Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

At seven o'clock in the morning, Ai Qing sat back down at his computer desk, glanced at the little fish lying on the table looking at him, took a deep breath, and gathered all the random thoughts in his mind.

Then I turned on my computer and started typing.

……

Ai Qing.

Man.

23 is old.

I'm a senior this year. After my thesis defense in May or June and I receive my graduation certificate, I'll be entering society and experiencing the "freedom and joy" of being a working professional.

However, Ai Qing had no idea what she had learned in her four years of university. Before she even left the campus, she had already forgotten everything she learned in the final exams.

Fortunately, during her senior year of college, she read a novel that was abandoned and then hurled insults at the author. After being told "If you're so good, then you do it yourself," Ai Qing wrote her own book.

Although she was provoked, Ai Qing was also thinking of trying anything, hoping that she might be able to do it.

Well... in terms of the outcome—it's possible, but there's also a slight impossibility.

His first book, "The Kitten Just Wants to Lie Down," tells the story of a man who dies unexpectedly and then possesses the body of his newly adopted kitten, living as his cat son and accompanying his parents and sister.

The light and refreshing slice-of-life stories, I don’t know if they hit a nerve with a small group of readers, but although the results weren’t great, at least Ai Qing managed to get published.

We achieved a first-time order of 100.

This might be hard to understand, but if you convert it to a month's worth of royalties, Ai Qing could probably earn around 2000 yuan.

Of that, 1500 yuan is the website's perfect attendance bonus.

The 500 yuan is from readers' subscription fees.

The book contains 880,000 words, and the total royalties were just over 10,000 yuan. About half of that came from full attendance bonuses, so it can be considered that I took advantage of the website's fees.

But most importantly, it showed Ai Qing another possibility for life.

So after the start of the new semester in his senior year, he made a decisive decision, hoping to try before graduation and turn this possibility into certainty.

If he can't support himself by writing online novels before graduation, then he'll have no choice but to agree to his parents' wishes and obediently go to work and earn money.

Therefore, this new book is especially important to him.

This book, "My Childhood Sweetheart Will Turn into a Cat," is also about cats.

Having already written a web novel, Ai Qing knew her own limitations, so she maintained the same approach in terms of subject matter as her previous book.

This time, however, the protagonist isn't a cat, but rather the male lead's childhood friend who uncontrollably transforms into a calico cat every night at 10 PM.

At first, Qingmei was very scared, but after discovering that she would turn back into a human at six o'clock every morning, she actually started to like the feeling of transforming into a cat.

In particular, she can use her cat form to get close to the male protagonist and see a side of him that is not usually known to others...

Little Qingmei never expected that because of her accidental mistake, the male protagonist would secretly discover this matter.

Then the plot took two unexpected turns...

……

The sounds of slapping echoed in the room for three or four hours before gradually subsiding.

Ai Qing loosened her hands from typing on the keyboard, leaned back in her chair, and let out a long sigh.

He finished 4000 words in two chapters, ensuring that the draft wouldn't be used up. He glanced at the time; there was still a while until 11 a.m.

That being the case...

"call……"

Ai Qing jumped up from the chair and, with lightning speed, grabbed Xiaoyu by the armpits of her two front legs, lifting her up directly.

Then she suddenly turned around and pounced on the bed, pinning the cute kitten down on her back. Ai Qing's face buried in the little fish's soft belly, deep in the fluffy ocean.

Ah ~

I'm going to die~

Petting cats is truly addictive.

The fatigue from typing suddenly disappeared.

But halfway through, Ai Qing suddenly lifted her head from the little fish's belly, her expression gradually becoming serious as she thought of something—

In case, he meant in case.

Last night was definitely not his hallucination; Xiaoyu really did turn into a beautiful girl. So, does his current behavior constitute indecent assault?

"Meow?"

The little fish, who was already used to being violated, didn't struggle much from beginning to end. When it saw Ai Qing suddenly raise her head and stop rubbing against it, it immediately showed a cute expression of confusion.

But just as Ai Qing was lost in thought, his phone rang.

I glanced at it and saw it was "Ai Jong-kook".

"Hello? Dad."

"I'll come over to your place this afternoon, is that alright?" Ai Zhongguo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sure, but aren't you going to work today?" Ai Qing glanced at the date in confusion; it wasn't the weekend.

"The company gave out employee benefits, so I brought you three boxes of fruit," Ai Zhongguo said. "Wait for me at 2:30 this afternoon."

