After Transmigrating As The Female Lead Of A Cruel Novel, I Raised a Big Shot Cat - Chapter 17

The moment she heard Ye Sishen’s voice, Ji Qingyue threw open the window of the private booth. While it was impossible for a human to escape that way, it was more than enough room for a cat to bolt.

“Big Boss, once you get out, hide behind Grandpa Jin. If they don’t protect you, jump out the window. This is the second floor, you’ll make it,” Ji Qingyue whispered urgently, sounding as if she were delivering her last will and testament.

After quickly releasing the cat, Ji Qingyue pulled her hat low and readjusted her mask.

“Qingyue girl, what is this?” Old Master Jin asked, looking a bit startled.

Ji Qingyue tried to soothe him. “Grandpa, I’ve been running away from home lately. I just heard my sister’s voice, she’s trying to catch me and take me back. I have to hide, or I’ll definitely be grounded for life.”

She looked at the old man pleadingly. He seemed to buy the story, letting out a hearty laugh. “Don’t you worry, little girl. This old man won’t say a word.”

Ji Qingyue’s eyes curved into a smile, but she remained alert, hiding behind the door. When it had opened briefly before, the hallway was noisy, so she hadn’t heard much, but she had sharply caught the name “President Bo.”

There weren’t many people with the surname Bo in the country, and even fewer who could be called “President.” Ji Qingyue trusted Bo Shuhan’s character; otherwise, she would have bolted already.

However, hearts are hard to read. With Bo Shuhan and Ye Sishen appearing here together, who could guarantee that Bo Shuhan would remain on her side?

She tugged her hat lower and adjusted her black mask. If she really couldn’t trust him… she would rush out immediately to ensure Old Master Jin and the others weren’t dragged into her mess.

Outside, Ye Sishen was growing impatient with Bo Shuhan’s refusal to open the door. “President Bo, didn’t you say something happened inside? Why aren’t we going in? Is it over?”

“Even if it’s over, shouldn’t President Bo go in to check on the people inside?” Ye Sishen’s tone was full of feigned concern, while his eyes gleamed with coldness.

Bo Shuhan matched his cold expression, holding the door shut to prevent anyone from entering. “Ye Sishen, I told you, you don’t know the person inside. Even if you want to meet them, you should make a formal visit instead of stalking me like a pest.”

“I’m simply worried about Miss Ji’s safety.”

“President Bo, you’d better let go. If things have truly turned serious, we need to call the police. By blocking the door and preventing the lady inside from escaping, you might be charged with attempted murder when the police arrive,” Ye Sishen said, his words like a hidden blade as his hand gripped the door handle.

Since Bo Shuhan wouldn’t let him in, he wouldn’t let Bo Shuhan in either.

“That is none of your concern. Whether I open it or not is my prerogative,” Bo Shuhan replied firmly, though a hint of anxiety flickered in his eyes.

The soundproofing of the room was excellent. Standing behind the door, Ji Qingyue could only catch fragments like “open” and “freedom.”

These snippets were too vague. She couldn’t tell if they were arguing or conspiring. Yet, leaning against the door, her eyes remained clear and fearless, ready to face whatever came next, be it a struggle or a betrayal.

In the hallway, Ye Sishen raised an eyebrow in triumph. In a battle of wills, the first one to snap loses. He didn’t believe Bo Shuhan could hold out much longer.

Both men had their hands on the long handle, exerting just enough force to counterbalance the other.

Suddenly, a massive force pushed from the inside. The door swung open violently, and a woman in a baseball cap came charging out like a runaway train.

Ye Sishen wasn’t about to let her go. He raised his arm, blocking her path.

The woman froze for a split second before ducking low to dodge him. Ye Sishen lunged and grabbed her arm; simultaneously, Bo Shuhan grabbed Ye Sishen’s arm.

At that moment, Bo Shuhan finally snapped. His deep green eyes turned terrifyingly dark. “Ye Sishen, you’ve gone too far.”

“Too far?” Ye Sishen looked up, a sneer playing on his lips. “Is it more ‘too far’ than President Bo taking my girlfriend away?”

The woman in his grasp stiffened. Then, she began to thrash violently, trying to shake him off. Ye Sishen refused to let go; instead, he shoved Bo Shuhan’s hand away and pulled the woman into a tight embrace.

The woman froze in shock, then began to struggle even harder.

“Ye Sishen! Let go! Let go of Miss Ji!” Bo Shuhan moved to intervene.

Ye Sishen wouldn’t budge. He dodged Bo Shuhan while holding the woman close, murmuring a soulful confession: “Nuannuan, I know I was too busy back then and neglected you, but I love you. Come home with me. Let’s start over.”

Finally, the woman in his arms couldn’t take it anymore.

“Yue…”

The stench of alcohol and vomit instantly made the hallway a very “unpleasant” place.

Ye Sishen looked down at his ruined clothes and immediately let go, peeling off his jacket in disgust. Perhaps the bout of vomiting had cleared her head, because the woman suddenly regained her spirit.

She wiped her mouth, and her hat fell off, revealing a mane of pale blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes were filled with pure loathing. “Who the hell is this idiot?! Nuannuan, Nuannuan… Nuannuan your ass! It’s November, why hasn’t the cold frozen your brain yet? You piece of trash, holding onto me and won’t let go… who the hell do you think you are?”

A string of perfect curses left Ye Sishen’s face completely black with rage.

The “Miss Ji” (Ji/Ji) had no intention of letting him off. She looked down her nose at him like a haughty peacock. “Apologize.”

“Apologize? Me?” Ye Sishen looked at his destroyed suit, his anger matching hers. “Bo Shuhan, you set me up!” he hissed, his eyes red with fury.

“I set you up? This is Shangguan Siji, my childhood friend. I’ve been hosting her recently. I told you that you didn’t know her, but you insisted on forcing your way in. Now you say I set you up? Do you even think you’re worth the effort?”

Bo Shuhan remained expressionless, while Shangguan Siji felt like dying of embarrassment.

She had a massive crush on Bo Shuhan’s best friend and had been begging Shuhan to put in a good word for her. She wanted to win over that “untouchable flower” for herself. Now, because of this idiot Ye Sishen, she had just vomited in front of Bo Shuhan, losing all her dignity. She hated Ye Sishen to the bone. If her chances at love were ruined, she’d hack him on the spot.

As for the misunderstanding? Bo Shuhan didn’t have any other woman named “Ji” around him. Because the “Ji” (Siji) in her name sounded like the surname “Ji,” she loved being called Miss Ji. Anyone who knew Shangguan Siji wouldn’t dare call anyone else “Miss Ji” in front of Bo Shuhan.

Thinking of everything that just happened, Shangguan Siji stepped forward and delivered a stinging slap. Ye Sishen was left stunned, his cheek swelling instantly.

He had never encountered such an irrational woman. He was speechless with rage. “Don’t you go too far!”

“I can go a lot further, you bastard! You want to try me?!”

Watching the chaos escalate from behind a tiny crack in the door, Ji Qingyue almost wanted to cheer. This lady is amazing!

Bo Shuhan, who had been keeping an eye on the door, caught sight of Ji Qingyue’s excited expression. The ice in his eyes thawed into a smile, and a hint of mischief appeared in his brow. He raised a finger to his lips and mouthed: “Stay quiet.”

Ji Qingyue understood. Her eyes crinkled into a smile, and she gave him a frantic double thumbs-up.

In the distance, two people were at each other’s throats nearby, these two shared a secret smile.