Yan Qiu didn't take the paper Qin Mu handed over, but stood up with the cat in his arms. Although the grievances and resentments between them had not been completely settled, Qin Mu had helped him once.

Yan Qiu is not a person who disregards right and wrong, so he still said to him, "Thank you."

After speaking, hugged the cat and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Qin Mu raised his left hand to stand in front of him, then looked down at him, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, and asked lazily, "You just left?"

Yan Qiu thought about it for a while, if Qin Mu was so cruel and threw the cat out yesterday, maybe he would never find it again.

In any case, he can be regarded as the savior of Little Beaver Flower.

So I thought about it, took out my wallet from my pocket, took out 500 yuan and wanted to hand it to him, "Thank you for taking care of my cat yesterday."

Qin Mu looked at the money he handed over and almost laughed out loud. While reaching out to push the money back, he said helplessly, "Yan Qiu, you really have it."

Yan Qiu thought he thought it was too little, so he hesitated and said: "Although I am very grateful to you, you can't take the opportunity to slaughter people and ask for prices."

"Who asked you for money?" Qin Mu was annoyed and funny, "Don't you have any other ways to thank me? For example..."

Yan Qiu: "For example?"

"Take me to a meal or something." It was impossible to expect Yan Qiu to react on his own, so Qin Mu could only speak by himself.

Yan Qiu was silent for a moment.

In fact, he wants to give money more than eating. After all, it’s fine after giving the money, but if you eat, you have to meet more.

But no matter how he said it, he owed him a favor today, Qin Mu himself proposed it, and Yan Qiu had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, but not today." Yan Qiu said, hugging the raccoon cat in his arms tightly. He still has a lot of things to do.

In fact, given how annoying Yan Qiu was to him, it was beyond his expectation that he could agree, so Qin Mu immediately replied: "No rush, contact me when you are free."

"Okay, then I'll go back first." After Yan Qiu finished speaking, he walked out with the cat in his arms.

The originally decadent shoulders straightened again, and he hugged the cat in his arms tightly with both hands.

Qin Mu didn't see him off, but just stood there quietly looking at the back of Yan Qiu holding the cat, for some reason, he felt a little distressed.

It's like Yan Qiu's whole world, only he and that cat are left to depend on each other.

When Yan Qiu returned home with the cat in his arms, the servants were still looking for the cat silently, and the old house was quiet.

Seeing that Yan Qiu brought the cat back, he was relieved in unison.

Yan Qiu pushed open the door, and then saw Grandpa sitting on the sofa alone, with his eyes half closed, looking extremely tired.

Hearing movement at the door, he immediately opened his eyes.

Seeing the cat in Yan Qiu's arms, Mr. Fu let go of his hanging heart.

Although it was just a stray cat, Mr. Fu could also feel Yan Qiu's feelings for it, so when he found out that the cat was lost yesterday, he hurried to get someone to look for it.

But so many people searched all night without any news, so Mr. Fu actually didn't have any hope of finding it back.

Fortunately, Yan Qiu was found.

"Just get it back." Mr. Fu stood up while supporting the sofa and said, he was old and hadn't slept all night, and his body really couldn't take it anymore, "Where did you find it?"

However, Yan Qiu didn't answer his question. He just stroked the cat in his arms reassuringly, then raised his head, looked at Old Master Fu quietly and asked, "Grandpa, did grandma do it?"

After hearing the words, Mr. Fu fell silent, and he knew that he couldn't hide it.

"She..." Mr. Fu knew that they had never dealt with each other, and he didn't want the conflict between them to intensify, so he wanted to explain as much as possible.

But looking at Yan Qiu's eyes, he couldn't utter any words of defense.

When Yan Qiu saw this, he knew that his guess was close to ten.

So he replied, "I see", and walked upstairs with the cat in his arms.

"Xiaoqiu." Old Master Fu knew what he was going to do, and subconsciously stopped him.

