The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts
Chapter 83 The Foolish Cat Planet Resident

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 The Foolish Cat Planet Resident

In recent days, Yan Han has become more talkative.

Usually, she lived alone and would only speak a few words when Lin Shuang occasionally came by.

Just a few fleeting sentences.

The number of words she spoke in a few months might not even amount to how many times she spoke this morning alone.

She’s been talking to the little calico cat she picked up and brought home.

"Huahua, we have nice weather today as well."

Yan Han sat on the sofa by the balcony, and the morning sunlight passed through the window bars, perfectly illuminating the delicate and distinct features of the young girl.

Staying indoors all year long, her skin was like fragile white porcelain, making one worry that even the sunlight might scratch her delicacy.

Only after the cat, named "Huahua," meowed twice did Yan Han speak again.

"Huahua, could you tell me if the sky outside is blue, and if there are any clouds that look pretty?"

"Meow meow meow."

"Oh, the sky is very blue, and there are pretty clouds too? What shape is that cloud then?"

After a short wait, Huahua meowed twice again.

The conversations between Yan Han and Huahua were like this, intermittent and sometimes after a long wait, Huahua would meow once more, but Yan Han would still carry on with the dialogue.

These recent days, she has been idly spending time with the little kitty like this.

As if truly understanding Huahua’s meowing language, Yan Han tilted her head, her beautiful ears resembling polished jade, listening intently in the direction of the cat to the "meowing."

She thoughtfully tilted her head, "That cloud is shaped like Brother Shuang, is it? That’s why Brother Shuang hasn’t come these past few days, has he turned into a cloud?"

Huahua, with its elegant feline gait, approached its poop-scooping owner. It just meowed when Yan Han reached out her hand and grabbed it.

The blind girl was very skilled at locating sounds.

Huahua, reluctantly arrested, started meowing in discontent.

"Right, Huahua? You think Brother Shuang is annoying too, don’t you? Going off to play with other clouds and not even coming to see us; he’s awful, isn’t he?"

Yan Han’s tone was as if she and Huahua were mother and daughter abandoned, and Lin Shuang was an undeniably deadbeat dad.

She held Huahua and gently shook it twice, and with the shaking, Huahua meowed twice - What are you doing, poop-scooper? Stop shaking me; it’s time for you to feed me!

Seemingly receiving a satisfying answer, Yan Han nodded, "Huahua also thinks Brother Shuang is detestable, indeed he is, hmph."

She picked up a cat treat and started to tease Huahua. The foolish feline stood on its hind legs as it was teased with the treat, its short front paws reaching out but unable to grasp it, and it began to hop in place.

Very cute—although Yan Han couldn’t see it, she could hear the light sound of the cat’s jumping, and so she could imagine the scene.

She smiled gently, finally offering the cat treat to Huahua.

"Although Brother Shuang is annoying, shall we give him another chance? If he comes today, we can forgive him."

Yan Han stroked the cat’s back, "Do you think he will come today, Huahua?"

Huahua, content with the treat and the stroking, meowed happily this time.

Therefore, Yan Han also became happy, "Huahua says he will come—"

Just as her words fell, she heard the all-too-familiar footsteps in the hallway—after all, it was a sound she often dreamt of in her dreams.

Oh no, she couldn’t help but smile.

Yan Han released Huahua, cupping her face with both hands, quickly smoothing away the smile at the corners of her mouth.

The abandoned Huahua meowed unhappily twice: Why isn’t the stupid poop-scooper coming to spoil me anymore?

When Lin Shuang walked into the living room, he saw Yan Han and the cat in this "harmonious" scene under the warm sunlight—the girl holding her cheeks, watching the meowing kitten.

Without turning her head, Yan Han delivered her opening line, "Why are you here again?"

She didn’t dare turn around yet because her smile hadn’t faded, but she tried to keep her tone steady.

However, Lin Shuang felt that Sister Yan Han seemed to be in a good mood today, with less tone of disdain in her voice.

It must be because of the cat’s company. Add an extra chicken leg for the cat—hmm? Can cats eat chicken legs?

He walked over with a smile, stroked the cat twice, and then tousled Yan Han’s hair, "Getting along well with the cat, huh?"

Yan Han felt the warmth of his palm for a second, committing it to memory, then pushed him away, "Right, the cat is great, so I don’t need you anymore, don’t come here."

"There must be some value left in me, cats can’t make dumplings, you know. I brought some shrimp-filled dumplings this time."

Smiling as he said this, Lin Shuang’s gaze followed Yan Han’s hand, noticing two Band-Aids on her fingers.

"Did you cut your hand while cooking?"

Lin Shuang grabbed her hand to take a look, and spotting several small red dots, he finally relaxed.

It must have been from watering the cactuses again, accidentally pricking herself.

This time Yan Han’s hand was held by him, and it took a few seconds before she started to struggle, "You don’t have to worry about me..."

The strength of her struggle was small, and in the end, she didn’t manage to pull away.

Lin Shuang held her hand and applied a new Band-Aid on her, or else the wound would heal without it.

"You don’t have to water those cactuses so diligently, just wait for me to do it."

Yan Han hummed lightly and remained silent.

Huahua finished the cat treat, in a good mood, circled around the two, then jumped onto the cat tree, and went off to play on her own.

Lin Shuang then took the cat’s spot, holding Yan Han’s hand and sat next to her, basking in the sun together.

"What do you want for lunch?"

He followed the direction in which she tilted her face and looked over, seeing the azure blue sky outside with a few beautiful clouds.

So he continued to prattle to her, "The weather is really nice today, the sky is particularly blue, it’s that shade of sky-blue you like, the shape of the clouds is also very pretty, ah, there’s one that looks like cotton candy—does Xiao Han want some cotton candy?"

Yan Han slightly pursed her lips, "You talk too much."

She tried to look impatient, but ultimately couldn’t do it.

Lin Shuang was still describing the shape of each cloud, asking her if she wanted to eat every time he encountered one that resembled some kind of food.

Yan Han didn’t talk, just listened intently to his voice, feeling the warmth of his palm.

She hoped there were more clouds in the sky, preferably a sky full of them, so that Brother Shuang would talk for a bit longer, holding her hand for a while longer.

The cat came back after playing around, jumped onto Yan Han’s lap, curled up in her embrace, looked up at her, and then gazed at the clouds outside.

The clouds in the sky were just right in number. After Lin Shuang finished his talk, he eventually let go of her hand and turned to take away the cat in her arms.

"I’ll go give the cat a bath."

Suddenly, Yan Han felt a twinge of jealousy for the little cat that could be embraced by Brother Shuang.

She heard him entering the bathroom, and a lingering yet playfully mischievous smile finally appeared on her face.