After Li Jingchen walked over, he picked it up and found that its belly was flat. He couldn't help but wonder, had Qingling forgotten to feed it?
At this time, a maid passed by and saw Li Jingchen walking out of the room with a cat in his hand. She couldn't help but said nervously: "Master, how could the third lady's cat..."
Li Jingchen said seriously: "It broke into my bedroom and I didn't find it until I came back."
The maid immediately lowered her head and said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, young master! It must have slipped in accidentally when I was cleaning the room. Didn't it damage the old mistress's old things?"
"Fortunately not." Li Jingchen said expressionlessly and put the little orange cat into the maid's hand: "There will be no next time."
As the maid took the cat, she was thankful that her job was saved.
At this time, Li Jingchen noticed that the little orange cat's body curled up, and asked one more question: "Why is this cat Qingling half dead?"
The maid petted the little orange cat and said, "Back to the young master, the third lady didn't eat at night, so she probably didn't feed it."
Now the whole S city is saying that the man Miss San has been chasing for many years is getting engaged to another woman. She has completely become a big joke in S city. Those young men who wanted to chase her in the past are all vindictive.
He laughed at her and said that she didn't have the confidence to be the golden bachelors like them. Do you regret it now? You should!
If the owner is like this, how can he care about the life and death of a cat?
Li Jingchen pursed his thin lips and asked, "Where's the cat food?"
The maid said: "It's in the third lady's room. She told us not to disturb her. The kitten doesn't like to eat the food we prepared ourselves. I don't know if it's to starve with the third lady."
Li Jingchen nodded: "I understand, you go and ask the kitchen to make some food for Qing Ling."
The maid was about to do it when she heard Li Jingchen suddenly change his attention and said: "Wait a minute."
Twenty minutes later——
Li Jingchen entered Li Qingling's room carrying a bowl of tomato beef noodles.
He saw Li Qingling lying on the bed, watching a popcorn movie on the iPad with a numb expression. He suspected that the plot of the movie had not entered her mind at all.
He immediately walked over, put the dishes and chopsticks on her bedside table, and said, "Get up and eat."
Li Qingling rolled her eyes, glanced at him, and then looked back: "Brother, I'm not hungry."
Li Jingchen crossed his arms and asked, "You don't want to eat the noodles that my eldest brother personally cooked for you?"
Hearing this, Li Qingling suddenly got up, reached out and pushed open the window not far away, and looked up at the starry sky.
The age difference made Li Jingchen unable to understand what she was doing: "What are you doing?"
Li Qingling turned around and said, "I was looking to see if the moon was rising from the east tonight, and my eldest brother actually cooked for me himself."
Seeing that she was still in the mood to joke, Li Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and said, "Come down."
"Brother, are you afraid that I will be too hungry to stand still?"
As Li Qingling said that, she looked at the hand that Li Jingchen stretched out and found that——
"Brother, why is there blood on your sleeves?"
Li Jingchen looked down and saw a drop of blood on the white cuffs. It should have been accidentally spattered when he used the hand of the female secretary to open Mr. Ming's mouth.