"Understood." Ai Qing hung up the phone, then glanced at Xiao Yu lying on the bed, almost seeing a hint of unsatisfied desire in Xiao Yu's bewitching heterochromatic eyes.

It feels like a couple is doing something important when their dad interrupts them with a phone call.

Depend on!

He's not a Fu Rui fanatic!

Chapter 3 In broad daylight, keeping a mistress in a golden house

At noon, Ai Qing prepared lunch, gave the command to Xiao Yu's automatic feeder to add cat food, and the two of them enjoyed their meal.

After finishing her meal and cleaning up the table and kitchen, Ai Qing carried Xiao Yu back to the bedroom, lay on the bed, held Xiao Yu in her arms, and then placed her on her chest.

Feeling the weight on her body, Ai Qing sighed and turned to look at her right side...

There, last night, it seemed, was a girl with flowing white hair, sleeping peacefully in her bed.

He didn't have any expectations for this fantastical development.

As a staunch materialist, he still leaned towards the possibility of mental illness.

One can only say that he might have really gone a little overboard with his writing?

Looking at the adorable little fish clinging to her, blinking its big eyes, Ai Qing simply couldn't connect it with the girl from last night.

A cat turning into a human... How could such a fairytale-like story happen to him?

Thinking of this, Ai Qing took a deep breath, resignedly took out her phone, searched for psychologists, and then placed an order to make an appointment. She planned to go see a psychologist after her father delivered the fruit in the afternoon.

Hopefully it's not something too serious.

……

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ai Qing took a nap to catch up on her sleep.

He was up quite a while last night and didn't sleep well, so he only woke up suddenly when he heard the doorbell and the meowing of the little fish outside.

I picked up my phone and took a look.

Okay, it's only two o'clock.

Ai Qing rubbed her eyes, got out of bed, hurriedly walked out of the bedroom, arrived at the front door, and opened it to take a look.

Ae Jong-guk, dressed in a gray casual suit, was standing at the door with three small boxes of fruit at his feet.

At this moment, the door opened, and Ai Zhongguo looked at his son with a suspicious expression, stroking his chin and clicking his tongue in disapproval: "See, I told you, weren't you still sleeping when I called you this morning? I've always said that young people who stay up late will learn their lesson when they get old."

Ai Qing: "..."

That's just like my dad.

She never hesitates to assume the worst about her son's lifestyle.

Ai Qing was always too lazy to argue with him about things that required proof. She simply bent down, lifted a box of fruit into the door, and said, "You can take the fruit home with your mom and grandparents. I can't possibly eat all of this."

“You're young, that's the time to eat lots of fruit.” Ai Zhongguo brought in the remaining two boxes. “You often stay up late anyway, so eat more fruit to replenish your nutrition. I'll just take a little bit from each box, that'll be enough.”

"Okay." Ai Qing placed the fruit next to the sofa in the living room. "Just put them all here."

"Not bad." Ai Zhongguo put down the fruit, looked around the customer area, and nodded in a professional manner. "It's quite clean."

Then he asked, "Where's your cat?"

"She's in the bedroom, isn't she?" Ai Qing glanced at the ground but didn't see Xiao Yu.

Strange, normally once the bedroom door is opened, Xiaoyu would have already slipped out to the more spacious living room to run and play.

It's impossible to say that he's shy, since he was quite familiar with his parents and grandparents when he was raised at home.

However, their family is a bit strange. The mother and grandmother both really like kittens, but the grandfather and father are both afraid of cats.

So when he heard that the cat was in the bedroom, Ae Jong-kook felt a little relieved.

Even though he was hiding in the bedroom, Ai Zhongguo couldn't help but say, "By order of your mother, I still have to check your bedroom to see if it's usually clean."

"Suit yourself, watch if you want."

Ai Qing didn't care.

After all, he wasn't the kind of hardcore otaku who would have erotic body pillows on his bed, walls covered with all sorts of erotic anime girl illustrations, or even a Fiji cup on his table that had just been washed and was waiting to dry.

He didn't have any of those things.

However, because Xiaoyu was in the bedroom, Ai Zhongguo, who was afraid of cats, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Go in first and hold Xiaoyu first."

“Okay.” Ai Qing was used to her dad’s way of doing things. In the past, when they kept Xiao Yu at home, he would keep her in his bedroom and rely on her mom and grandma to take care of her.

As soon as he heard his dad want to go into the bedroom to take a look, he prepared to go in and catch the cat.

So while Ai Zhongguo was still inspecting the living room, bathroom, and kitchen, Ai Qing pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom.

The next second, Ai Zhongguo heard a loud bang as the bedroom door slammed shut.