Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

Fu Xiao's house.

Little Sugar Cake stumbled open his eyes.

Somehow, when Fu Xiao rescued him from the fire, he was surrounded by a strange sleepiness, and he fell asleep in Fu Xiao's arms on the spot.

I don't know how long I have slept now.

The white cat stood up and looked around, it was in Fu Xiao's study.

The night outside the window seemed to be deep, and there was only loneliness left.

He looked up at the hanging clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to 2.

Is it two in the morning?

"Little candy?" A very familiar voice sounded.

The little sugar cake turned to look at the other side, where was Fu Xiao's office desk, and at this time, Fu Xiao stood up from the chair, with an unconcealed joy on his stern face, his steps lost the calmness of the past, with With very little anxiety on him, he walked over to Little Sugar Cake.

Little Sugar Cake's eyes lit up and walked towards Fu Xiao with small steps.

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand.

He went up to the nest skillfully and rubbed on Fu Xiao affectionately.

Fu Xiao hasn't slept yet at two o'clock, is he waiting for him to wake up?

The big pig's hoof still has some conscience, and he is worthy of his usual cover.

And this time, Fu Xiao didn't scratch his chin, but held his front paws, turned him over, and carefully touched him from the head to the feet. After confirming again that there was no problem, he still looked at him worriedly. Holding a small sugar cake, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Under such circumstances, Little Sugar Cake suddenly fell asleep in his arms and couldn't wake up, but he was frightened.

He even handed the end of the fire to Secretary Zhang, and asked Dr. Wu to come over.

Even if Dr. Wu carefully checked Xiaotangcake to ensure that Xiaotangcake was just too tired and would wake up after a sleep, Fu Xiao was still worried and waited for Xiaotangcake to wake up while handling official business.

Fortunately, the little sugar cake finally woke up.

Hearing Fu Xiao's words of concern.

Little Candy Cake raised his head, rolled up his tail lively, and looked at Fu Xiao with a meow of energy.

Full of air.

Fu Xiao was relieved, he stretched out his head mercilessly, flicked the small sugar cake's forehead and said, "Why did you run in? What's the use of you being so small?"

The cat covered his forehead and meowed in pain.

Big smelly socks are too much!

Little Sugar Cake just wanted to accuse Fu Xiao of what he had just done.

But Fu Xiao squeezed his arms tightly and hugged him tightly in his arms.

The little sugar cake was stunned.

Fu Xiaosi's voice whispered in his ears: "Have you ever thought that if, in case, you didn't come out of the fire, you would—"

He didn't finish his words, and he didn't seem to have the courage to say that word.

Little Sugar Cake's almond-like eyes looked at Fu Xiao ignorantly. At this moment, he seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

He rested his head on Fu Xiao's shoulder, and let Fu Xiao hold it obediently.

Fu Xiao's rare abnormality only lasted for a short moment.

Soon Fu Xiao became the man who could never go wrong in the eyes of Little Sugar Cake.

He put the small sugar cake on the desk, and said with a fleeting sourness in his voice: "Rong Hang is fine, his foot is injured and he needs to stay in the hospital for a few days."

God is fine.

The white long-haired cat sighed in relief.

But he soon discovered that things were not easy.

No, why did Fu Xiao suddenly say this?

He keenly sensed something was wrong, his back stiffened, and he immediately raised his eyes to look at Fu Xiao.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Fu Xiaopi raised the corners of his lips without smiling, and spit out a few words from his thin lips: "Rong Hang and you have a good relationship, how about I go on a business trip in a few days and send you to Rong Hang's house for a while? Sample?"

To die to die—

Little Sugar Cake secretly screamed badly, she rolled up her tail to please, and went forward, her voice very flattering: "Meow meow meow—"

How can you compare to Mr. Fu!

Even if you are on a business trip, I am at home waiting for you to come back!

Little Sugar Cake hurriedly expressed her loyalty, stretched out her head to rub Fu Xiao's hand, and called out sweetly.

Even so, the little sugar cake couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

If you go to the male god's house, don't you live with the male **** at the same time? The male **** is so gentle and will feed him with his own hands, it's cool to think about it.

The little sugar cake didn't show on his face, he shook his fluffy tail, raised his head and raised his chest, walked around Fu Xiao a few times, rubbing against Fu Xiao as he walked, he was going to do everything he could.

Fu Xiao, who was originally unmoved, suddenly glanced at the part where the tail of the sugar cake connects to the body. A smile flashed in his usually stern eyes, and then he immediately turned his head to look aside, as if he didn't want to make himself laugh. generally.

The little sugar cake, who was familiar with every expression of Fu Xiao, felt bad for a moment, and turned to look at the place where Fu Xiao had just looked.

Then he widened his eyes.

the next morning.