But at this time Yan Qiu couldn't listen to it.

He just went straight upstairs and walked to Mrs. Fu's room.

Old Madam Fu's room was dark, and she hadn't gotten up yet, so Yan Qiu turned on the light immediately when she saw this.

The glaring incandescent light came on, and Old Madam Fu opened her eyes with some discomfort.

She sat up and saw that it was Yan Qiu, a trace of anger flashed across her face, but the next second she saw the cat in his arms.

He was a little surprised at first, then turned his head unnaturally, avoiding Yan Qiu's eyes.

"What are you doing so early in the morning?" Mrs. Fu leaned on the pillow, folded her arms around her chest, and said preemptively.

Yan Qiu was too lazy to play dumb with her, so he walked to the bed with the cat in his arms, and asked her, "If you hate me, you can tell me directly, I just leave, why do you want to have trouble with a cat?"

Although Mrs. Fu was wrong about this matter, she is used to being the only one who respects me, so there is no room for doubts from a junior.

What's more, she gets angry when she thinks about it.

In the past, because Fu Shuangchi was allergic to cat hair, and because she loved to be clean all her life and hated these messy things that shed fur, she never had pets at home.

She finally felt better that day, and went downstairs to have a cup of coffee, but she saw a big bag of black things brought down by her aunt from upstairs.

"What did you mention?" Mrs. Fu asked curiously.

Then I heard the servant say, "It's the cat litter that was just replaced."

"Cat litter?" Mrs. Fu immediately frowned upon hearing this, "Where did the cat come from at home?"

The servant also knew that Mrs. Fu hated pets, so she hesitated in answering, "It's... Young Master Qiu's."

When Mrs. Fu heard that it was him again, she immediately became angry.

"When did he raise it? Why didn't I know? Why didn't anyone tell me? Whose home is this?"

Old lady Fu said, put down the coffee cup in her hand heavily, and walked upstairs.

Seeing that something was wrong, the servant hurriedly followed, and then saw Mrs. Fu walking straight to Yan Qiu's room, and pushed the door open.

Then, saw the raccoon cat lying on the bed and sleeping.

The cat seemed to sense her hostility, opened its eyes all of a sudden, stood up and looked at her with its back arched.

Old Madam Fu frowned when she saw it, and the disdain in her eyes was almost overflowing, "Why is it still a local cat? It's as unpleasant as your master."

After finishing speaking, he directly ordered: "Throw it out."

Hearing this, the servant was so frightened that the cat litter in his hand almost fell to the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Ma'am, is this not good?"

Mrs. Fu glanced at her, and only said, "Why don't you go?"

When the servant heard this, he fell silent for a moment.

Obediently put down the cat litter in your hand and hug the cat.

But the cihuamao is very smart. Seeing the servant walking towards it, it immediately ran out.

Mrs. Fu asked several people to catch it, but she didn't catch it.

I saw it running from upstairs to downstairs, smashing several vases in a row, and then ran out by itself while they were opening the door.

Seeing that the house was finally clean, Mrs. Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that Yan Qiu would definitely not let it go, but this was her home after all, and Mrs. Fu was not afraid of him.

But didn't expect that before Yan Qiu came back, he would wait for Mr. Fu to come back first.

When Mr. Fu came back and heard about this incident, he was furious. He immediately quarreled with her and told everyone to find the cat quickly.

As soon as Mrs. Fu asked them to drive the cat out in the afternoon, Mrs. Fu asked someone to look for it.

It's not like slapping her in the face.

Therefore, the old lady Fu became even more angry, "Fu Xiwu, it's just a cat, is it worth your trouble?"

After hearing the words, Mr. Fu looked at her for a moment, "You know it's just a cat, why can't you tolerate it?"

After finishing speaking, he ignored her and went out to look for her.

Mrs. Fu felt short of breath for a while, and hurriedly sat down on the sofa.

