Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

"Excellent, successful infiltration..."

A black-backed, white-bellied, cloud-patterned adult cat, taking advantage of a moment when security wasn't looking, successfully leaped over the outer wall of Kowloon Residence and stood proudly on the roof of the Kowloon Residence reception building.

Facing the high wind, it slightly adjusted its coat, revealed its front paw adorned with a black jade bracelet, and raised its single gold-rimmed monocle, which hadn't slipped down. Its whiskers trembled, and with a disdainful smile, it spoke in human language:

"Hmph! How dare a mere mortal's property stop me, Du?"

"Next, let's see if we can find that troublesome guy..."

"If even I, the master, can't find it, then I'll have to report it to the boss... Meow???"

Old Master Du, who was speeding around the rooftop, suddenly stopped and, incredulously, used the pink paw pads of his cat to push the gold-rimmed monocle further inward.

What did it see?!

He leaped down, stealthily following, and Old Master Du crouched in the shadows, trailing the figure until it left the Nine Dragons Residence—

so similar!

They look so alike!

Is that Hitomi?!

Isn't that Hitomi?!

Could she really be at Kowloon Residence?

However, she exuded a cold, unapproachable aura. Her disheveled hair partially obscured her face, but her haggard appearance was still evident. Although her clothes were simple, Mr. Du recognized them as belonging to the most prestigious brand in the entire Kowloon district...

If it were Tong, her temperament wouldn't match at all—besides, she wasn't wearing her usual outfit, which was both outdated and trendy, old and new.

All sorts of doubts made Master Du hesitate to admit it—but if it really was Tong, how could she, as the Dragon's offspring, not sense that You Mao was following her?

Something is wrong!

Something's definitely not right!

After following for a short distance, Master Du keenly realized that this fellow was heading straight for the Dragon Tide Pavilion!

Now I'm 99% certain that she is Tong.

What on earth did she go through?

Wow, such a big change?

It's only been one night!

I, Lao Du, am just so curious!

But no matter how much Master Du thought about it, he could only watch the man walk with his head down and couldn't find an answer.

She seemed to be in a bad mood, withdrawn and wanting to isolate herself from the outside world.

But the more Master Du tried to find out the reason for the change in the pupils, the more it itched in his heart, as if he were scratching at it with his own claws...

Hey! Why don't we just go and ask her directly?

Let's not even talk about whether I, Lao Du, and she "have" children or not; Lao Du isn't a "human"!

So there's no need to "keep away"!

As expected of me, Du!

They grasped the crux of the problem immediately!

And so, Du Maomao stopped hiding and flashed in front of Tong, squatting down on the ground like a domineering tiger blocking her way. She stroked her whiskers with her claws, her shrewd vertical pupils scrutinizing Tong's haggard face, and calmly said:

"Hitomi? Where have you been gallivanting off to this time?"

"Today is payday! Do you know how much trouble it took for me, Du, to go out and look for you?"

"Why don't you confess the truth right now?!"

Master Du knew that Tong had gone to Kowloon Residence, but he just wouldn't say—hey, it would be more interesting to hear her tell me herself!

If the other party is lying, what Master Du saw and heard can also be used as a trump card. Revealing it at a crucial moment can disrupt the other party's strategy!

This is me, Du.

The cat with flawless strategies!

"Master Du..."

When Tong met someone she knew... well, Zhi Mao, she could no longer suppress the overwhelming grievances and pain in her heart. She choked out her name and called out to Master Du, hoping to get his comfort.

Even when Tong saw Du Maomao, she couldn't help but squat down, open her arms, and want to hug Master Du and give him a good rub to relieve her sorrow.

But can I, Du, be held in her arms and manipulated at will?

Where is my dignity then?

If other employees of Longchao Pavilion saw this, what would become of my dignity?

How am I supposed to discipline them from now on?

Even if you're heartbroken right now, I'm not going to give you a hug!

Master Du sneered, thinking: At most, I'll jump onto her shoulder and offer some comfort, but don't even think about anything else!

Immediately, it pushed off with its hind legs, dodging Tong's grab, and was about to jump onto Tong's shoulder.

Just as Master Du's agile figure leaped into the air and he had chosen his landing spot, he was preparing to land gracefully.

But in that instant of takeoff, Mr. Du felt a sudden unease, his temples throbbed, and his once-soft fur stood on end.

"Buhou! Is there a murderous aura?"

Having followed Boss Shen around for many years, Master Du had developed a keen sense of danger and trusted his intuition implicitly!

So, while in the air, Master Du performed a move where his left front paw stepped on his right front paw and then his hind paw, completing a triple jump in the air in a very physics-defying manner. Before even touching Tong, he jumped three meters away from her!

Upon landing, Mr. Du's eyes widened in terror as he glanced left and right, his quick eyes scanning the endless stream of people coming and going.

But no matter what they did, they couldn't find the murderer who wanted to kill it!

Mr. Du stood upright, panting with his tongue lolling out, wiping the fine beads of cold sweat from his nose with the pink pads of his paws...

"Phew... Phew... That was close..."

A series of physics-defying actions greatly depleted Mr. Du's physical strength.

Old Master Du had a premonition that if it had touched Tong just now, its cat life would probably have been in danger on the spot.

"Luckily, I, Du, am... agile... meow..."

The next moment, as if he had grasped something, Master Du's suspicious cat-like eyes scanned Tong back and forth...

Is it the enemies of Longchao Pavilion who have come knocking on our door, or is it my enemies who have come knocking on our door?

