After Transmigrating As The Female Lead Of A Cruel Novel, I Raised a Big Shot Cat - Chapter 15

Ye Sishen and Lu Cheng arrived in Shanghai yesterday. Upon arrival, Lu Cheng’s first priority was to gather information on which companies Bo Shuhan was collaborating with.

Meanwhile, Ye Sishen followed Bo Shuhan’s car all the way and successfully located her residence.

Unfortunately, the direct elevator to the 27th floor was restricted to residents of that floor only. Furthermore, the stairs leading to the 27th floor were blocked by a newly installed security door, making it virtually impossible for an outsider to gain access. Unless there was a fire emergency, that stairwell door could only be opened from the inside out.

Unable to reach the 27th floor, Ye Sishen didn’t seem to mind. He stayed downstairs all night, watching the lights of the two apartments on the 27th floor while lighting a cigarette.

The smoke blurred the man’s face, obscuring his expression, leaving only a faint sigh: “I finally found you, Nuannuan.”

As the black car slowly drove away, a woman on the 27th floor watched the receding vehicle through binoculars and stretched. “He really is damn persistent.”

She turned and asked, “Uncle Jin, is the courtyard in Hangzhou ready? Also, tell that family to prepare. I want her to leave tomorrow.”

After receiving a positive confirmation, the “Big Boss” (Bo Shuhan in cat form’s human persona) stood in front of Ji Qingyue’s door for half an hour. It wasn’t until the sun pierced through the clouds and touched her hair that she stretched and finally left.

At that same moment, in a Shanghai community, a middle-aged couple looked at an elderly man before them with expressions of respect and trepidation. Standing beside them was a sweet-smiling girl, unfortunately, her eyes were vacant, she was blind.

Ji Qingyue’s Home

The black cat was placed in its designated spot, served a bowl of delicious looking steamed egg custard.

Sitting on the other side, Ji Qingyue held a plain bun in her hand, with only pickles and water in front of her. It was obvious the bun had been sitting out for several days, it was so hard that Ji Qingyue had to soak it in water periodically just to take a bite.

The stark contrast between their breakfasts filled Bo Shuhan with a growing sense of anxiety and guilt. Having never owned a pet, she didn’t understand the “pet parent” psychology, where one would rather eat husks and wild herbs than let their “baby” suffer the slightest grievance. All she saw was Ji Qingyue eating bland, tasteless food while her own meal was meticulously prepared.

Recalling how she had scratched Ji Qingyue’s chest earlier, Bo Shuhan found her food even more tasteless. She scanned the room, jumped off the table, and began rummaging through the drawers.

Ji Qingyue was currently focused on a fashion show on her phone. In this era, the timing of fashion shows differed from her original time. Usually, international brands released seasonal clothing a month in advance, meaning November winter wear would be debuted in October. However, due to efforts to enter the domestic market this year, the October shows had been pushed back and moved from international venues to domestic ones.

Aware that the international crowd harbored ulterior motives, the domestic organizers pushed their shows to early November, around November 10th.

Because she had rejected PG, Ji Qingyue had lost her qualification to participate in the international shows. However, she hadn’t been idle, she had been submitting design sketches and photos of sample garments to domestic fashion shows.

Perhaps due to a mismatch in style, Ji Qingyue received several invitations to be a model, but without exception, none of the organizers showed interest in her designs.

Ji Qingyue didn’t let it get to her. Sketching while petting her cat made her happy enough. As the hype for both domestic and international Fashion Weeks began to build, she noted the distinct differences between the two styles while preparing her designs for the March shows next year.

Suddenly, she felt a tug on her pant leg. Looking down, she saw “Big Boss” sitting before her, holding a bottle of Gentian Violet (purple antiseptic) in her mouth. Seeing Ji Qingyue look over, the cat pushed the bottle toward her.

Seeing the purple medicine and the serious look in the cat’s green eyes, Ji Qingyue suddenly felt the urge to tease her.

“Wow~ Big Boss is so amazing! You actually recognized the medicine I used to treat you!”

Bo Shuhan rolled her eyes at Ji Qingyue’s sudden, exaggerated “cutesy” voice and tried to back away uneasily.

But Ji Qingyue didn’t give her the chance. She scooped the cat into her arms and took a massive “deep huff” of the cat’s belly, causing Bo Shuhan’s fur to stand completely on end.

“Meow! Meow! Meow!” Let go! Let go!

The cat shrieked desperately, but her owner refused to let go, playfully guilt-tripping the poor kitten.

“You scratched me today and it really hurts. It’s only fair that you give me some kisses to make up for it, right?”

“I eat pickles and buns every day while you eat meat and eggs every meal. It’s not too much to ask to let me pet you, is it?”

Bo Shuhan thought of the pickles and hard buns she had seen earlier and felt a pang of guilt. Even though she only ate a tiny bit today, the “Big Boss” was still her.

Seeing the cat look seemingly ashamed, the woman reached out her “evil” hands once more.

Just as she was about to ruffle the cat’s fur again, a phone call suddenly came in.

On the other end was the very kind voice of an elderly man. “Hello, is this Miss Ji Qingyue?”

Ji Qingyue paused. “Yes, it is. And you are?”

The elderly man’s voice grew even warmer. “Hello, I am Lele’s grandfather. I wanted to thank you for the help you provided last time. If not for you, this old man might have had to bury his own grandchild.”