Thinking back to when Mr. Fu started from scratch, he got a lot of help from their family. Later, after Mr. Fu's career was successful, they got together as a matter of course.

Mrs. Fu was born rich, and her family was kind to Mr. Fu in the early days of his business, so Mr. Fu has always let her go all his life.

She is also used to domineering.

But I didn't expect that when I was old, I would suddenly be so hard-headed for a cat and myself.

It's just a cat.

"What's wrong with me just can't bear it? I hate things that shed hair, can't I?" Mrs. Fu was unreasonable and strong, her voice was louder than Yan Qiu.

"My cat stays in the room well, and it doesn't seem to fall on you."

"Then I also look like an eyesore."

Yan Qiu sneered when he heard the words, and asked back: "Are you looking at cats as an eyesore? Or is it too late to think of Fu Shuang when you see cats?"

"It's touching. Fu Shuangchi is in jail, and cats are not allowed yet. Are you still waiting for him to come back?"

When Mrs. Fu heard the name, her expression changed instantly, "What do you mean?"

"Fu Shuangchi is allergic to cat fur, so the Fu family never kept cats, right? You really have a deep affection for him? Even if he set fire to the snow field and almost burned your own son and grandson to death, you still have this habit.He kept it. I just wonder if he thought of you when he set the fire?"

"You!" Fu Shuangchi is the child she loves the most, so one can imagine the shock to her when she first learned about it.

Coupled with the rumors and rumors because of it, she was lingering and sick for many days.

Now that she finally recovered, the scar was once again uncovered by Yan Qiu.

Mrs. Fu just felt that she was almost out of breath again.

"But it doesn't matter, so what if Fu Shuangchi isn't your own grandson? Anyway, elder brother likes him. When he comes out ten years later, he can become your grandson-in-law again. You are still a family, and you can continue to love him..”

"What did you say?!" Mrs. Fu has been ill these days, so Mr. Fu didn't dare to tell her about it.

So when she realized what Yan Qiu's words meant, she felt dizzy and almost fainted.

Yan Qiu originally wanted to stab her, but she was a little surprised that she didn't know about it.

Seeing that her face was pale and shocked, and she looked like she was going to faint at any moment, Yan Qiu finally didn't say any more.

Turn around and hold the cat to go.

However, Mrs. Fu stopped him, "You mean...Shuang Chi and Shen Ze?"

Yan Qiu turned around and looked at her coldly, "You don't believe me? Ask someone you believe in."

After speaking, he returned to his room with the cat in his arms and began to pack his luggage.

Little Lihua probably guessed what he meant, and took the initiative to get into the cat bag, obediently waiting for Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu didn't have many things, only a few clothes, two sets of carving knives, some wood and half-carved works.

So clean up quickly.

When he went downstairs with the suitcase and cat bag, grandpa was already sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Looking at his packed luggage, he sighed, "I knew you wouldn't stay here any longer."

Yan Qiu looked at his grandfather and said, "Sorry."

Grandpa shook his head, "I didn't take good care of you."

Then, he took a key and handed it to him, "This is a flat on Pingkang Road. It's near the company. It's more convenient for you to go to work."

"No need." Yan Qiu looked at the old man in front of him. Whether it was the previous life or this life, the contact and bond between them was not that deep, but because of their blood relationship, grandpa has always taken care of him.

This is also one of the few warmth he felt in Fu's house.

But... that's all.

After all, there was a gap of more than twenty years in getting along and feeling between them, so Yan Qiu couldn't accept what he gave with peace of mind.

"My money is enough for me to rent a house." Yan Qiu tried to keep his tone light, "Grandpa, don't worry about me, I will come back to see you often."

After speaking, he carried the suitcase and cat bag and walked out.

When he walked out of the gate of the old house, Yan Qiu still couldn't help but glanced back. Anyway, there was a time when grandpa really gave him the feeling of home.

Little Lihua seemed to have sensed his sentimentality, so she whined softly in the cat bag.

