The Villainous Female Side Character Pretends to Be an Omega in the Apocalypse and Raises a Cat - Chapter 1

The morning light was faint, warm golden rays falling upon the gauze curtains, casting a gentle glow that coated the old residential building in a soft hue.

The soundproofing in urban villages had always been poor, and Meng Qinghe lived on a relatively low floor, allowing the noises from outside to be clearly heard inside the room.

At that moment, a tenant on the first floor shouted loudly to stop a breakfast cart that was about to set out for the day.

After a brief exchange, Meng Qinghe heard him order three meat buns, one dried mustard green bun, one fried dough stick, and two cups of soy milk.

The commotion outside grew increasingly lively, and Meng Qinghe lost her motivation to write. Fortunately, she had already finished the ten thousand words needed for the featured update the next day.

After typing the final period and setting the publishing time, Meng Qinghe took a deep breath, leaned to the side, and slowly collapsed onto the bed.

Having stayed up all night, exhaustion washed over her like a tidal wave the moment her goal was accomplished.

As soon as Meng Qinghe closed her eyes, she fell into a deep slumber.

But this sleep was far from restful.

Her body felt like a piece of duckweed adrift on the sea, tossed and turned by the waves, swaying back and forth without any sense of security.

She tried several times to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as if they were glued shut, refusing to budge.

Struggling in a state between sleep and wakefulness, it wasn’t until the sea gradually calmed that she drifted back to sleep once more.

She had no idea how much time had passed when Meng Qinghe caught a whiff of an enticing aroma.

The fragrance drifted into her nostrils thread by thread, and her stomach cooperatively rumbled in response.

This time, opening her eyes was effortless.

However, the scene that greeted her left Meng Qinghe stunned, her mind blank for a moment.

Meng Qinghe found herself facing a row of iron bars, with the other three sides made of plastic walls. She was confined within a narrow, rectangular space.

Cautiously, she inched forward, nestling close to the bars, and peered through the gaps to the outside.

From her vantage point, she could only see a pair of fair, slender ankles and the pink fluffy slippers worn by their owner.

Meng Qinghe tentatively concluded that the person was a girl.

Though she couldn’t see what the person was doing, the way the tip of her foot occasionally tapped to the rhythm of the music allowed Meng Qinghe to sense her cheerful mood.

Shifting her gaze to the latch on the bars, Meng Qinghe froze for a moment.

A sudden realization dawned on her, the place she was in resembled a cat carrier. An unsettling suspicion began to form in her mind.

She lowered her head, as if to confirm something.

Just as she had feared, she saw a furry paw.

!

She had turned into a cat?!

Meng Qinghe tried to open and close her hand, hoping to prove that the paw in front of her wasn’t her own. Yet, the paw moved according to her will, opening and closing right before her eyes.

“Meow…”

Oh my god!!

This must be a dream. I must still be asleep.

Meng Qinghe closed her eyes, stumbling backward as she tried to escape the reality.

“Oh! You’re awake!”

Hearing the voice, Meng Qinghe’s round eyes widened, her pupils narrowing into vertical slits as she warily looked outward.

It was the person outside who, noticing she was awake, opened the carrier.

Seeing the hand reaching toward her, Meng Qinghe’s body trembled slightly, a fear instinctive to this body.

Chi Yingdong gently slipped her hands under the cat’s front legs, lifting her out with care and raising her high so the kitten was at eye level.

Gazing at the cat’s tiny head, Chi Yingdong felt a wave of tenderness wash over her.

Chi Yingdong felt that the heavens still favored her, granting her a chance at rebirth.

Waking up in the pet store, she saw the concerned shop assistant who was about to call an ambulance and realized she had been reborn half a month before the apocalypse.

At this moment, she was in the pet store, picking out a kitten to bring home.

Initially, Chi Yingdong intended to leave directly, with no plans to bring a cat back in this life.

She wasn’t one to go out of her way for trouble and even found taking care of and being responsible for a small animal to be a hassle.

Moreover, the harsh conditions of the apocalypse made bringing a cat along extremely inconvenient.

In her previous life, she had been influenced by the plot, but in this life, she absolutely would not raise a cat again!

Clearly, one should never make such bold declarations lightly, they only lead to being proven wrong.

