The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Chapter 94

She stood still, and the small animal seemed to smell her scent, accurately rushing towards her, then extended its soft paw, rubbing against her pant leg.

"Meow~"

A soft sound.

Rong Zhi lowered her head, meeting Bai Kafei’s crystal blue eyes, "Come on up."

Bai Kafei’s round head rubbed against her ankle again, then meowed happily, tugged at her pant leg, and swiftly climbed up skillfully, finally settling on her shoulder.

The Ragdoll cat contentedly squinted its eyes, its fluffy tail gently brushed against her chin, Rong Zhi reached out to hold it down, speaking softly, "You’re brushing against the teacup."

"Meow."

Bai Kafei obediently wrapped its fluffy tail around her neck, like a scarf for her.

Rong Zhi petted its head as a reward.

Bai Kafei instantly purred in comfort.

Seeing the harmonious interaction between the attractive pair, Bai Su sipped his tea, his eyes relaxed with a soft warmth.

Days spent so peacefully seem quite nice.

...

Xu Ningxing brought the cat back and headed to the lab to assist Fu Liang.

Fu Liang has three apprentices, apart from Rong Zhi who studies both Chinese and Western medicine, the other two, Fu Yaoyao specializes in Chinese medicine, Xu Ningxing in Western medicine.

Although young, Xu Ningxing was sent abroad to an esteemed medical school for advanced studies at 15, now he is a professor.

With Xu Ningxing joining, the lab’s progress accelerated significantly.

Rong Zhi had some spare time and went upstairs to find a jacket.

She hadn’t returned for quite some time, yet Xu Ningxing kept the room tidy and clean.

Bai Kafei followed her pace with feline grace, Bai Su behind them, spotting the white Ragdoll cat, bent down and scooped it up.

"Meow meow!"

Suddenly airborne, Bai Kafei panicked, legs flailing and tail tightened, but her temperament was gentle, she didn’t scratch, only meowed twice at Bai Su.

Lacking experience in pet care, Bai Su could only cradle the kitten as he thought best, adjusting a couple of times, Bai Kafei fell silent.

He stroked Bai Kafei’s chin, the kitten purred in comfort, Bai Su smiled slightly, glancing at the teenager searching for clothes, "Why is she called Bai Kafei?"

"Yao Yao loves coffee, she found this cat." Rong Zhi pulled out a gray windbreaker and slipped it on.

Bai Su nodded, "Your profile picture is her as well."

Rong Zhi responded indifferently, "Mm."

After going downstairs, Rong Zhi headed to the lab, paused at the stairwell, turned back to the man still cuddling the cat, "If you’re bored, you can watch TV, and you remember the way if you go out, right?"

Bai Su instinctively wanted to nod, then shook his head with a handsome smile, "I... have a poor memory, probably don’t quite remember."

Rong Zhi frowned, a bit impatient, "Fine, call me when you need to."

He seems smart, how can he not remember simple directions?

Bai Su’s voice was deep and pleasant, "Thanks then, little brother."

After the teenager’s figure disappeared from his view.

Bai Su’s hand moved from the chin to the back, gently coaxing the cat.

Perhaps Rong Zhi hadn’t noticed herself, her attitude towards Bai Su had exceeded her usual limits, she now seemed indulgent.

...

The weekend passed quickly.

The classroom at seven in the morning was lively, students gathered discussing the last week’s monthly exam results.

"Brother Yu, are you nervous about the results coming out today?" Bai Yang asked, chewing on a bun.

Ying Hengyu watched the weekend’s F3 Formula races, not raising his head at the words, "No, I asked Third Brother to estimate my score, and he said I’m stable in the top fifty this time."

Bai Yang pondered, "I wonder how Third Brother did this time, did you ask?"

Ying Hengyu: "Didn’t ask, it’s easy for him to do well with his skills."

The others recalled the lectures Rong Zhi gave before the exams and nodded, not dwelling further.

Bai Yang glanced at Ying Hengyu’s phone screen, asked, "F3 Formula? Did the Ying Family agree to your participation?"

Ying Hengyu’s hand paused, slightly pursed his lips, his tone lowered, "No, I’m registering on my own, heck, whether they agree or not, I’m eighteen, I can do what I want without their control."

Anyway, he figured it out, he and Ying Hengxiang weren’t on the same path, let the parents favor Ying Hengxiang all they want. Ying Hengxiang is his blood brother, should he really compete against him?

Ying Hengyu felt he couldn’t do such a thing.

The Ying Family would eventually be in their hands, Ying Hengxiang was indeed more fitting than him for the task, moreover, comparing managing a company and following his passion, he would choose his heart’s desire.

Racing was his life’s love.

Thinking that, Ying Hengyu sighed, "I wonder if we can see Little Ying God at this year’s World F1 Championship."

Wentianhui, who knew a bit about racing, asked, "Isn’t Little Ying God injured? I heard he’s been resting for half a year."

"Yes, haven’t seen him since he raced at the World Championship early this year."

Silence filled the atmosphere momentarily.

Qin Man Yue listened, confused, "Who is the Little Ying God you’re talking about?"

"A terrific race driver!" Mentioning Little Ying God, Ying Hengyu brushed away his melancholy, excitedly explained, "Yueyue, you aren’t familiar with racing, so you don’t know. Little Ying God is a legend in the racing world, any race he’s in, the first place is undoubtedly his."

He burst into the scene over two years ago, before that, world-class races were dominated by a racer named Ying Yunlin, and Little Ying God was the talent believed to be discovered by him.

Little Ying God’s origins aren’t a secret in the racing community; he started with underground races, with a wild, reckless style that swept the scene like a madman, his reputation spread across the underground.

Once on the world stage, he ousted Ying Yunlin from the championship throne, claiming the champion trophy.

Ying Yunlin indulged him like a big brother, allowing himself to be pushed down, lifting Little Ying God to great heights, creating the terms Great God Ying and Little Ying God in the racing world.

Ying Hengyu greatly admired his free-spirited demeanor, doing whatever he wanted, not caring about being called ungrateful.

Someone who proves everything with skill deserves the best trophy.

Little Ying God silences his critics with a cabinet full of trophies.

As Qin Man Yue listened on, despite not being familiar with racing, she could see a wild, uncontained youth in Ying Hengyu’s stories.

"That’s amazing, I’d like to see it someday too." She marveled.

Ying Hengyu: "!!!"

The goddess is interested in racing!

Does that mean the goddess is interested in him too?!

Ying Hengyu was about to speak excitedly, but the crisp sound of the school bell interrupted his thoughts.

"..."

Just ridiculous!

Yu Nian entered the classroom holding a stack of papers, her adorable face showing evident happiness, she placed the papers on the podium, raising her voice, "Quiet down! I’ll be announcing the results of this month’s exam!"

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Fifth update, more at noon, if not finished, continues the next day