In front of a luxurious floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The little sugar cake opened his eyes and stared at himself in the mirror without moving.

Sapphire eyes are full of unrequited love.

Is the cat in the mirror still him?

The fluffy cat had no more snow-white cat hair, and the pure white cat hair adhered to his body and disappeared in front of his ass.

A large chunk of hair is missing from the side of his ass.

gone.

Really Bald Meow Little Sugar Cake lay on the ground and cried out in despair.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

The little sugar cake immediately stood up and squatted, hiding the bald spot well without showing a trace.

The housekeeper grandpa put the cat food on the table.

At this time in the past, the little sugar cake couldn't wait to jump on it.

The housekeeper's grandfather looked at the small candy cake strangely: "Why don't you eat the small candy cake, isn't it delicious?"

The little sugar cake meowed reluctantly.

Fu Xiao glanced at him, looked away unnaturally, coughed lightly, and couldn't help covering his lips with his hands.

Little Sugar Cake glared at Fu Xiao angrily.

Fu Xiao immediately said seriously, "It's not hungry yet."

After the housekeeper's grandfather left, Little Sugar Cake was relieved when he saw that there was no one else to his left, jumped onto the table and sighed, and began to eat his breakfast sadly.

Seeing his sullen appearance, Fu Xiao comfortably touched the small sugar cake's hair and said, "Don't be sad, your hair is all burnt. We won't be able to tell if there is any burn unless it is shaved clean."

Little Sugar Cake looked sadly at her cat meal and buried her head in it sadly.

The cats who came to the yard for breakfast this morning discovered a strange thing. Their eldest, who used to be lively and active, was squatting on the stool today.

Silly Baitian asked strangely, "Little white cat, what's the matter with you?"

Little Sugar Cake held back the grief in her heart: "It's okay, I'm too tired to stand, I just want to squat."

Xiao Hei, who was already a big cat, licked silly Baitian's fur and couldn't help but think that Xiao Tangcake was really a strange cat.

The yard is also alive today.

The extremely thick-skinned fat orange shameless and only a few months old kitten boasted: "Alas, many humans like me and want to be my master, so I just reluctantly agreed to make them not sad. ."

The kittens looked at the fat orange with star eyes full of admiration, and said in a milky voice, "Really?"

"Is this still fake?" Fat Orange sighed, "Being liked by too many people is also a trouble. I'm tired of running around a few houses every day."

The kittens were even more envious.

The mother cat on the side rolled her eyes, stretched out her claws, and slapped one of the kittens on the head, slapped them awake from their sweet dreams, and then pulled them away.

Seeing that every cat was doing its own thing, Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief, and while everyone was not paying attention, he stood up and stretched his squatting hind legs that were somewhat numb.

He was about to sit back when he turned his head, just in line with Fat Orange's gaze.

Little Sugar Cake just wanted to stretch out his front paws to signal Fat Orange to shut up.

However, before he could speak, the next second, Fat Ju rolled on the ground while laughing while holding his stomach, and shouted: "Hahaha, the little white cat is finally bald! He is bald!"

Dozens of pairs of cat-eye brushes glanced at the small sugar cake.

Under the shocked gazes of the cats, the little candy cake maintained the posture of stretching out his left front paw, and raised his head and screamed in grief and indignation in the eyes of the cats: "Meow—"

Fat orange!

I have a mortal hatred with you!

After the cat's breakfast is gone.

Silly Baitian didn't leave, Xiaohei wondered, "Why don't you go back?"

Although Silly Baitian played with him outside when his master went to work, but in the morning after eating, when his master was at home preparing to go to work, Silly Baitian would still go home for face at that time every day.

Silly Baitian sighed and said, "I don't want to go back?"

Xiao Hei stood up abruptly and said, "Why didn't you go back, did your master bully you?"

He knows that humans are reliable!

Silly Baitian shook her head and said, "I saw the woman who often came to Xiaobai Mao's house. She often came to my master's house these days, and I even saw them hugging each other. I don't want her to be my mistress."

The little sugar cake who was squatting on the stone steps suddenly stood up, and his eyes lit up!

A woman who comes often? Feng Jiaming?

Has she hugged Fu Wei?

What have they hooked up with?

The little sugar cake cheered up and couldn't help but scratch his claws. He must find a way to tell Fu Xiao this kind of thing, he can't let Fu Xiao run horses over his head!

He turned his head to silly Bai Tian and asked Feng Jiaming to inform him the next time he went to find Fu Wei.

Silly Baitian agreed and left.

At this moment, Fu Xiao walked out.

Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Xiao with deep eyes.

Waiting for him to bring Fu Xiao to catch Fu Weifeng Jiaming.

Fu Xiao will definitely be grateful to himself and give him a snack.

