Marrying the big shot (translated novel)

11: Change of impression

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Xue Zimu blushed inexplicably, then quickly calmed down and carefully considered Qi Yan's proposal. After confirming that the other party didn't casually blurt out the sentence, Xue Zimu couldn't help but ask Qi Yan: "Young Master Qi, do you know that cats shed their hair? And they may scratch the sofa, carpet and everywhere else......" Don't you have extreme mysophobia, can you stand this?

Xue Zimu originally thought when Qi Yan offered to raise the cat, those gossip about him including his mysophobia, were all unreliable. Then he saw the other party had frowned when he heard what he said.

Alas, it seemed his mysophobia was still true.

Xue Zimu thought so and readied himself to accept Qi Yan's rejection, but after listening to the other party's silence for a moment, he said: "It's fine, someone else will clean it."

Xue Zimu froze. This confirmed that the other party still insisted on raising the cat, and he couldn't help being surprised: "You really don't mind? It's unlikely that the cat's fur will be clean every day." Persian cats are long-haired cats, the issue of shedding was difficult to avoid.

Seeing Xue Zimu holding a clear, sceptical attitude, Qi Yan reached out and touched the little guy in Xue Zimu's embrace. The little guy didn't hide, he obediently nestled. Qi Yan successfully felt the soft hair against his palm, his heart moved slightly, but on the surface maintained his composure and whispered: "Don't mind, I would need to adapt anyways."

Xue Zimu didn't expect that he would willingly touch the kitten and suddenly felt the other party's mysophobia wasn't so serious. Also, he seemed to be quite kind to the little guy. Xue Zimu thought for a while, thinking that the Qi Family should have many servants, even if the eldest son, Qi Yan, couldn't take care of the small animal, as long as he doesn't express his dislike, the pets he brings back would be well taken care of. The kitten was just two months old and should have better care in the Qi Family rather than a pet store. And...although h felt a little embarrassed about it, after he moved out of the Xue household it would be unlikely for him to live alone. He would certainly go to the Qi household. In this case, the kitten couldn't be kept in a pet shop all the time, it would eventually move to the Qi's house. So, like Qi Yan said, it's good to adapt in advance.

Almost deciding to agree with Qi Yan, Xue Zimu's only remaining concern was whether or not the kitten would resist. After all, when Qi Yan's face becomes heavy, most people would be afraid, and he didn't know if the kitten would run away frightened when it's brought home.

Seeing that after Qi Yan touches the little guy's head, it didn't take long to get out of Xue Zimu's embrace, and extended his good, left front paw to grab onto Qi Yan's hand. Xue Zimu immediately held his breath. The little guy may be a small kitten and its paw can't hurt Qi Yan, but what if it really doesn't want to go with Qi Yan?

However, to the surprise of Xue Zimu, the little guy didn't scratch Qi Yan, rather used its soft paw to pat his hand as if it's playing. After finding that the other's hand hasn't moved from its own head, it used its head to rub against his palm and made a confused and youthful "meow" sound.

Xue Zimu felt a sudden tremor in his heart, and wanted to brush his hair back to vent his frustrations, but didn't expect his outstretched hand would hit another warm object.