The Little Jealous Cat Who Transmigrated into a Delicate Beauty - Chapter 20

Who knows what was being said on the other end of the voice call; she took her phone and went into the kitchen.

Ye Qingqing pricked up both ears to listen, but she couldn’t hear a thing. She tossed the food from her plate onto the bed, executed a cat-like pounce down to the floor, and headed to the kitchen to find her person.

Ye Qingqing had an intuition: every time this “mother” called, no matter the reason, her owner’s mood would turn sour. Consequently, even as a cat, she harbored a deep dislike for this mother.

The kitchen faced north, with a small window at the very back. Susu stood there, her gaze stretching out into the darkness. Her body was as rigid as a cold statue no body heat, no heartbeat…

Ye Qingqing walked over barefoot. Her steps were very light, and Susu didn’t notice her.

She couldn’t understand the dialect coming from the other side of the call, but it was always that woman speaking. Her owner would only respond with a faint “mm” or “ah” here and there, her tone incredibly shallow.

When the call finally ended, she remained standing in place, motionless, her gaze extending toward the even darker distance.

After every such call, Susu believed her heart had become hardened enough, and that she no longer held any expectations for the emotions of this world, but…

Unbeknownst to her, a pair of warm arms wrapped around her from behind. A head rubbed back and forth against her back, accompanied by a vibrating purr from a throat.

In that instant, tears uncontrollably escaped Susu’s beautiful peach-blossom eyes. They traced down her smooth, fair face, drop by drop, splashing onto the back of her hand and merging with that delicate, warm skin.

This was the first time she had allowed her emotions to show in front of another.

Ye Qingqing had only been in the human world for a short time; in her meager store of knowledge, the words available to comfort a human were few and far between.

“No crying! My fur is getting soaked by you!”

It was such a familiar feeling. Once in a dream, within a memory panel, she had said the exact same words to her.

Arrogant, forceful, and carrying a hint of self-righteousness.

Susu turned around and pulled her into a reverse embrace, resting her chin on Ye Qingqing’s neck, holding her tightly without letting go.

Ye Qingqing didn’t struggle; she just stayed there quietly, enduring it. But as her owner’s embrace grew tighter, she felt like she was about to run out of breath.

Thirty seconds later, she began fluttering in her arms.

“Let go! You annoying human, this King is about to be strangled to death by you!”

Susu’s grip loosened. Ye Qingqing scurried out from below, dodged to the side, and looked at her with puffed-up fur.

The girl’s eyes were still hollow, as if her soul had been snatched away by something.

Ye Qingqing felt uncomfortable looking at her like that, so she reached out to take her hand.

“You human, come on, go out and serve this King’s meal!”

And so, she was dragged out of the kitchen.

The plate of beef sat on the bed, already cold.

Ye Qingqing stuck the spoon into it and handed it to her, then took a cat-leap onto the bed, leaning against the pillow exactly as she had been before.

She stared at the meat cubes in the dish, her eyes full of appetite.

Susu fed her the cat food, one spoonful at a time.

Occasionally, Ye Qingqing would snatch the spoon from her hand, scoop up a portion of meat, and forcefully stuff it into Susu’s mouth.

The feeling was strange, yet inexplicably harmonious. Soon, Susu’s bad mood gradually dissipated.

After eating, she went to the kitchen to clean up. Ye Qingqing likewise circled around her, dipping her paws into the pot to pop the large bubbles formed by the dish soap, or scooping up water droplets to blow at them in the air.

When Susu finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, she followed closely behind, consciously standing guard in front of the vanity to watch her remove her makeup.

She had an excellent memory; once a process had been performed, she could memorize it entirely. Her little head was like a program meticulously written by a programmer precise, flawless, yet endowed with a special kind of life.

Susu finished getting ready and lay down in bed.

Ye Qingqing curled up in her arms, habitually wrapping her legs around her slender waist, burying her small head in the crook of the girl’s arm to sniff the minty scent on her.

Beside them, the phone screen lit up. Susu freed a hand to reply to messages.

Looking Up at the Stars: Asleep yet? (Su-style Matchmaking Move 2)

A Drop in the Ocean: Sleeping. (Su-style Matchmaking Move 2 +1)

Looking Up at the Stars: When will I have the honor of asking (A Drop in the Ocean) out for a meal? (QAQ)

A Drop in the Ocean: Is (Looking Up at the Stars) planning to treat (A Drop in the Ocean) to a feast? If it’s a 18,800-yuan giant lobster, then anytime is fine.

Looking Up at the Stars: Of course. Whatever (A Drop in the Ocean) wants to eat never mind 18,800 a piece, even if it’s 108,800 a piece, it’s OK.

