Su Mianmian was feeling extremely anxious at this moment!
She was on high alert, staring at Jiang Che in front of her. She wasn't foolish; on the contrary, she was quite sharp.
Last time, she had vaguely suspected that Jiang Che might have some ability to eavesdrop on others' thoughts, as every time she cursed him in her mind, she would soon face some kind of punishment.
This time, she was almost certain: Jiang Che definitely had some ability to hear her inner thoughts.
"Meow meow meow~"
Su Mianmian called out to Jiang Che twice.
[Hey, if you can hear my thoughts... just say it out loud, okay?]
Jiang Che smiled. This little stray cat was quite clever!
"That's right, I can indeed hear your thoughts, and I also know about your identity as a transmigrator... turning into a cat, you really got the short end of the stick."
Su Mianmian's heart sank. So it was true!
No wonder she always felt that there was something off about the way Jiang Che looked at her.
So he had been able to hear her thoughts all along.
That meant all those nights she spent perched on the bedside VIP seat, watching live performances... her inner commentary had been heard by this jerk?
[(。＞︿＜)_θ]
Back then, she had been watching the live performances while making comments in her mind. Had he heard all of that?
"Yep, I heard everything," Jiang Che said with a smile, laying his cards on the table. Su Mianmian had no privacy in front of him.
[You... you're shameless! Eavesdropping on someone's thoughts is so shameless! And you're an exhibitionist... you perverted exhibitionist!]
"Haha... why don't you say you're a peeping tom yourself?"
[Then why didn't you chase me away when you knew I was an innocent girl? You did it on purpose!]
Jiang Che laughed. "On purpose? I closed the bedroom door two days ago, and you still managed to sneak in through the balcony. Is that my fault?"
Su Mianmian fell silent.
She was so embarrassed she wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
She had relied on her special identity as a cat, thinking she wouldn't be discovered, but the truth was... she had been exposed all along.
It was like... someone telling you that you could become invisible by not wearing clothes, and you believed it... so you went out bare-bottomed, only to find out later that everyone you met was an actor, and they even made a documentary of you strutting around naked.
[You... you... I'm the one who's at a disadvantage here! I'm a girl, after all!]
Jiang Che was shocked. He hadn't expected Su Mianmian to be such a fierce feminist? This punch... even a grandmaster of martial arts wouldn't be able to handle it!
But Jiang Che was different. He specialized in dealing with these little fairies and mischievous girls!
"Haha, a girl? Look at yourself now. What kind of girl has white fur all over? You're not a white-haired loli! Look at my Dong'er... now that's a real white-haired loli!"
Su Mianmian: "......"
She felt deeply offended!
[Hmph~ I won't argue with you anymore. Just give me the fruit in your hand! You promised me that if I performed a backflip, you'd give me something good.]
Su Mianmian knew that continuing this argument would only lead to her losing.
What if this jerk took her to the vet for spaying? What would she do then?
No matter how glorious her past life had been, now she was just a pitiful and helpless little ragdoll cat.
"I'll give it to you, but you have to perform a few more backflips. No... backflips are too easy. Weren't you a great pianist? Play me a piano piece."
Jiang Che crossed his legs, looking smug.
With his 'Heart-Reading' skill, he could communicate seamlessly with Su Mianmian, the cat.
[You—]
Su Mianmian was so angry her fur stood on end.
[No way! No matter how delicious that fruit is, I won't sell my dignity!]
She gritted her teeth, wishing she could leap at Jiang Che and scratch his face!
She turned her head away, putting on a haughty expression.
But Jiang Che's next words made her lose her composure.
"This fruit is called the Vermilion Fruit, a treasure born from the essence of heaven and earth. Ordinary people who eat it can strengthen their bodies and extend their lifespans. Animals who eat it can gain intelligence... There are legends of ancient animals who consumed too many Vermilion Fruits and transformed into human forms..."
Su Mianmian immediately picked up on the four key words: transform into human form!
This made it impossible for her to stay calm!
As a human, Su Mianmian could never be content with being a cat forever.
She still wanted to hold a piano concert. How could a cat do that?
Moreover... cats go into heat!!! She couldn't guarantee that during her heat cycle, she wouldn't lose her mind and follow her instincts to find some stray tomcat, ending up pregnant with a litter of kittens.
Just thinking about it was terrifying!
"Don't worry about that. Before you transmigrated, I always helped you during your heat cycles."
Jiang Che spoke nonchalantly.
"You helped me?"
"??????"
When I typed this string of question marks, it's not because I have a problem, but because you do!
I'm a ragdoll cat, and you're a human. This... this is just too messed up!
Su Mianmian couldn't help but clench her buttocks.
"Ahem... what are you thinking? I used cotton swabs. I couldn't possibly let my cat go out and get pregnant by some stray, could I?"
Even though she was just a pet cat, she was a pet of a wealthy family, a top-tier socialite in the cat world. There was no way she would be taken advantage of by some stray tomcat.
Hearing Jiang Che's explanation, Su Mianmian's shattered heart calmed down a bit.
So it was cotton swabs... she had thought... well, never mind. But it still felt weird.
[Ahem, I'm warning you, when my heat cycle comes... you're not allowed to use cotton swabs!]
[Ugh, we're getting off topic! If I play a piano piece for you... will you give me the fruit?]
Jiang Che smiled faintly and nodded.
[Fine, you said it. If you go back on your word, I'll curse you to have a son with no butt!]
With that, Su Mianmian turned and walked over to the piano. She tiptoed and jumped onto the keys, her paws touching the keys and producing a series of notes.
[What a pervert, making a cat play the piano. Even Beethoven would be baffled!]
[Well... I'll just play something simple, like "Mariage d'Amour." It's suitable for one-handed playing.]
She could only play pieces that required one hand, as she was just a cat and couldn't manage anything too complicated.
"Su Mianmian, I think 'Croatian Rhapsody' is also suitable for one-handed playing! We're both from the same hometown... you should be familiar with 'Croatian Rhapsody,' right?"
Su Mianmian: "......"
I have a few choice words I'd like to say, but I'm not sure if I should.
In the end, she succumbed to Jiang Che's tyranny and began tiptoeing on the piano keys with all four paws, playing softly.
"Croatian Rhapsody" had a very fast tempo, making it perfect for showing off skills. Even a regular person would feel some wrist fatigue after playing it, let alone Su Mianmian, whose current body was that of a cat.
Su Mianmian danced frantically on the piano keys, her four paws moving so fast they almost left afterimages, as the intense melody filled the air.
"Pfft~" Jiang Che shamelessly laughed.
He was quite good at messing with people, especially since this little ragdoll had such a foul mouth, always calling him an idiot!
While laughing, he quietly took out his phone and recorded the scene.
A cat playing the piano—this would definitely go viral if he posted it online.
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