Chapter 157: The Talking Rat

Chapter 157: The Talking Rat

That apple was eventually shared with Wu Yuan.

After finishing it, she felt satisfied.

He Ping threw the entire strip of apple peel into the trash.

He glanced at Song Qingyu's belly, then quickly looked away, sighing, "I never expected Qingyu to be the first in our class to get married and have a baby."

Wu Yuan nodded.

"Exactly, even Jia Jia, who dated someone for five years, hasn't gotten married. Our Qingyu is quick to act."

Chen Yujia's expression looked as if she had swallowed a fly.

"Don't bring up that jerk again, just thinking about him makes me sick!"

Wu Yuan deliberately said in a high-pitched voice, "Oh, I wonder who was madly in love back then!"

Chen Yujia retorted, "So what? Everyone makes mistakes when they're young. Look at me now, I'm doing great!"

"Yeah, yeah, we know how great Dr. Chen is to you."

Wu Yuan patted He Ping, who was sitting beside her, and sighed, "Ping Ping, I wonder when we'll ever find someone."

He Ping suddenly showed a shy smile.

"I don't know about you, but I think I'll be off the market soon."

Wu Yuan was shocked, "What? Ping Ping, are you ditching me too?"

"I'm really sorry."

"Who is she? How did you meet? Spill the beans!"

He Ping cleared his throat, pretending to be calm, "It's no big deal, we just met at work after graduation..."

Hearing the juicy details, everyone perked up.

"Ma'am, the doctor is here to check on Miss Song."

"Okay, let them in."

Meanwhile, the nanny, Auntie Qi, came to the balcony and helped Song Qingyu get comfortable on the hospital bed.

As the curtains closed, He Ping whispered, "Qingyu's divorce must be her ex-husband's fault, right? What did he do? Was he abusive? Did he cheat?"

Fu Yining awkwardly said, "I'm sorry, it's a family shame, and I didn't raise my son right."

"Sis, this isn't your fault. You're the one taking care of Qingyu now. Where's her ex-husband's family?"

Wu Yuan rolled her eyes.

"Ping Ping, do you realize who you're talking to?"

"What? Why is everyone staring at me like that?"

Did I say something wrong?

Chen Yujia replied, "Sister Ning is the mother of the ex-husband you were talking about!"

He Ping: "Wait... what?"

He looked at Wu Yuan, who nodded.

"You heard that right!"

He Ping swallowed hard, trying to process the news. "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were... the ex-husband's mom."

"It's alright."

Fu Yining told him not to feel guilty.

"Actually, you're right. My son hasn't been the best person."

And "she" hasn't been much better.

In the afternoon, Yu Mingze, who had been driving for several hours, got home to find out that his mother had already taken Song Qingyu to the hospital.

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"Why didn't they wait for me?"

Wang Yue smiled and replied, "Young Master, Madam thought you'd be too tired from the trip and wanted you to rest tonight before heading over."

The butler had worked hard to keep the family harmony.

"Oh, I see!"

The Young Master cheered up again.

"Butler Wang, are my parents coming back tonight?"

"Madam is staying at the hospital with Miss Song, but Sir will be back."

Yu Mingze nodded.

He decided to rest upstairs for a bit, change, and then head to the hospital to see them.

"Butler Wang, I'll be in my room. Let me know if my dad gets back."

"Certainly, Young Master."

Yu Mingze turned around and instinctively clicked his tongue, preparing to take a few cats back to his room to sleep.

"Xiaomi? Pippi?"

"Meow!"

After a moment, only Fu Xiaomi answered.

The other two rascals were missing.

Yu Mingze picked up the plump, ball-like Fu Xiaomi into his arms and headed upstairs, calling out for the other two.

"Xiaomi, are your two mischief-makers in the room?"

"Mrow?"

"Should we go up and check?"

Yu Mingze gave the cat a big kiss.

As the man and the cat reached the third floor, they saw the young maid Cheng Yu rushing out of the cat room in a panic.

"Butler Wang, there's a rat in the house! Oh, it's you, Young Master!"

Yu Mingze's face immediately turned serious.

"A rat? Where?"

"Pipi and Qiuqiu have caught it."

The little rat was being toyed with by them, chased around the room for fun.

Cheng Yu was scared of nothing except rats and cockroaches.

She didn't dare to deal with the "mess" in the room by herself, so she had to come out to seek help.

"You go get Butler Wang; I'll check it out first."

"Young Master, watch out!"

"Hmph, what harm can a rat do to me?"

Yu Mingze sneered.

Cheng Yu was silent...

No, she feared the Young Master might let the trapped rat escape!

Yu Mingze cradled Fu Xiaomi as he headed to their private cat room, "Mimi, your kittens are incredible, just two months old and already catching rats!"

"Meow!"

"But our Mimi is still the greatest! Give your brother another kiss!"

Fu Xiaomi tilted its head, unable to dodge, feeling that his tone sounded very familiar.

Just like the mother who had brought it home!

Yu Mingze approached the cat room door, carefully opened it a crack, and squeezed himself and Fu Xiaomi inside.

The bright room featured several plush cat beds and a lavish cat climbing frame by the wall, adored by the cats.

At that moment, two kittens were crouched in the corner, their tiny paws still batting at something before them.

Yu Mingze crept over on tiptoe.

Fu Xiaomi, cradled in his arms, caught a whiff of the new scent in the room and suddenly perked up.

"Mimi, stay still! Be careful not to fall!"

"Meow!"

Hearing their voices, the two kittens turned, and Yu Mingze spotted the little rat pinned under their paws.

It was indeed a small rat, Yu Mingze estimated it was not even as big as his palm, no wonder it could be played with by two kittens just over two months old.

"Pipi, Qiuqiu, the rat is too dirty, stop playing with it!"

Yu Mingze didn't dare to put Fu Xiaomi down from his arms. With her current excitement, she might just swallow the little rat in one gulp.

But neither the two little kittens nor Fu Xiaomi listened to him.

Yu Mingze looked at the little rat pinned under Pipi's paw, its eyes squeezed shut and its legs flailing in the air, and grimaced in disgust.

Is it dead? That would be even more disgusting.

"Hey, Pipi, don't bite!"

The little rat, seeing no movement above for a long time, peeked cautiously through a slit in its eyes, only to see a gaping mouth lunging towards it.

Its eyes flew open in terror.

"Help! Don't eat me!"

"...?"

Yu Mingze scratched his head, puzzled.

He must be seeing things.

Since when can rats talk?