From now on, he will live a fairy life of delicious mountain and sea delicacies, endless dried fish, and two ice creams every day.

Fu Xiao smiled bitterly and looked at the little candy cake who didn't know what he was thinking about: "Let's go, let's go see Rong Hang."

In Rong Hang's ward.

The gentle and handsome man is resting in front of the hospital bed.

Fu Xiao came in with a small sugar cake.

Rong Hang smiled and said, "Is the little sugar cake here?"

The little sugar cake originally wanted to jump on Rong Hang, but when he thought of Fu Xiao who was holding him——

He could only squat on Fu Xiao with restraint, looking at Rong Hang with bright eyes.

Fu Xiao sat on the sofa beside him and said, "Secretary Zhang has already sent to investigate the cause of the fire, and the results will be available in the next two days."

Rong Hang nodded. He looked at Fu Xiao and Xiao Tangcake and said, "Thank you."

Fu Xiao said lightly: "No thanks, if something happens to you, the movie will not go on, and the stars will suffer heavy losses." Rong Hang hid the injury this time.

The reason is that he is afraid that his injury will have a negative impact on the crew.

Fu Xiao also remembered this favor.

Rong Hang looked at Fu Xiao and frowned slightly. This time Fu Xiao can be said to have saved his life. Did Fu Xiao really come here just to see him?

You know, his contract is about to expire.

Is Xingchen really willing to let him go?

"I'm here to negotiate a contract with you." Sitting on the sofa, Fu Xiao held a small sugar cake and said it directly.

Rong Hang was taken aback by Fu Xiao's confession. He thought for a while before saying, "What does Mr. Fu think?"

Fu Xiao shuffled through the long hair of the small sugar cake with his fingers: "Of course I want to renew the contract with you."

A frequent visitor to the International Mainstream Gold Awards.

In other words, when it comes to domestic actors, the world's first reaction is Rong Hang.

Foreign media once commented on Rong Hang like this - only one Rong Hang has appeared in Asia in the past 100 years.

And Xingchen has only cultivated one Ronghang in the world over the years.

Besides, Rong Hang is in his prime as an actor, how could Xingchen let him go?

There is a little struggle in Rong Hang's eyes. He is not an innocent person. After being rescued by Fu Xiao yesterday, he has been thinking about this problem, but now that the knife has finally fallen, he is more relaxed.

He originally didn't want to be bound and wanted to set up his own studio, but Fu Xiao rescued him.

It's a life saver after all.

What's more, after getting along these few times, Rong Hang's view of Fu Xiao has changed a lot. It seems that it is not impossible to cooperate with Fu Xiao. He hesitated for a moment and was about to agree.

But Fu Xiao said, "Don't remember to promise. I know you are hesitant because I saved you, but I saved you and it has nothing to do with renewing the contract."

He scratched the chin of the sugar cake and looked at the white long-haired cat in his arms: "I saved you just because of the sugar cake. You don't need to confuse these two things."

Rong Hang was taken aback.

What does Fu Xiao mean?

Fu Xiao said, "I know you want to set up an independent studio."

Rong Hang was silent and did not deny it.

Fu Xiao added: "That's why you want to set up a studio to get your own movies out of your country, or else you won't accept this movie, and Xingchen's purpose is also this."

"It's not enough to do this on your own. Xingchen can help you more."

"I can give you a lot of freedom, I can't say it without proof, this is the contract, you can see-"

Rong Hang took over the contract and flipped through a few pages. The more he read, the more frightened he became. After reading it, he said in disbelief, "Xingchen and I set up my studio together?"

Fu Xiao nodded in disbelief.

Rong Hang closed the contract and closed his eyes. The temptation of this contract was too great. Even if Fu Xiao didn't save him, he would hesitate.

But since Fu Xiao had already prepared such a contract, why should he give it to him at this time?

Wasn't Fu Xiao afraid that he thought that he would be self-defeating because of his favor?

The doubts in his eyes were too obvious, and Fu Xiao also noticed it, he evoked a confident smile and said: "You are a bright person, this contract is open and honest, and I have nothing to avoid. Why can't I give it to you at this time?"

People like He Ronghang don't need to use the means of shopping malls.

The same is the best.

Rong Hang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "Fu Xiao, you are really a person full of surprises. I never seem to know you."

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows.

Rong Hang closed the contract and said, "I promise."

Fu Xiao was not surprised when he achieved his goal, he picked up the small sugar cake and prepared to leave.

Before he left, Rong Hang suddenly asked, "What will happen if I don't promise you?"

Fu Xiao paused, smiled and said nothing.

If Rong Hang does not agree, an independent investment company called Heishan will soon find him and inject capital into his studio with conditions that he cannot refuse.

Fu Xiao hugged the cat in his arms and walked away quickly.

What he saw, of course, was inevitable.

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