Chapter 49: There’s Something Wrong With This Cat

The name Lin Yousu rang a bell. It was vaguely familiar, but Pei Zhen couldn’t remember where he had heard it before.

Pei Zhen wasn’t the only one who was confused— even Fu Sichen didn’t recognize who the name belonged to. Fu Sichen frowned, before looking at the hopeful expression in Wang Youquan’s eyes. He wanted to see if he could get a hint from his manager.

“Who’s Lin Yousu?”

Wang Youquan almost fainted.

“It’s that little fox’s… Um… Pardon my French… The Persian cat’s previous owner.” After feeling depressed for a little bit, Wang Youquan still did his job dutifully. “Did you forget already? You basically demanded the Persian cat from her.”

Demanded…?

Fu Sichen had to think hard before he vaguely recalled the incident. Okay, so he might have been a little stubborn…

“Oh.” Fu Sichen’s voice sounded distant, “Did they say how they wanted the game trailer to be filmed?”

Wang Youquan felt a little helpless, “… They want to film you guys getting married.”

In the new update of Sword of the Immortals, besides giving players various upgrades, there was also a new feature where players could get married.

“It was supposed to attract more female gamers. Not only will you be able to get married, but you can also have kids,” said Wang Youquan as they boarded the private jet. He continued explaining the game to Fu Sichen, “The child would be randomly gifted by the system, and would be raised by the couple in the game.”

Fu Sichen wanted to laugh after hearing this, “So what happens after they get divorced? Do they need to set up some kind of rule so that people don’t argue when it comes to dividing assets?”

“Um… about this… ” Wang Youquan coughed twice before leaning closer with a wink, “I heard a rumor that Lin Yousu recently hooked up with the boss of the game development company… That’s why they added these new elements to the game.”

These kinds of things happened all the time in the entertainment industry.

However, Fu Sichen had never needed to use any of these unspoken rules. He had a good family background that helped pave the way for him.

Of course, it didn’t matter whether or not people knew that he was the Vice President of his company. The mere fact that he was Best Actor Fu, meant that people would always want to suck up to him.

Not to mention, he was easy on the eyes.

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Fu Sichen looked away, not saying anything. He put his attention back on the Persian cat. He noticed that the cat had finished lapping up the milk, so he lovingly poured him some more.

The Persian cat refused to eat cat food.

Therefore, Fu Sichen let someone queue for steamed dumplings to serve as the cat’s breakfast.

After finishing the steamed dumplings and the milk, the Persian cat was very content. He shut his eyes with a relaxed expression, not realizing that the milk had left a funny-looking white mustache on his face..

Recently, Fu Sichen had been smiling a lot.

Even though he only lifted his lips a tiny amount, it still made him look fabulous. The unmistakable look of affection in his deep eyes was mesmerizing.

“Are you done?” Fu Sichen took out a handkerchief, and lightly wiped the cat’s face. Then, he gave the cat’s ears a gentle massage. He tapped the cat’s pet suit before asking, “Want to change into your pajamas?”

Other people would be able to touch their cats whenever they wanted. However, Fu Sichen’s cat was different.

The Persian cat was strangely conservative; Fu Sichen was barely able to lay his hands on him.

Fu Sichen lightly ran his fingertip along the pet suit and tried to pull down the zipper. The cat immediately got up and turned around to bite Fu Sichen angrily.

How tiresome.

Pei Zhen gave Fu Sichen a dirty look; he was extremely on his guard.

There was definitely something wrong with Fu Sichen. If not, why did he have ulterior motives towards a cat?

Pei Zhen decided to stay awake.

In order to protect his chastity, he had to stay alert at all times.

Pei Zhen jumped from the dining table to the television set. To Wang Youquan’s surprise, not only was the cat able to turn the TV on, but he was also able to change the channel with a remote control.

Unlike a regular airplane, you could connect to the internet on Fu Sichen’s private jet.

Pei Zhen was obviously familiar with using a remote control. He selected a show that he had acted in when he was still a human because he wanted to reminisce about the past.

“Sichen,” Wang Youquan pulled his chair closer to Best Actor Fu before adding in a low voice, “I think there’s something wrong with this cat.”