Yan Qiu opened the cat bag and rubbed its head, not knowing if he was comforting it or himself.

"It's okay, we'll have a home."

Renting a house is not an easy task.

Therefore, Yan Qiu could only take the cat and live in the hotel first, and then pay attention to the rental revelation next to the company while going to work.

Every day besides going to work, I go to look at the houses nearby. I am so busy that I am dizzy, and the progress of wood carving has also slowed down.

Originally, I wanted to call and explain to Master that there should be more statues of Bodhisattvas carved this week.

But when he took out his phone, he realized that he didn't have Mr. Li's contact information, so he could only go there on weekends to explain in person.

After finally looking at a house, made an appointment with the landlord to see the house at night.

However, he didn't expect to see Qin Mu downstairs in the company right after he got off work.

Seeing him waiting for someone, Yan Qiu guessed that he might be waiting for Fu Chenze, so he planned to bypass him directly.

However, before taking a few steps, he was stopped by Qin Mu.

"It's really hard to see you." Qin Mu looked at him and said.

Yan Qiu stopped and asked in surprise, "Are you waiting for me?"

Qin Mu looked at his bewildered expression, and asked back, "What? You want to forfeit what you owe me?"

It was only then that Yan Qiu remembered that he had promised Qin Mu about it. Of course, he didn't want to renege on the debt, but he was too busy recently, so he couldn't care less about the treats.

But Yan Qiu also didn't expect that the eldest son of the Qin family had never eaten anything, and he really missed his meal.

"No, I just have something to do recently." Yan Qiu said, "When I have been busy for a while, I will definitely invite you sincerely and solemnly."

"Are you busy today?" Qin Mu asked.

Yan Qiu looked down at the time, "I have something to do right now."

"But you have to eat." Qin Mu said, "You go ahead and I can wait for you."

Having reached this point, Yan Qiu had no choice but to agree, "Okay, how about you..."

Yan Qiu originally wanted to say what he wanted to eat, so he could go to the restaurant first, and go there when he was done with work.

However, Qin Mu didn't listen to what he said at all. He took out the car keys and said to him, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

It seemed that Qin Mu had to eat this meal today, so Yan Qiu had no choice but to follow, and rushed to the nearby apartment with him.

Yan Qiu was very satisfied with the house. It was a five-minute walk from the company. The security was very good, and all kinds of facilities around were complete. Of course, the price was also expensive.

However, the salary Fu Jianting gave him was not low, but he could afford it.

Qin Mu thought he had something to do, but he didn't expect that he was looking at the house. Thinking of what he said that day, it really became a prophecy, and he wanted to slap himself for a while.

But it was hard to say anything in front of the landlord, so it was not until I got back in the car that I tentatively asked, "Why did you suddenly start looking for a house? You don't live in the old house anymore?"

Yan Qiu didn't want to mention a single word about those things about the Fu family, so he didn't want to explain too much, so he just replied, "Yeah."

"Grandpa Fu really kicked you out? It shouldn't be, Grandpa Fu is not such a person."

"It's not grandpa." Yan Qiu subconsciously began to defend Mr. Fu, "I wanted to move out myself."

"It's good." Although Qin Mu didn't know what happened, he always felt that it had something to do with the cat, so he didn't want to ask too many questions, so he said in relief, "It's so comfortable to live alone, and I want to move out too, but our familyNo, it’s nonsense logic to say that if you have a good relationship, you have to live together.”

They chatted all the way, and then Yan Qiu saw Qin Mu drive the car to the French restaurant he and Li Zhi had been to last time.

Although he didn't pay for it last time, he went back and checked, and the average person in this restaurant was 6,000.

Yan Qiu remembered his five hundred budget, and turned his head to look at Qin Mu sadly.

This bastard really wanted to kill him.

