Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

Having obtained confirmation that Xiao Ruiguang was abroad, Chu Zhuo anonymously found a local man suffering from a terminal illness, gave him a sum of money, promised his family a peaceful life, and asked him to deal with Xiao Ruiguang.

With a heavy heart, Chu Zhu finished editing all the content, sent it to that person, put down his phone, and typed 001 to ask: "Where will Little Three-Colored Cat be reincarnated? Will she still be a cat?"

001 pointed at the data: "I don't know either, host. All I can tell you for now is that all the clients haven't completely disappeared. They sent out distress signals using telekinesis, and those that we can receive are not bad people."

A silver glint flashed in Chu Zhuo's eyes, her light-colored pupils crystal clear, too fast to catch. Her thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly: "Then it's simple. Good people are rewarded, so they will eventually find a good place in the future. Perhaps this process will take a long time, but it will definitely happen."

That man was the type who didn't say a word; once he took the money, he would do the job and never exchange another word.

Having figured out Xiao Ruiguang's social life and daily routine, he followed Xiao Ruiguang after he went out one evening.

Hidden in his sleeve was a wooden stick. When they reached a secluded spot, the man deftly pulled out the stick and struck Xiao Ruiguang on the back of the head.

With a thud, pain struck, and Xiao Ruiguang lost consciousness as he was stuffed into a sack and taken away.

The dilapidated, dark basement had been deserted for a long time; the sound of dripping water filled the air, and the dust made one's throat uncomfortable.

Xiao Ruiguang opened his eyes, and the spider web on the ceiling was facing him.

The spot on his head where he had been hit throbbed with pain. His limbs were bound with ropes. Xiao Ruiguang struggled in vain and shouted outside, "Who are you? You want money? I have money. If you let me go, I can give you the money."

The man remained silent as Xiao Ruiguang eloquently spoke.

Xiao Ruiguang gradually felt uneasy. He had only just arrived; who could he have offended...?

Seeing that Xiao Ruiguang was no longer going to waste words, the man picked up the hammer in his hand and walked towards Xiao Ruiguang.

The hammer scraped against the ground, making a screeching sound. Xiao Ruiguang cowered in fear, trying to hide, but his limbs were firmly locked to the bed. He couldn't move either way and stared in terror at the hammer raised towards him.

"ah!!!"

Xiao Ruiguang's voice cracked from shouting, but it didn't stop the man from continuing to smash his toes one by one with a hammer. The man was sweating profusely from the pain and muttered that he wanted to spare his life.

It was just a little soreness in his toe, much less painful than the various animal tortures he used to enjoy. Yet Xiao Ruiguang felt "delicate" as if he had died, like someone who had drowned and been pulled out of the water, so weak that all he could do was breathe.

Following his employer's instructions, the man kept Xiao Ruiguang alive until he recovered slightly. Then, he produced a bottle of medicine from somewhere, tore open Xiao Ruiguang's ear, and poured it down his throat.

"Damn it! Stop! Stop!! I'll definitely kill you!!!"

His head was pressed down by a huge hand. Xiao Ruiguang opened his eyes wide helplessly and screamed pitifully. His voice was hollow and echoed throughout the basement.

Who did he offend...? Did his cries for help get through? Probably not, Xiao Ruiguang thought hazily...

In just over ten days, Chu Zhuo received another set of pictures and videos from that person. Xiao Ruiguang was emaciated, blood soaked the black cloth covering his eyes, his hands, whose tendons had been severed, hung limply, and his lower body and calves were beaten beyond recognition.

In the video, he groaned in pain: "Please... let me go. I have money. If you let me go, I'll give you all my money and I won't report you. I'll just pretend I never saw you..."

After watching the video, Chu Zhuo turned off her phone.

He thought to himself, compared to the kittens and the millions of innocent animals you've abused and killed, this is nothing.

Live streaming, big spenders lavish money, remotely manipulating a precious life—who can guarantee that no one will be affected when dark web videos leak out in corners unknown to the public?

Accidentally browsing those videos, feeling emboldened, following the trend, and eventually becoming accustomed to it, forming a black industry chain... Morality and humanity are the most vulnerable to the test.

A moment later, He Yanchuan patted him from behind: "What are you looking at? Why are you acting strange?"

Chu Zhu blinked curiously: "How did you know I was upset?"

"Baby, have I ever said that you are easy to understand, or rather, that you are easy to understand in front of me, and that you are almost completely unguarded with me?" He Yanchuan's eyes were filled with love.

"That's because you're special. He Yanchuan is the only special one." Chu Zhuo never held back her emotions. "I like being with He Yanchuan."

