhao approaching him with hurried steps.

When Qin Zhao saw Chu Yan, she saw him sitting dumbly by the roadside, holding his cat.

He was still dressed in his pajamas, with disheveled hair, and a slap mark on his fair face.

Although it didn’t affect his beauty, and even gave him an air of languor, she couldn’t help but think he looked like someone’s lost fool.

Qin Zhao stared at the slap mark on his face for a while, suddenly feeling somewhat guilty, which slowed her steps.

Chu Yan looked away and continued to stroke the cat irregularly.

Definitely an illusion.

He might be on the verge of a mental breakdown, even thinking that Qin Zhao would come out to find him.

Qin Zhao didn’t care about him at all.

In her heart, he was a bad person, a man with a sordid past.

And indeed he was, so she wouldn’t like him.

A self-mocking look crossed Chu Yan’s eyes, he didn’t even know where his initial confidence came from, thinking Qin Zhao liked him, that all her actions were playing hard to get.

Until someone ruffled his hair overhead.

Qin Zhao squatted down beside him, looking at the cat in his arms, "Why did you bring it out? It’s injured on its leg; it should be resting at home."

Only then did Chu Yan confirm that the person before him was Qin Zhao.

He slowly blinked his eyes, but then, holding his cat, he turned in another direction, back towards her.

"This is my cat, you don’t need to worry about it."

She had come for the cat, not for him. If he hadn’t brought the cat out, she definitely wouldn’t have come looking for him.

"You eat my food, live in my house, and now you don’t want me to care? Do you have no shame?"

Qin Zhao tugged at his clothes, "Turn back around, or I’ll leave."

Chu Yan pursed his lips and obediently turned back, looking down at her.

Qin Zhao petted the little fellow, the orange cat looked somewhat dazed, as it was snatched out of its sleep when its owner decided to run away from home, now merely letting Qin Zhao stroke it.

"How did it get injured?"

Qin Zhao asked, but Chu Yan responded vaguely, "Someone bullied it."

"Was that person Shu Shuiyue?"

Chu Yan did not speak and was silent for a long time.

Just when Qin Zhao thought he wouldn’t respond, he finally said, "Some people don’t deserve to be called human, what gives them the right to think bullying weaker creatures is justified?

Since she loves to torture others so much, she should taste this kind of pain herself."

With those words, Chu Yan admitted it.

He was the one who saw Shuiyue abuse the cat, the one who had skinned her, and also the one who left behind that brooch. If Qin Zhao wanted to report him to the police, then just go ahead.

The orange cat ran away yesterday because it heard the cries of another cat.

The orange cat jumped into Shu Shuiyue’s resting room, initially wanting to rescue that other cat. But it was just a kitten itself and was then caught by Shu Shuiyue.

When Chu Yan found it, Shu Shuiyue was bullying it, even cutting the skin on its back leg with a knife.

The kitten lay on the ground covered in blood, its cries feeble.

Thinking back to the scene, a flash of crimson passed through Chu Yan’s eyes. Phoenix Eyes were profoundly deep, eerily cold, and the teardrop mole under his eye lent him an extra touch of malevolent Evil Energy.

Qin Zhao didn’t speak, teasing the cat more guiltily.

His gaze fell on Qin Zhao, oppressive and frigid, "If you want to call the police, go ahead. But as you said, I didn’t leave any evidence. Do you think the police could convict me?"

Unless she recorded their conversation just now.

Chu Yan slowly closed his eyes, banishing the thought from his mind; he didn’t want to think of Qin Zhao that way.

But if she really was the one to send him to jail.

He would accept it.

Qin Zhao brought the cat she was holding over to him and said indifferently, "Let’s go home."

Then she left, ignoring Chu Yan, carrying the cat away.

Let’s go home.

Those simple three words made Chu Yan feel like he was on the verge of tears.

He sat alone in the same spot for a long time, his eyes reddening.

Mom, do you see?

In the sixth year since you’ve left, I have a home again.

When Qin Zhao got back home, she put the cat in its bed.

Upon removing some of the bandages, she saw that the kitten’s back leg was severely injured. Although the bones weren’t damaged, blood was everywhere, and it couldn’t move at all.

Even wrapped in bandages, fresh blood kept seeping through.

Qin Zhao carefully rewrapped the bandages and stroked the kitten’s head.

After the surgery on the cat, the anesthesia hadn’t worn off yet, so it wasn’t very sensitive to the wound on its leg and was generally drowsy and sleepy.

When Chu Yan returned, the cat was already asleep.

Around lunchtime, Qin Zhao went to find a tub of instant noodles.

She boiled a kettle of water, sat at the dining table, and stared at the instant noodles on the table.

Chu Yan came over silently, pulling a chair next to her to sit down, and gazed at the instant noodles with her.

After staring for a while and realizing Qin Zhao was ignoring him, he suddenly wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Zhao glanced at him disapprovingly.

"Nothing, I just felt like holding you."

Chu Yan lifted her onto his lap and hugged her tightly, his chin resting in the nape of her neck.

His warm breath tickled her neck, and his body still held a residual chill from being outside, but as he held her longer, it gradually warmed up.

Time seemed to stand still until Chu Yan eventually spoke to her, "I’m not the kind of person without limits you think I am."

Maybe he used to be that person, but never again. So Qin Zhao, can you trust me?

Trust that I will change for the better because of you.

"Then where is your limit?"

He replied, "In my arms."

Chu Yan said this with deadly seriousness, even a touch of devotion.

It was a promise to the light in the darkness of his night, desperately pleading with her not to leave his world.

The kettle signaled that the water was ready.

Qin Zhao, however, told him, "I don’t really feel like eating instant noodles."

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"I don’t know."

Chu Yan stood up to check the fridge in the kitchen, finding enough ingredients to prepare a rather lavish lunch.

Qin Zhao wanted to help him with the ingredients, but he shooed her out.

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