"Meow--" Suddenly, the little yellow cat's voice came from under her feet.
"Come here, Mi." He Yi beckoned.
The little yellow cat is also cleverly clever. After following her in the car before, it has been nestling next to her obediently.
After arriving here, he arrogantly patrolled the house, and the whole cat seemed to regard it as his new home.
"It doesn't recognize birth at all." Seeing He Yi beckoning, the orange cat jumped into her arms, Hong Yuche didn't know who he should envy for a while.
He touched the kitten's head, "Are you going to return it to the capacity?"
"She?" He Yi chuckled, perhaps because she was playing cats. Her expression was quite gentle. "It would be nice if she can take care of herself. Let's talk about it. She is going to marry Xu's house next. It's not a good place. The oranges followed, maybe they will lose their lives."
As she said, she squeezed the nose of the little yellow cat in an intimate manner.
"Then you take it? You...Where to go next?" Hong Yuche asked. He actually wanted to keep it in his heart, but he knew it was unrealistic.
He Yi didn't say what occupation and status she was, but Hong Yuche was not stupid.
Her identity is not simple...
He really had no confidence in whether he could keep her.
"I still have something to do, maybe I can't keep it," He Yi scratched the cat's chin, "following a master like me, maybe you will starve to death."
Hong Yuche was silent for a while.
I have ideas, but I don't know how to speak.
"If Young Master Che is kind, help me raise it?" He Yi seemed to see through what he was thinking. She smiled lightly, with a light style, but she stunned Hong Yuche.
She is really beautiful.
In the past so many years, beauty has not decreased.
But in any case, when he was in the hospital, he recognized her at a glance.
But whoever can forget her who has loved her?
Even that lunatic in Duma is like this.
At the beginning, as the son of his big banker, there was no way he could do anything about it, but he was willing to be her servant, begging for her love in a humble manner.
There are no good people in the Duma family, but where can the Hong family be better?
Compared with Duma's arrogance and arrogance, Hong Yuche felt that he was not worthy of any change.
It has nothing to do with whose daughter she is.
"I will help you raise it. I must raise it to be fat." He also rubbed the head of the little orange cat.
He Yi chuckled, "Don't be too fat, ten orange cats eight fat, there is also a racing elephant, and a crushing Kang."
Hong Yuche was a little surprised.
In the impression, He Yi is extremely cold, doesn't like to laugh or joke.
Her attitude at the moment gave him a little hope, and the eyes looking at her became more eager, "Will you return to Rong's house?"
"Rong's house?" He Yi frowned slightly, "Why go back to Rong's house?"
"Don't you know..." Hong Yuche hesitated, "The Rong family has always had a lost daughter..."
He Yi was slightly startled.
After a while, she shook her head, "Whether it is or not, there is no need to go back. My identity will cause trouble to people around me."
"Are you afraid of Duma and the Rong family's revenge?" Hong Yuche asked.
"It's not just Duma, I have too many enemies," she said flatly, "If one day I can retire safely, let's talk about it. But..."
She did not go on.
Even if she retires, she must remain anonymous, go to places where no one knows, and lead a plain life.