The Real Heiress Just Wants to Be a Lazy Fish - Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Miracle

Tree shadows swayed, and the suffocating pressure and darkness still enveloped this place.

Except for Jiang Zitan, everyone seemed to be locked in place. They didn’t dare move an inch; that feeling of suffocation was like a knife hanging over their heads, ready to drop at any second. After dealing with the enemies, the greatest danger to them had become the out-of-control Tao Yitong.

When meeting those blood-red eyes that no longer held their usual rationality, Jiang Zitan felt no fear. She even felt a sense of relief. She reached out and lightly pressed her hand onto those claws. Instead, it was the Tao Yitong who held absolute dominance who seemed nervous; her hands tightened slightly, only slowly relaxing under Jiang Zitan’s soothing touch.

Deep within Tao Yitong, her self-awareness was still struggling, and instinct kept her from harming Jiang Zitan. However, Jiang Zitan’s allure was too great like a person who had been starving for days suddenly seeing a delicious cake. The self-restraint of being only able to lick but not bite made her let out a whimper that sounded almost aggrieved.

Tao Yitong handed over a pink capsule. One Yuan didn’t hesitate, opening her mouth to eat it, and even licked Tao Yitong’s fair palm afterward. The kitten looked up and gave an obedient “Meow.”

 Jiang Zitan didn’t tease her this time. She pressed a switch, and the car door once again accompanied by a faint mechanical sound, slowly lowered until it finally closed.

“Phew”

Tao Yitong breathed a small sigh of relief. She thought she had hidden her little movement well, but it had all fallen into Jiang Zitan’s eyes. Unaware, she stole a glance at Jiang Zitan’s profile.

“Um… thank you for picking me up.”

“Nothing to thank.” Jiang Zitan retracted her gaze from behind the dark sunglasses and started the car, focusing on the road ahead.

The crimson sports car was like a streak of flame, the engine roaring as the chassis pierced into the encroaching night. In the dim darkness, a crowd of people emerged, surrounding the scene.

“But it’s probably fake, right? Just using Jiang Zitan for hype. I’ve seen this kind of tactic many times.”

“But that…” Liu Ruomeng stomped her foot: “Isn’t that Jiang Zitan’s car?”

“That,” Tao Yitong pursed her lips, breaking the silence in the car. “Is One Yuan okay?”

She waited for a moment. But things weren’t much better; the door had opened too unexpectedly. She hadn’t reacted at first, and when she did, she was sent stumbling a step by the lift. The gazes of the passersby felt tangible, stinging her like needles in her back. Tao Yitong dived into the passenger seat without looking up, sitting quietly and obediently.

“It’s just that she’s supposedly going on a dating show with Jiang Zitan. It’s been all over the news lately.”

In just one week, Jiang Zitan’s house had changed immensely. Although she had only visited briefly last time, the understated luxury of the place was hard to forget. Coming here today, Tao Yitong was shocked to see that even the curtains seemed to have been replaced with new ones.

“Um, why did you change the sofa?” Tao Yitong couldn’t help but ask.

Jiang Zitan had already walked into the living room. Hearing this, she raised a finger and pointed at the little creature happily licking its fur, her tone less than pleasant: “Ask it.”

Tao Yitong thought to herself: I’m not a cat. But guessing that One Yuan had done something wrong, she asked uneasily: “What did it do?”

“It’s fine.” Jiang Zitan looked straight ahead and calmly spat out three words: “I am not.”

“Eh?”

“You what’s wrong with you?” Tao Yitong stole a look at Jiang Zitan. Dressed in comfortable home leisure wear, her wavy hair draped casually over her shoulders, she looked languid and relaxed, yet even more charming.

“Go home and see for yourself what your ‘daughter’ did.”

Seeming to remember something, her words were a bit sharp. Jiang Zitan suddenly turned the steering wheel; the car made a rather violent turn, the rear tires sliding as she executed a brash U-turn. The red sports car flew across the ground like crimson lightning, triggering a series of whistles—like a guard of honor seeing them off only to be left far behind by the taillights.

Tao Yitong was terrified by the aggressive driving and gripped the sides of her seat. She felt as if her face was nearly pressed against the glass. At this moment, it felt no different from an interrogation under pressure.

An internal monologue formed in Tao Yitong’s mind. Tao (Cleaver Eyes/Shark Teeth) Yitong pointed at an innocent-looking kitten and roared: “Aaaah! One Yuan, how exactly did you offend Jiang Zitan?”

