Chapter 14: The Spectacle

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Ms. Wang explained, “Because my daughter’s school starts on September 1st, she usually takes a nap for two or three hours at lunchtime and wakes up around three o’clock. That day, she got up to catch up on her homework. I overheard her having an argument with my second uncle, though I didn’t catch the details. He left for a trip the next day, so I remember it clearly.”

Xing Hao asked, “Where were you on August 29th and 30th? What were you doing? Is there anyone who can verify this?”

Ms. Wang frowned immediately upon hearing the question. “Officer, are you suspecting that I killed him?”

Xing Hao replied solemnly, “Until the case is fully investigated, anyone could be a suspect.”

Although displeased, Ms. Wang cooperated and recounted her activities over those days. “The housekeeper can confirm it.”

Xing Hao proceeded to ask her several more questions, all of which Ms. Wang answered one by one.

Sang Ye stayed until the police took the body away and then bid Ms. Wang farewell.

Ms. Wang expressed her heartfelt gratitude. “Thank you so much today. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have known there was a corpse hidden in our house.”

Sang Ye smiled wryly, “I hope you don’t mind me meddling.”

Ms. Wang shook her head, “How could I? If not for you, my younger uncle might have remained undiscovered for who knows how long.”

Though just a recent college graduate, her younger uncle respected her, and they had a good relationship.

She then said, “Give me your card number. I owe you today.”

Sang Ye initially wanted to refuse, but Ms. Wang insisted on transferring the money. Reluctantly, Sang Ye gave her the card number but allowed her to transfer only the initial sum of 100,000 yuan.

Ms. Wang even asked her driver to send Sang Ye home.

The next day, when Sang Ye arrived at the shop, Yaoyao heard from somewhere that the Bai family was hosting a grand celebration at the Hyatt Hotel, inviting all the influential people they knew to rejoice in finding their long-lost daughter.

Upon hearing this, a sudden idea sparked in Sang Ye’s mind.

At that moment, the little white cat leaped from the floor onto the table, then climbed up Sang Ye’s clothes all the way to her shoulder. It nearly fell several times, but Sang Ye caught it just in time.

The cat settled on her shoulder, exhaling deeply, as if exhausted from the climb.

Then it spoke excitedly, “Human! She bullied you so much—don’t you want to get back at her?!”

Sang Ye was surprised that the cat shared her thoughts.

She reached inside, took out a small dried fish, and offered it to the cat, scratching under its chin playfully. “Well then, my dear Lord Meow, what do you have in mind?”

The cat squinted its eyes, purred softly, and murmured, “When the time comes, it’s up to me!”

Clutching the fish, its sharp teeth crunching into the treat, the cat nearly fell again due to Sang Ye’s slender shoulders. It gave up and obediently climbed down, still holding the fish.

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The little white cat said, “Listen, I’m the top boss around here! I’ll do this... and that... and then you just...”

After hearing the cat’s plan, Sang Ye found it surprisingly feasible. Her almond-shaped eyes gleamed brightly as she praised, “As expected of Lord Meow.”

“That’s right—I am Lord Meow!” the cat said proudly, lifting its little chin. Its mouth was still dusted with crumbs from the dried fish, making it both adorable and amusing.

Yet, if you looked closely, its ears kept flicking backward—a sign that despite its bravado, it was a bit shy.

Nevertheless, this didn’t slow down its eating pace.

The two of them chatted openly like this. If anyone had walked in at that moment, they would have been quite shocked!

“Human, you said cat food—can you make some for me too?” After finishing its treat, the cat licked its paws clean.

Sang Ye hadn’t expected it to remember her conversation with Yun Duo the previous night. “Of course. Thanks to you handling today’s matter, I’ll treat you to a month’s worth of unique cat meals!”

Then Sang Ye realized the cat had been around for several days, and she still didn’t know its real name, always calling it “little white cat.”

She teased, “What’s your name? Or do you want me to keep calling you Lord Meow?”

The cat answered, “Long Batian!”

Sang Ye blinked in confusion.

The cat repeated itself confidently and puffed out its furry little chest, “My name is Long Batian! Isn’t it super cool and commanding?”

Sang Ye hesitated, then reluctantly nodded, “Uh… very commanding.”

The cat gave her a look that said, “See? I have great taste.” “I saw that name on TV before—it’s just too cool and powerful.”

Then it didn’t forget the matter at hand. “Your business is more important—it affects my month’s worth of cat food! I’ll go call my buddies now.”

With that, it leapt down, ready to gather the cats.

After taking two steps, it turned back cautiously, as if worried she might refuse, and asked softly, “Can you pack some food for them too? They’re all quite pitiful.”

Sang Ye’s heart softened, and she replied warmly, “Of course. They’re welcome anytime.”

She then grabbed a bag, filled it with dried fish, and tied it around the cat. “Here, bring this to your friends.”

The cat happily wagged its tail, “Human, you really are a good person! I wasn’t wrong about you!”

Then it dashed off with the fish.

After the cat left, Sang Ye received a text message alert.

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Opening the message, she was stunned. She hadn’t expected Ms. Wang to transfer such a large amount, with a note saying it was a voluntary gift.

Just as she was about to call Ms. Wang, another message arrived:

“The initial 100,000 was agreed upon from the start. The extra 60,000 is my token of appreciation. It’s not much, but I hope you accept it. Also, this card has been frozen, so don’t bother trying to use it.”

Sang Ye read the message silently.

Ms. Wang had clearly gone to great lengths to make sure she accepted the money.

She could only send her thanks to Mrs. Wang.

About half an hour later, the little white cat returned, accompanied by a group of its friends.

It sat proudly at the front, its tail flicking back and forth.

Sang Ye looked at the two or three dozen stray cats gathered at the door, surprised that the cat had really called so many.

The little white cat boasted, “Human! I brought them all for you!!”

Yaoyao, hearing the commotion, came over and was astonished to see so many stray cats at the entrance.

“Why are there so many strays?”

Then she noticed a familiar white cat at the front. “Is Little White here too?”

Turning to Sang Ye, she asked, “Could it be that these strays all came with him?”

Sang Ye said, “You don’t need to worry about them. I have to go out for a while.”

Yaoyao nodded, puzzled.

On the way to the Hyatt Hotel, many people noticed a peculiar sight: dozens of wild cats running across the main road. Though they quickly scattered, someone managed to film the scene and upload it online, sparking much attention and discussion.

Some said the cats running together meant something big was about to happen.

Others thought the cats were anxious and stressed, possibly due to their large numbers and lack of caretakers, even suggesting the creation of a feeding group.

Some speculated the cats were fleeing from a cruel cat abuser chasing them.

Sang Ye, walking behind, was innocently caught up in the incident. Luckily, no one filmed her; otherwise, she might have been mistaken for the abuser.