"Mr. Fang, this way please."
A man wearing a black suit walked out of the building across the street.
An assistant was holding an umbrella for him.
Gu Shengyin's eyes lit up the moment she saw him.
There's a way.
Fang Yuhuan had just finished a business meeting here and didn't expect to encounter such weather on his way out.
He frowned at the gray, gloomy sky, but luckily the assistant had left a spare umbrella in the car.
While passing a certain corner, he suddenly heard a slight meowing sound.
Meowing?
He turned his head in confusion.
The assistant was puzzled about why their boss stopped in the middle of walking.
Following the boss's gaze, huh? In a large cardboard box nearby, a tiny head popped out.
A cat?
Fang Yuhuan watched as the small thing struggled to climb out of a cardboard box much bigger than its body, inexplicably finding it somewhat amusing.
It's so small.
