In the living room, Qiqi dragged a wrinkled shoe box out from under the sofa, bottom up in the air.
She pushed the shoe box in front of Shao Zifeng and disdainfully wiped her little paws across her face, "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, that fatty cat really stinks to death."
"Hard work pays off."
Shao Zifeng crouched down and rubbed her little head, then opened the shoe box.
The moment he lifted the lid, Shao Zifeng's eyes widened in surprise. Compared to that time three years ago, the pile of gold and diamond jewelry inside had multiplied several times over, almost filling the box.
He plunged his hand into the box, with several rings now adorning each finger.
"Qiqi, Big Orange has gathered so many nice things, you could've secretly taken a few pieces and had enough to pay for years of phone bills."
Qiqi pursed her lips, "Big fatty cat stinks to death, who'd want to steal its stuff? Besides, I earn lots and lots of money every day from live streaming, hmph."