He Yanchuan's heart pounded, and he almost couldn't help but confess his feelings. But when he saw Chu Zhuo's clean and innocent eyes, a bucket of cold water was poured over his head.

The boy was used to his presence. When he said they were together, he meant just being together in a normal way. In his understanding, they had been "together" since the day they met.

He Yanchuan let out a deep breath and gently rubbed Chu Zhuo's head with his palm: "Yes, then let's be together forever."

"Why haven't you been turning into a cat lately?" He Yanchuan gently changed the subject.

"Summer is so hot. My long fur feels like I'm wearing a winter coat. It's so hot! And there are so many things cats can't eat. There are so many delicious foods in summer that only humans can eat." Chu Zhuo paused mid-sentence. "He Yanchuan, meow, do you miss my cat form?"

At this moment, he did have a bit of a urge to masturbate, to soothe his "wounded" heart. He Yanchuan frankly asked, "Will you let me masturbate, little one?"

Chu Zhu responded with action, instantly transforming back into a kitten, then leaping into the man's arms, chin raised and purring softly.

He Yanchuan stroked his chin and touched his back, and the fluffy tail wrapped itself around his forearm.

In the past, He Yanchuan wouldn't have thought much of it, but now, as he involuntarily flashed into the cub's human form, what if it also wrapped its tail around him...

Chu Zhuo felt a shadow fall in front of him. He looked closely and saw blood. He quickly looked up and saw that He Yanchuan had a nosebleed.

In the blink of an eye, the baby turned into a human. He Yanchuan felt a weight in his arms and wondered why the baby had suddenly turned back into human form while he was petting him. Chu Zhuo hurriedly reached out, pulled a piece of paper from the table, and held it close to He Yanchuan's mouth and nose: "He Yanchuan, you're bleeding from your nose. Stop it quickly."

A warm sensation surged in his nose, seeping out of his nasal cavity. He Yanchuan glanced down, and the tissue quickly turned red.

He clutched the paper in his fingers, head slightly bowed, and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom: "I'm going to clean myself up; I think I've got a sore throat."

After saying that, he disappeared. Chu Zhuo worriedly said, "It's very hot in summer. I'll go get some ice cream."

With the nosebleed successfully stopped, He Yanchuan washed his face. The cool water calmed him down. Leaning against the sink, he looked at his slightly disheveled reflection in the mirror: "...He Yanchuan, you're despicable."

A moment later, He Yanchuan wiped the water off his face, pushed open the door and went out, where Chu Zhuo was waiting.

"He Yanchuan, have some ice cream to cool down." Chu Zhuo held up an ice cream and handed it to him.

He Yanchuan calmly reached out and took it: "Thank you, little one."

In the sweltering July heat, as the season drew to a close, Chu Zhuo received another video from that person: bloodied and mangled eyes, and a body whose integrity was barely discernible, lying motionless.

[And a bonus sentence: I'm going to turn myself in. You have to keep your promise to me.]

[Chu Zhuo replied: A gentleman keeps his promise.]

That man had a wife and daughter. He was a terrible scoundrel in his youth, and marriage was like a shackle to him. He neglected his wife and daughter and was arrested for gambling fraud more than ten years ago.

Now that he's out of prison, his wife and daughters no longer have him in their lives. He's past the age, and it's too late to look back. He's tried to make amends several times, but all his efforts have been in vain.

After drifting aimlessly for several years, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and it was at this time that Chu Zhuo approached him.

The cicadas' chirping gradually subsided at the end of the month, the kittens were born in early August, and the vicious scumbag died at the end of July, dying from the very methods he had once been so proud of.

The cycle of heaven, the retribution is unhappy.

He Yanchuan: "Baby won't eat the ice cream cone even if it melts, no matter whose message it's reading."

Chu Zhuo licked the tip of the ice cream cone, smiled at him, and said, "I'm in a good mood, He Yanchuan, let's go on a trip."

He Yanchuan: "So suddenly, is there somewhere you want to go?"

Since Chu Zhuo took over Xiao Ruiguang's matter, He Yanchuan hadn't inquired about it. It wasn't hard to guess from the boy's happy expression that he had gotten what he wanted.

"No, I just feel like everything's settled now, and I want to go out and relax." Chu Zhuo quickened her pace, walked around to He Yanchuan, and walked backwards. "He Yanchuan, I'm so happy today. Maybe it's just my emotions getting the better of me. Maybe I'll change my mind tomorrow."

"Go if you're happy, follow your heart," He Yanchuan said. "Little one, you're a brave and free kitten."