Tao Yitong followed Jiang Zitan back into the penthouse. The moment the door opened, she was stunned.

The original leather sofa was positioned awkwardly by the door. Looking further in, where the sofa used to be was now a set of minimalist, simple-structured, yet clearly expensive black sofas with thin legs. Behind the sofa, the entire wall of floor-to-ceiling glass a beautiful viewing spot was now lined with a row of giant cat trees and cat villas. One Yuan was currently sitting amidst the cluster of toys, leisurely licking her paws.

Jiang Zitan, probably also feeling the sofa at the door was in the way, kicked off her shoes and used her leg to nudge the sofa aside before walking in. “Someone is coming to move this away tomorrow.”

Liu Ruomeng was wrapped in a long down jacket, her costume tucked inside, her eyes still chasing the shadow of that arrogant red sports car in the distance.

“Sister Meng, we should head back to the hotel to take off the makeup…” The assistant hadn’t finished speaking when their gaze followed Liu Ruomeng’s: “Whoa, whose celebrity car is that? So arrogant.”

“Who else could it be? There’s only one like it in the country,” Liu Ruomeng snorted. “Seems I underestimated the girl I shared a scene with.” She glanced at the assistant: “What was the name of the girl I worked with this morning?”

The male assistant said proudly, as if seeking a reward: “Tao Yitong.”

Liu Ruomeng squinted at her: “Go feed the rescue food in the trunk.”

“I told you, did you skip feeding the cats yesterday? I checked today and every bowl was empty.”

“Do you know how to do your job! If not, get lost! I don’t keep idle people under me!”

The male assistant was so scared he didn’t dare get in the car. The other assistants helped the little princess into the vehicle, each person pulling out their phones to start scrolling.

“Sister Meng, the girl you shared a scene with is a complete nobody, lower than eighteenth-tier.”

Liu Ruomeng leaned back, idly admiring her long nails: “Heh, eighteenth-tier? Probably doesn’t even have a single press release. Must be hard to look up.”

“Um… actually… it was quite easy to look up.”

The assistants: “Indeed…”

“What?” Liu Ruomeng, used to being spoiled, immediately narrowed her eyes and glared.

“Oh, Sister Meng, don’t be angry.”

Having exerted herculean effort to change the sofa, Jiang Zitan stood frozen on the spot.

“So you’re saying…” “She just ate it like that?” Jiang Zitan’s voice trembled slightly. “Lactoferrin, lecithin, fish oil she ate all of it?”

Then what was the point of her crawling under the sofa like a thief or struggling like she was raiding a bird’s nest?!

Tao Yitong rubbed the kitten’s head, immersed in the joy of the child taking her supplements on time: “One Yuan is so good. She’ll definitely grow up big and strong!”

“Heh, she’s growing up strong, but my knees are practically swollen from kneeling.”

Jiang Zitan sat heavily back on the sofa, the slightly upturned corners of her eyes paired with her stoic expression making her look quite fierce. One Yuan shrank into Tao Yitong’s arms, too afraid to look at Jiang Zitan, letting out a soft, helpless “Meow.”

This milky, aggrieved sound made Jiang Zitan’s temper flare up.

“I looked up so much data for you, bought everything you needed, learned what I had to learn I was more serious about this than joining a film crew. And in the end, I couldn’t even get you to take your medicine. Am I abusing you? Why are you so afraid of me?”

It sounded like anger, but it was mostly frustration. Because of this, the kitten shrank even further into Tao Yitong’s arms.

“One Yuan, don’t be afraid. She doesn’t want to hurt you. Be good, okay?”

Jiang Zitan spoke coldly: “You see. I’m not fit to raise her. Why don’t you take her.”

Tao Yitong looked at Jiang Zitan with difficulty: “At my home… there’s no way to raise her.”

At this moment, as those words were spoken, they truly teased one’s nerves.

“You?” Tao Yitong’s back went stiff. She instinctively blurted out: “What are you doing?”

Jiang Zitan stood at the bathroom door: “Showering.”

Finally, she turned back, her wavy hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders, her eyes carrying undisguised allure as she added:

“What, do you want to join?”

Fortunately, the starlight cleared all the negative energy around them, allowing the medical staff outside to approach. All the wounded were taken away. Liu Yue did not go with them; Tao Yitong’s condition had improved and there was no need to worry, but she was worried about Tao Yitong’s far-from-bright future.

Liu Yue’s gaze landed on Jiang Zitan’s back.

If there truly is a God, please favor her.

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