With an unconscious glance toward the display window, she saw a small calico curled up in a ball, sleeping peacefully. As if bewitched, Chi Yingdong ended up bringing the cat home again.

What had she been thinking at that moment?

It seemed to be that the apocalypse was so difficult, and the little cat needed someone to protect it.

“Baby, you woke up at just the right time. Mommy has prepared a meal for you.”

Meng Qinghe nervously looked at the woman in front of her but found herself mesmerized.

The woman was wearing creamy yellow loungewear, the top button of her shirt undone, the collar falling open to reveal skin as smooth and fair as fine porcelain, along with elegantly shaped collarbones.

Meng Qinghe thought of a trendy term online these days: “pure yet seductive.”

Looking up further, she saw a face, free of makeup yet radiantly beautiful, with naturally rosy cheeks, almond-shaped eyes, and a delicate nose, features exquisitely refined.

Her chestnut-colored curls were casually tied up at the back of her head, with two strands framing her temples, giving her the air of a noble yet playful princess.

Staring at the woman’s face, Meng Qinghe felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, though she was certain she had never met this person before.

With such a striking appearance, she would never have forgotten if she had.

“Baby, you’re happy to come home with Mommy too, aren’t you?”

Chi Yingdong noticed the kitten’s large, jet-black eyes fixed unblinkingly on her, and the corners of her lips unconsciously lifted, her smile growing even warmer.

She pressed her forehead against the kitten’s fluffy head, nuzzling it affectionately.

The soft fur brushed against her cheeks, and in that moment, Chi Yingdong knew with certainty that bringing the kitten home was the best decision she had ever made.

In this life, she had awakened her abilities earlier than anyone else and even possessed a spatial ability.

As long as she stayed away from the protagonists of the original story, she could surely protect the kitten and ensure its safety for life.

Holding the kitten in one arm and picking up the cat bowl with the other, Chi Yingdong headed toward the feeding area she had prepared earlier.

Gently setting down the bowl and the kitten, she couldn’t bring herself to leave right away when she saw the kitten’s head, which was even smaller than the bowl. Instead, she stayed to accompany it during its meal.

The cat food on the plate looked enticing, with vibrant colors and an artful arrangement. Meng Qinghe stared at the meal, her emotions in turmoil.

The ingredients Chi Yingdong had prepared were ones she would have hesitated to eat in the past.

Botan shrimp, small lobsters, and salmon.

But now, faced with this meticulously prepared meal, she had no idea how to eat it.

It wasn’t a problem with the food itself, she simply needed time to come to terms with the fact that she had turned into a cat.

“Why aren’t you eating? Don’t you like it?”

Chi Yingdong frowned slightly. In her previous life, had the kitten been this picky?

Originally, Chi Yingdong had planned to purchase all the necessary supplies for the kitten in one go at the pet store where she bought the cat, including cat food.

However, business was too good, and the quality of the cat food currently available in the store was not ideal.

Chi Yingdong had always held high standards for her quality of life. Whenever conditions and abilities allowed, she would give herself the best and never settle for less.

As her cat, the food it ate naturally had to be the best as well.

The cat food in the store prioritized cost-effectiveness, mixing grains with meat. Long-term high carbohydrate intake could affect the kitten’s health.

Chi Yingdong decisively gave up on the idea and decided to source pure meat cat food from other channels.

For the next couple of days, she would make homemade cat food herself as a temporary solution.

“Meow…”

Since she was here, she might as well make the best of it. Acting too abruptly might make people suspect she was a monster.

Thinking this, Meng Qinghe imitated the behavior of a kitten from her memory, rubbed against Chi Yingdong’s hand, and obediently lowered her head to eat the homemade cat food.

Taking the first step, Meng Qinghe realized it wasn’t as hard to accept as she had thought.

Eating without using her hands for the first time, relying solely on her mouth to nibble, Meng Qinghe ate awkwardly and cautiously. Still, she ended up smearing food on her cheeks, and some even fell onto the floor.

Looking at the food on the floor, Meng Qinghe, with her human soul, couldn’t bring herself to eat off the ground like a real kitten. She felt a bit guilty for causing trouble.