A Drop in the Ocean: Oh, is that so? Then after eating, you won’t make (A Drop in the Ocean) pay for it herself, right? If she has to pay herself, she won’t come, because she is very poor. (QWQ)

Looking Up at the Stars: Well, that’s hard to say~

The messages kept chiming “ding-ding-ding” incessantly. Ye Qingqing, who was napping in the crook of the arm, became impatient. Her pitch-black head squeezed upward, her cat eyes bulging like spheres.

“This King wants to sleep! Why are you being so noisy?!”

Susu switched the phone to silent.

“Sister won’t be noisy anymore. Sleep, Poop King!”

Ye Qingqing was still huffing with anger, her cat pupils darting around. After thinking for a moment, she pointed her nose at the girl.

“The light is too strong, this King cannot sleep!”

Susu turned off the phone screen and tossed the phone aside.

“Does Poop King think this is okay now? Is the light still piercing your eyes?”

Ye Qingqing blinked thoughtfully and replied in a cold tone.

“It’s barely acceptable! But the service of you humans is truly not attentive enough. Back on Planet Meow, they all scrambled to groom my fur!”

Susu saw right through her little scheme, but she truly loved seeing her act so contrary. Thus, she went along with it teasingly.

“I’m sorry. Sister has truly let our Poop King suffer a grievance!”

Ye Qingqing stared back, fuming.

Susu rubbed her head against her chest, coaxing her to sleep.

Soon, the kitty entered a sleep state again. Susu opened her phone once more, her slender fingers tapping the message box a few times. She stopped bantering with him and simply replied with a time and place for their meeting on Saturday.

Then she put the phone away, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

There was too much on her mind; she suffered from insomnia through the first half of the night. It wasn’t until the latter half, when she could truly hold out no longer, that she finally managed to doze off.

Ye Qingqing, being a cat, sensed her breathing become shallow. She secretly crawled out of the embrace, jumped down from the bed in the dark, and squatted on the computer chair. Picking up the phone that had been gifted to her, she opened the “Tmall Teacher” app and tapped frantically.

“This human why does she always cry when she gets a call from that person named ‘Mother’? Find her for this King, and then eliminate her!”

Tmall Teacher: “…”

After a long silence, a reply appeared on the screen.

“Great King, ‘Mother’ is the little master’s parent. Are you certain you want this old servant to eliminate her for you?”

He actually wanted to say: That’s your future mother-in-law; killing a mother is a grave sin.

“Parent, my foot! This King’s Queen Mother never had the heart to let this King be sad or hurt!”

Tmall Teacher: “…”

The old Queen Mother’s protectiveness was among the best in the Tabby Clan.

When Ye Qingqing was born, her temperament followed that of her Father King brave, decisive, and stubborn. She often made the officials very unhappy, and whenever a courtier offered a remonstrance, the old Queen Mother would always lash out at everyone present.

Not only that, but the late Consort, her Father King, also protected her with his life.

During the first invasion by the Orange Clan, the father and daughter fought the enemy together. Ye Qingqing was surrounded by the enemy leader, and the late Consort went alone to rescue her. He slaughtered a path through the middle but unfortunately perished in the process.

The old Queen Mother and the Consort had been a deeply devoted couple. When she heard the news of his death, she originally wanted to follow him in suicide. But looking at the lonely and helpless Ye Qingqing, she gritted her teeth, determined to hold up the sky for her.

Ye Qingqing had grown up all her life under the wings of her Father King and Queen Mother. Naturally, she did not know that in this human world, many parents are cold and indifferent toward their own children.

Filial piety comes first. Ye Qingqing naturally knew that killing a mother was inappropriate. She thought for a moment and waved her paw.

“Fine, fine. Just tell this King: what is a good way to make your partner’s mood instantly better?”

After saying it, she felt guilty and added a follow-up:

“It’s not that this King wants to please that stupid human!”

The Tmall Teacher logo almost suffered internal injuries from holding back its laughter. It shared a link. Ye Qingqing clicked into it and read bit by bit, extremely seriously and carefully.

When she flipped to an exciting part, her amber pupils suddenly widened. She slapped the phone in surprise and cried out:

“Preposterous!”

Seeing the Cat King’s wrath and imminent outburst, Tmall Teacher quickly changed the text on the screen to a “Silence” icon.

Looking at that large red silence symbol, Ye Qingqing lowered her voice, and then lowered it again, until she was practically using lip movements to argue with it.

“You want this King to actively offer her tongue for that human to eat?! This King is not a duck!!”

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