Gu Shao's billionaire pet

Chapter 109

Xia Zhimo turned her head to look at Mr. Huo's expression, and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Grandpa, you really missed the point. Grandma wants you to prepare a surprise for her, not to scare her.

Unexpectedly... Grandpa turned out to be the legendary straight man himself.

Xia Zhimo smiled and opened the box, a small "meow" sound came from inside, and then a soft, fluffy head was revealed.

This is... a cat!

Xia Zhimo screamed, her face turned pale without a trace of blood in an instant.

Mr. Huo was brought back to his thoughts by the girl's deafening scream.

Sensing Xia Zhimo's fear of the inside of the box, she hurriedly reached out and took the box aside and asked, "Zhimo, are you alright?"

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Che Lihuo's worried voice followed.

Xia Zhimo stopped the trembling of her body, tried her best to calm down her mood, squeezed out a very stiff smile and replied: "Grandpa, grandma, I... I'm fine..." His tone was a little unsteady.

"Meow meow..." The kitten's meow came again from the box, Xia Zhimo finally calmed down, and it seemed like a string was tense, as if it would break if he didn't pay attention.

"Yo, what a cute little milk cat, but why did Yanxin give the cat? Do you want to find something new to give away?"

"..."

"Xiaoqin, get rid of this bag." Mr. Huo's voice was mixed with emotion.

The man named Xiaoqin took a step forward, and before his hand touched the box, Mrs. Huo wrapped the box inside.

"Old Huo, what are you doing? Why do you want to make trouble with a cat, and the cat didn't mess with you."

Mr. Huo: "..."

"Didn't you see that Zhimo is afraid of cats?" Mrs. Huo listened to Mr. Huo's words, and thought of Xia Zhimo's abnormality at the moment she saw the cat. She glanced at the little milk cat in the box and fought fiercely in her heart for a while. Son.

In the end, she still couldn't bear it, and because of the meowing of the little milk cat, her heart melted into a puddle of water.

"Old Huo, let's keep the cat? You see it is so cute, so cute, do you have the heart to abandon it like this?"

Mr. Huo: "..."

"How about... the cat is in the car, you take this car back to the old house, take care of it for me, Zhimo and I take a taxi back?"

Mr. Huo: "..." He was the one who stayed to watch the cat, right?
Xia Zhimo suppressed the discomfort in her heart and said, "Grandma, I can just take a taxi back by myself, then... the cat is quite cute, just so grandma can play with it..."

After Xia Zhimo finished speaking, she stopped a car on the side of the road and got in.

"You...why do you keep this cat?"

"I kept the cat, but I didn't give it to me..." Mrs. Huo said, her voice trailed off.

Mr. Huo: "Look at him coming back, I won't let him face the wall and think about it!"

"You don't know who gave the cat, so what do you care about?" Mrs. Huo put the cat on the car seat.

"Didn't you say it was a gift from your heart?" Mr. Huo asked.

"...I...guess...I just want to make Zhimo happy, and what if Yanxin doesn't know that Zhimo is afraid of cats... Didn't we just know it?"

Mrs. Huo felt guilty for no reason, but she was absolutely confident in her tone and couldn't lose!

Mr. Huo sighed: "Huo Yanxin is just spoiled by you!"

"..."

Xia Zhimo's face was still as pale as a piece of paper, and the fingertips holding the bag trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)