“It’s okay, sweetie. Mommy will clean it up later.”

Chi Yingdong seemed to understand the kitten’s thoughts and gently stroked its head.

“Meow…”

Meng Qinghe responded softly, feeling touched.

As if struck by a thought, Chi Yingdong chuckled and praised, “My baby is such a smart and clean little one. Even at such a young age, you know that food dropped on the floor is dirty and shouldn’t be eaten.”

There was no scolding, instead, she was praised. Meng Qinghe’s eyes trembled, and a wave of warmth surged through her heart in an instant.

Meng Qinghe’s original family was nothing short of broken.

When she was very young, her parents had quickly divorced due to irreconcilable differences.

A year later, both of them remarried and started new families. She became a burden they avoided at all costs, afraid she would hold them back.

Fortunately, her grandmother took pity on her, raised her single-handedly, and gave her warmth.

Influenced by her upbringing, Meng Qinghe grew to dislike interacting with people. She built a thick wall around her heart.

After graduating from university, Meng Qinghe had tried to change, mustering the courage to step into the workplace.

However, the workplace required dealing with too many interpersonal relationships, leaving her overwhelmed. In the end, she resigned.

Luckily, that year, public accounts were booming, and Meng Qinghe began submitting articles everywhere.

Although the path of writing was not easy, with countless naturally talented writers around, and even articles she spent days polishing could end up rejected, writing allowed her to focus solely on her work without needing to interact with too many people. Meng Qinghe persisted.

Two years ago, her grandmother passed away. Since then, Meng Qinghe had rarely stepped out of her rented apartment, isolating herself from the world.

Chi Yingdong was the first person Meng Qinghe had been in close contact with in the past two years.

Not only did this person prepare food for her with care, but she also embraced her gently. In that moment, Meng Qinghe felt that being a cat wasn’t so bad.

No need to worry about life’s trivialities or the pressures of making a living. Someone was there to cherish and care for her.

After the kitten finished eating, Chi Yingdong took the bowl to the kitchen and began washing it.

Seeing Chi Yingdong enter the kitchen, Meng Qinghe relaxed and began carefully exploring her new home.

The apartment was spacious, featuring an oversized floor-to-ceiling window.

Standing before it, she could take in the entire city’s nightscape.

Meng Qinghe had never imagined she would one day live in a luxurious flat, yet here she was, settling in as a cat, truly, fate had a strange sense of humor.

The living room was decorated in warm, soft pink tones, complemented by gentle lighting that created a romantic and cozy atmosphere.

A bouquet of roses sat on the coffee table, their delicate fragrance permeating the air.

Every corner of the home reflected the owner’s passion for life.

Unconsciously, Meng Qinghe found herself in front of a full-length mirror.

She sat quietly before it, gazing in pleasant surprise at her reflection.

A calico cat with glossy fur.

Judging by its size, Meng Qinghe estimated the kitten was just over a month old, still a baby, but undeniably beautiful.

With white paws and a white bib, its eyes were a deep emerald green, like tranquil pools that invited exploration.

So, this is what I look like!

Meng Qinghe was quite satisfied with her current appearance. After all, calico cats were famously known for their beauty in the feline world!

Chi Yingdong emerged from the kitchen, holding a cat teaser wand to play with the kitten.

At first, Meng Qinghe paid it no mind, since she wasn’t truly a kitten.

But as the pink feathers swayed before her eyes, she couldn’t resist crouching low, tail swishing behind her, ready to pounce.

Chi Yingdong noticed her movements and, with a mischievous grin, slowed the wand’s motion. Just as the kitten leaped forward, he lifted it high, leaving her to pounce at thin air.

The kitten stared blankly at the floor, amusing Chi Yingdong, who then lowered the teaser back in front of her, swaying it slowly.

Hearing Chi Yingdong’s laughter, Meng Qinghe felt both embarrassed and annoyed. Yet, when the wand reappeared before her, she couldn’t help but play along again.

After a good while, Chi Yingdong finally stopped teasing the kitten.

Rubbing the red mole on his hand, he began considering what to stock up on before the apocalypse arrived.

Since he had decided to keep the kitten, aside from his own necessities, he naturally needed to stockpile cat litter, cat food, and cat toys as well.