「So, I’d like to treat you to a meal, if that’s alright with you.」

Ji Qingyue hadn’t expected to hear an update about that dog and the little girl. Thinking of the dog, her mood grew a bit somber. 「Is Coke doing okay?」

「Coke is fine, though I’m planning to let him retire and enjoy his old age at home.」

Upon hearing this, Ji Qingyue’s spirits brightened. 「That’s good to hear.」

The elderly man struck while the iron was hot. 「Then, Miss Ji, what time shall we meet for lunch?」

Ji Qingyue had initially intended to decline, as she felt she had only lent a small hand, but since an elder had asked so sincerely, she didn’t have the heart to say no.

「Any time is fine with me, sir. Just let me know when. Also, you don’t need to call me Miss Ji, just call me Qingyue.」

The old man followed her lead and agreed warmly, finally settling on 11:30 AM at a high-end restaurant located in the city center.

Checking the time, it was already 9:00 AM. Ji Qingyue began to wash up and put on makeup, but…

Bo Shuhan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Just as she was alert and preparing to bolt, a pair of hands snatched her up and carried her into the bathroom.

Feeling the woman’s hands becoming increasingly bold and hearing her mischievous chuckles, Bo Shuhan finally gave up struggling.

I’m tired. Just let the world end.

Bo Family Temporary Office Building

「CEO Ye, CEO Lu, your presence at my humble abode truly brings light to the place,」 Bo Shuhan said with a fake, thin smile.

Ye Sichen looked at the woman before him. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this woman was not the same person he had encountered at the airport.

The Bo Shuhan he met last time had a cold, sharp aura. The person before him appeared equally indifferent, yet she carried a sense of nonchalant, lazy ease.

However, this change didn’t mean the woman would be easier to handle; on the contrary, Ye Sishen felt she had become even more formidable.

「CEO Bo, you flatter us. It is the honor of our Dragon Kingdom that you have returned with your family’s legacy. The two of us are merely minor figures, hardly worth mentioning.」

Ye Sishen humbled himself slightly and exchanged a look with Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng immediately stepped forward. 「CEO Bo, the reason A-Ye and I came today is to see if our families can assist you. After all, once your family settles in, the Dragon Kingdom will go from having two great families to three. We should all get to know each other better.」

Lu Cheng’s expression was gentle, and his words sounded soft and harmless.

However, the “Big Boss” (Bo Shuhan) picked up on the underlying threat. He was essentially saying: Your Bo family hasn’t fully returned yet, are you sure you can handle the two of us? And even if you do return completely, the two of us can easily suppress you.

This “gentle” verbal sparring disgusted her.

What Lu Cheng said was actually true. This was the reason the Bo family would fall two years later in the original timeline.

In 2020, as the Bo family prepared to return to the Dragon Kingdom, they used countless connections to align themselves with the state. Except for their most vital assets, they were secretly selling off everything else. With their foundation unstable at home and their international companies mostly liquidated, how was Bo Shuhan supposed to fight?

Furthermore, at that time, Bo Shuhan and Ye Sishen were competing overseas. The state couldn’t help at all, while foreign powers worked to suppress her. Under such lopsided conditions, the fact that Bo Shuhan held out for a year was already a testament to the immense power of the Bo family and her father’s and maternal grandfather’s legacies.

Therefore, the moment she took control of this body, the “Big Boss” ordered her overseas staff not to move prematurely. She then began using her domestic network to arrange for Ji Qingyue’s next destination.

Currently, if Ji Qingyue fell into anyone’s hands, she would serve as a powerful leverage against the other party.

The events of two years later flashed through her mind. Bo Shuhan looked at Lu Cheng and Ye Sishen, wanting even less to do with them.

「Three great families? CEO Lu, you must be joking. The Red Flag flies over the Dragon Kingdom, and Marxism shines bright. It’s best not to speak carelessly about “family structures” like that. I returned to the Dragon Kingdom simply to bring my mother back to her roots and follow the arrangements of the motherland.」

Bo Shuhan’s words were like a blade, stabbing them both neither too lightly nor too heavily, causing both men’s expressions to sour.

Neither Lu Cheng nor Ye Sishen were law-abiding citizens, but they didn’t dare drop their masks in public for even a second otherwise, the state would be the first to deal with them.

「It seems CEO Bo doesn’t spend much time online. That’s just a joke made by netizens. I noticed the atmosphere was a bit awkward and wanted to lighten the mood. You wouldn’t mind, would you?」 Lu Cheng chuckled, brushing it off as a joke.

Ye Sishen didn’t want to listen to any more nonsense.

He got straight to the point: 「Bo Shuhan, I’m asking you, is Su Nuannuan with you?」

At the mention of the name, the “Big Boss” was momentarily stunned. Aren’t they looking for Ji Qingyue? Who is Su Nuannuan?

However, she quickly remembered that Su Nuannuan was Ji Qingyue’s former name. After she changed it, the name Su Nuannuan was rarely mentioned.

Ye Sishen noticed the confusion on Bo Shuhan’s face, and his heart sank. That momentary look of bewilderment didn’t seem faked.

If Su Nuannuan wasn’t with Bo Shuhan, where was she now?

Just as Ye Sishen began to doubt his own deductions, an assistant suddenly rushed in.

「BOSS, something’s wrong! Miss Ji is in a fight!」