Qin Mu stopped the car, and seeing that Yan Qiu had no intention of getting down, he turned his head and met Yan Qiu's eyes, instantly understood what he meant, and couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, I'll treat you this time, I won't cheat you."

As he said that, he came over to open the car door for Yan Qiu, but Yan Qiu still refused to get down, and said to him: "This is not suitable, I have agreed and I will invite you."

"Yes, but I'm not trying to change your impression of me." Qin Mu said, meeting his eyes, "After eating my meal, don't bother me so much, okay?"

Yan Qiu looked at Qin Mu, and for a moment seemed to have returned to the time when they hadn't clarified everything in the previous life.

Qin Mu was like this in front of him, humorous, gentle and courteous.

Will care about his feelings, take into account his thoughts.

But Yan Qiu knew that everything was just an appearance.

It was just a game he and Fu Shuangchi played together.

The Qin Mu who had made his heart flutter in the previous life was nothing more than a mirror image, painted by him and Fu Shuangchi with blood, a human skin used to play tricks on him.

Even if those things had nothing to do with the current Qin Mu, he still couldn't let go of the past, so Yan Qiu shook his head and replied, "No."

"You..." Qin Mu was choked, and then smiled helplessly, "You are really helpless."

"Okay." Qin Mu nodded to signal him to come down, "Then you can continue to bother me."

The two went up to the restaurant together, and as soon as they entered, Yan Qiu subconsciously looked at the seat where he and Mr. Li sat last time.

They came by coincidence, and there was no one there.

So when the waiter asked him where he wanted to sit, Yan Qiu pointed to the window seat without hesitation.

"Okay, please follow me." The waiter said, leading them over.

The two sat down, and the waiter handed over the menu.

Yan Qiu didn't look at it, but ordered the few items that Mr. Li ordered last time from memory.

Qin Mu looked surprised on the opposite side, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you been here?"

"Are you surprised?" Yan Qiu asked back, "I've been here before, too."

Qin Mu was rendered speechless by what he said, "Actually not, I'm just..."

Speaking of this, Qin Mu sighed, "Why do you always speculate on me with the greatest malice?"

Yan Qiu didn't speak, but turned to look at the night scene outside the window, and said after a long time, "Probably because your friend is Fu Shuangchi."

This long silent name successfully chilled the atmosphere between them for a moment.

Qin Mu was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "I didn't expect him to do such a thing. We grew up together, and he has always..."

Yan Qiu didn't want to listen to his arguments, and it happened that the appetizers were served at this time, so he said to him: "Let's eat."

Although Qin Mu said that he was here to invite him, Yan Qiu didn't want to owe him any more favors.

So halfway through the excuse to go to the toilet to check out.

Unexpectedly, the waiter checked their table numbers and said, "Hi sir, the computer shows that your account has already been settled."

"It's over, how is this possible?" He and Qin Mu had been in the same position just now, and neither of them had ever left. It couldn't be that Qin Mu had already tied up when he first arrived, right?

"Who paid the bill?" Yan Qiu asked curiously.

"It's the gentleman from No. 8." The waiter said, gesturing to Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu looked in the direction of the waiter's finger, and saw that No. 8 was not far from where he and Qin Mu were.

Because the privacy here is better, it is semi-enclosed, and the positions are cleverly separated by various bouquets and decorations.

So Yan Qiu could only vaguely see the back of a man in a suit and the part of his right arm that was exposed because he was resting on the side of the sofa.

Yan Qiu subconsciously took a step forward, getting closer and seeing more clearly.

Then he saw the man's dark gray suit fit the contours of his arms tightly, with a mechanical-looking French cuff button adorning the well-tailored sleeves.

The handsome wrist protruded from the cuff, and a Patek Philippe star was worn on it. The bony fingers were slightly lowered, and an unlit cigarette was held between the fingertips, and the fingers were caressing the cigarette butt.

Although he could only see so much, Yan Qiu still recognized him for some reason.

It's Mr. Li.

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