Is the danger lurking in the shadows?

Or is it on Tong?

I, Lao Du, have all hidden away in Nakaura...

Or is it some new trouble that Tong has gotten himself into?

That guy is such a handful!

I, Du, am just a cat. Is it really necessary to "value" me, Du, like this?

Whether the murderous intent just now came from new sorrows or old grudges, Master Du could clearly sense that it was aimed at him.

For a moment, Mr. Du was on edge, his little cat brain working at full capacity, but he couldn't come up with a solution. He paced back and forth, filled with suspicion and doubt...

(dark place,

White Dove: It's just a cute kitten, huh? Are we going to go after kittens too?

Dujuan: Hearing that he is called "Master", I suppose he is male. Our master has ordered that any creature of the opposite sex that gets close to him be killed. He has never let that little fox go.

White Dove (seeing that Master Du was so flustered that he was about to bite his tail, she felt sorry for him): How about I ask my master for permission?

Cuckoo: Such a trivial matter, if you trouble my lord again, what use are we? Besides, a beast that speaks human language must be a demon. What harm would it do to kill it? If it behaves itself, that's fine, but if it does... better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.

Tong had no idea what Master Du was thinking.

All she knew and saw was that when she was at her most heartbroken, lost, wronged, and had nowhere to vent her frustrations and needed comfort—!

Not only did he cruelly refuse to let her touch him, but he even used a triple jump in mid-air to escape from him with extreme disgust!

Am I some kind of dirty thing?! Huh?!

Tong's already broken heart was further trampled by Master Du's actions, throwing her already shattered and crushed heart into a stinking ditch for another round of destruction...

Before today, Tong thought she was strong enough – after all this time, what demons and monsters hadn't she seen, and what was the coldness and warmth of human relationships?

Even as a newcomer to society, she suffered endless hardships, to the point that for a time no one could believe her...

After years of navigating the social scene, she finally settled down at Longchao Pavilion—it could be said that Longchao Pavilion was the first safe haven Tong found, even though the boss was mysterious and the cat-like butler in charge of the money was incredibly stingy...

but!

Undeniably, Dragon Tide Pavilion provided Tong with a place to stay and was the starting point of Tong's career. At the same time, they shared the same ambition—to find the Supreme Dragon Curse.

Tong had worked at Longchao Pavilion for several years, sharing the same work and relationships with Master Du and Boss Shen. She had long considered Longchao Pavilion her home, and Master Du and Boss Shen as family and comrades she could rely on and confide in…

but!

When she needed someone to rely on the most, her "family," her "support," and the "comrade" she sought comfort from coldly avoided her. They even jumped three meters away in a panic to avoid her touching them!

A cat that is less than half a meter long!

A triple jump in mid-air!!

Three meters!!

Why... why.....

It seems like the whole world changed overnight...

Everyone is a bad person...

No feelings can be trusted...

Under the blazing midday sun, Tong felt a chill run through her body, and she shivered with cold.

As a dragon's offspring, she dealt with all sorts of strange and supernatural things every day. She originally thought there was nothing more terrifying in the world than ghosts...

Only today did Tong truly understand—

I am terrified of ghosts, yet they could not harm me in the slightest; I am not afraid of people, yet they have wounded me all over...

Minmoyou... Minmoyou... and that stinky cat surnamed Du—!

I finally felt a spark, and you guys made me lose so completely! Hahahaha...

Blanch!

"Tap-tap-tap-"

Large tears streamed down her face again from her drained pupils, wetting the sun-baked ground.

Master Du was drawn to Tong's commotion—Let me see what's going on this time.

But Tong glared at her coldly and fiercely. She tossed her head, leaving Master Du standing there, and walked away with heavy steps—she was going to find a bathhouse to take a bath and wash away all the disgusting smell of him on her body!

Then sleep soundly, sleep like a log! Forget all these awful things! Forget them all!!!

Finally! When Boss Mirage returns, run into her arms and beg for comfort!

Boss Shen probably wouldn't be like this stinky cat!

Hate!

Master Du gave a wry smile, knowing that Tong had misunderstood, but he couldn't say anything more—the current situation was not good, and he needed to remain vigilant at all times.

It had no choice but to quickly catch up using all four legs.

Little did they know, this was exactly the effect Minmoyou wanted:

He's going to take all the women around Tong!

He wants to drive all the men around Tong away!

He wanted to make sure that whenever Tong felt lonely and isolated, she could only think of him!

He wanted to ensure that Tong would have no one to rely on if she made a mistake, failed, or got stuck in a quagmire or imprisoned!

He wanted Tong to think of only him when she needed help the most.

Fujian ink painting is secluded.

So-called domineering...

The goal is absolute control!

In the Dragon King Suite No. 909, Min Moyou, having just finished showering, held Nightingale's delicate body in his arms, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched Tong's departing figure with a smug smile.

He had witnessed everything Tong had just experienced. The tremendous improvement in his physical condition had greatly enhanced Min Moyou's eyesight, allowing him to clearly see Tong's changes in expression, Master Du's anti-physics triple jump, and how Du Juan made her move.

Min Moyou stretched out a hand, pointing in the direction Tong had left.

Rotate your palm, then loosely clench your fist.

Finally, clench your fist tightly.

A morbid excitement flashed in his eyes—

"Run! Run away!"

"You are mine...."

"You can only be mine."

"You must be mine!"

"You!! You can't escape!!!"

"Hmph hmph hmph hehe haha ​​...

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