Bai Ze walked up to the little master, raised his paw, and flew away the ragdoll cat that the little master was petting. He took the ragdoll cat's place and lay down lazily.

The ragdoll cat rolled over in a daze, and when it saw Bai Ze's disgusted gaze, its fur stood on end. It was so frightened that it ran away.

"Wow, this cat is so majestic and domineering." The corners of Gu Yong's mouth twitched, he was probably a kung fu cat, or a domineering kung fu cat.

Look at bullying others of the same kind.

Li Jinxing withdrew his gaze and looked at the arrogant cat, seeing disdain in his eyes.

This look and expression were exactly the same as those of his mistress.

As expected of her, pets follow their owners.

"Baize, we don't bully the weak." Xiaomu taught him seriously.

Bai Ze lazily raised his eyelids and nodded: "Hmm."

Gu Yong was surprised. This cat really understood human speech. It was amazing.

Xiaomu introduced: "Let's get to know each other formally, this is my dad."

Bai Ze stood up and circled around this man.

A pair of eyes looked at this man critically. The master had lived for three lives, and he had followed him for three lives, but he had never seen his master fall in love with anyone.

Instead, in this life, he had his child.

How can a mere human being with no strength be worthy of his master?

Li Jinxing stretched out his hand: "Bai Ze, I will protect Xiaomu and his mother. I will do my best to prevent them from being harmed."

Bai Ze stretched out his paw as if to reward him and shook his hand.

Seeing that he was so sincere and barely qualified, I reluctantly accepted it.

Gu Yong: After the identification, this cat has become a spirit.

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Su Cen walked into his yard, where a century-old welcoming pine had been transplanted. His grandma was watering the pine, and Zhang Jinsen was talking to her.

The two of them talked very enthusiastically and looked like they had known each other for a long time.

Su Cen walked over: "Old man, why are you here?"

Old Mrs. Su put down the kettle in her hand and nodded her granddaughter's head: "No matter how big or small, my name is Teacher Zhang."

"Yes, yes, yes, Teacher Zhang knows my grandma?"

Zhang Jinsen puffed up his chest and said in a loud voice: "Of course, your grandma was a famous talented woman in the school when she was young, and she was also a big figure in the academic circle, so she is famous."

Old Madam Su sighed: "All talented women and famous people are sealed randomly by people like you."

Zhang Jinsen was anxious: "How come it was sealed indiscriminately? Your achievements back then were so rare in that context at that time. Your husband is also a respectable figure."

"That was back then. Alas, I'm getting older, not as good as before." Mrs. Su shook her head, thinking of her husband, her eyes darkened.

She is just living one day longer, hoping that all the children of the Su family can have a good ending.

"Cen Cen, Teacher Zhang is here to see you. Please treat him well while I go to take a rest."

"good."

After Su Cen helped grandma back to her room, she and Teacher Zhang went to the living room: "Old man, do you want to see me for something?"

Zhang Jinsen rubbed his hands: "Well, I really want to ask you to help me with something."

Su Cen looked at him and said nothing.

"I know your temperament, so I originally didn't want to trouble you with this matter, but this time it's so weird that not many people can solve it."

"Tell me about it." Su Cen took a sip of tea.

Zhang Jinsen: "There have been several murder cases recently in our city's Conservatory of Music. Each one is more bizarre than the last. So far, no clues have been found. The school suspects that the murderer is not a human being. For the sake of the safety of the students, they want to find out the culprit as soon as possible.

"

Beijing Conservatory of Music?

The school where Su Ying went to.

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