Chapter 110: In Need of a Home

Jiang Li told Xu Anan to eat while he went to answer the door.

But just as he moved, the person outside switched from knocking to pounding on the door, their tone dripping with impatience. “Xu Anan, I know you’re at home. Don’t try hiding and keeping quiet—open the door now! My patience has limits, so don’t challenge me again and again!”

Ning Xiyue, standing nearby, was trembling inside. She hadn’t told Jiang Yu that Jiang Li was very likely inside.

But she quickly composed herself.

If Jiang Li really was inside, he would surely choose to hide.

Click.

The next second, the door opened.

When Jiang Yu saw who was standing there, his overwhelming anger was instantly silenced.

He stared in disbelief, eyes wide.

“Un—Uncle?!”

Ning Xiyue was equally shocked.

A moment later, she scoffed at herself—was there really anything in this world that could frighten the famous Second Master Jiang?

Inside, Xu Anan thought Jiang Li must be insane. Why would he open the door otherwise? How was he going to explain this?

She chose to quietly observe for now, waiting to see how things played out.

Jiang Li leaned lazily against the doorframe, a trace of coldness glinting in his deep, fox-like eyes as he spoke, his voice icy, “I had no idea you treated Miss Xu so poorly in private, even worse than the household staff. I’m curious: is she really your fiancée, or is the one beside you?”

Jiang Yu’s heart jolted and he hurried to explain, “No, no, Uncle, you misunderstood. I just... I was just in a hurry...”

“In a hurry for what?”

“I, I...”

Jiang Yu was sweating profusely, unable to form a coherent sentence. Compared to Jiang Li, who excelled in every way, he’d always felt overshadowed, haunted by an unshakable sense of inferiority.

The psychological impact was impossible to measure.

Ning Xiyue shot Jiang Yu a covert glare. What a useless man!

“Second Master, it’s actually like this,” she interjected. “When I was coming downstairs just now, I happened to see a man who looked just like Yu entering Miss Xu’s place, which I found strange. Since Yu and I had plans to attend an exhibition together, I called him.”

“Yes, yes, that’s right!” Jiang Yu hurried to follow Ning Xiyue’s lead. “I found it strange too, so I came over!”

But this only fueled Jiang Li’s anger.

He spoke slowly, his tone frosted with disdain.

“So, according to your logic, it’s strange for a man to visit Miss Xu’s home? What, after being engaged to you, she can’t have any contact with men? Then what about you spending all your time with Miss Ning? Or are you a woman, or perhaps she is a man?”

Jiang Yu was utterly speechless under Jiang Li’s questioning.

He had always treated Xu Anan as his possession; aside from himself, she wasn’t allowed to have any close interactions with other men, let alone invite one into her home.

Just as Jiang Yu was about to back down, Ning Xiyue whispered behind him, “Aren’t you going to ask why Second Master is here at Miss Xu’s?”

Jiang Yu didn’t dare ask, but his mind was a mess.

He opened his mouth, instinctively following, “Un—Uncle... why are you... how...”

“My place is right across the hall,” Jiang Li replied coldly. “But wherever I choose to be has nothing to do with you. Or do I now need your permission to come over for a meal?”

“No, no! Uncle, you’ve misunderstood, that’s absolutely not what I meant!” Jiang Yu was drenched in cold sweat, his head spinning.

He wished he could dig a hole and vanish from sight.

Seeing Jiang Yu’s ashen face, Jiang Li clicked his tongue in disdain. For such a coward to share his surname—what a disgrace.

“All right, if you have nothing else, get lost.”

“I, I actually do have something to do, so I’ll go now!” Jiang Yu didn’t even wait for the elevator, choosing to leave by the stairs.

Ning Xiyue cursed him inwardly and quickly followed.

When Jiang Li returned, looking as nonchalant as ever, Xu Anan was genuinely impressed. How could he dare open the door like that?

But Jiang Yu truly wasn’t much of a man—bullying the weak and fearing the strong, a real coward.

As if reading Xu Anan’s thoughts, Jiang Li pulled out a chair and sat down. “We’re just having a meal, not doing anything unspeakable. There’s nothing to hide.”

Xu Anan picked up her chopsticks again, unwilling to say a word more, lest she be angered to death by his outrageous remarks.

Yet he didn’t seem to think there was anything wrong with what he said.

After a while, the doorbell rang again, but this time it was Assistant Wang.

He was carrying a cat carrier and a small bag of ointment, and reluctantly said farewell to the fat cat.

The chubby cat, snuggled comfortably in Jiang Li’s arms, meowed at Assistant Wang.

After all, Wang had taken care of it for so many days; the fat cat had a bit of conscience, but not much. With one lazy meow, it ignored him.

Xu Anan rubbed the cat’s little head.

She remembered the cat treats she’d bought earlier—if they weren’t eaten soon, they’d expire.

“For old times’ sake, since we haven’t seen each other for a week, I’ll give you some treats.”

Hearing the word “treat,” the fat cat immediately hopped to the floor, sashaying with its plump body and swishing its tail like a willow in the breeze.

But when it saw Xu Anan take out the ten-for-three cheap treats, the cat bristled, turned around, and jumped onto the table, then promptly into Jiang Li’s arms.

“Meow!”

“Are you tattling on me?” Xu Anan couldn’t help but complain, “Look at that—used to luxury treats worth thousands, now it looks down on the cheap kind. All thanks to you spoiling it.”

“If I can’t afford to keep it in the future, you’ll have to take it.”

Jiang Li gave a lazy smile, raising an eyebrow in mock reflection. “So, we’re already talking about separation and who gets the ‘child,’ are we?”

“Unfortunately, I have no such plans,” Xu Anan shot him a glare, as if they were already married with children.

“So what about all these treats? There’s still plenty left. I bought them on sale, and now the fat cat won’t eat them.”

“Give them to the stray cats nearby,” Jiang Li suggested.

“There are strays downstairs.” Xu Anan packed up and headed out.

Jiang Li followed, carrying the fat cat.

Once downstairs, Xu Anan looked everywhere but saw no stray cats. She told the fat cat to call the others over, but Jiang Li said, “Follow me.”

He didn’t go far, just to a nearby detached villa.

Inside, the place was filled with cats!

Xu Anan was dumbfounded—a villa inhabited not by people, but by cats.

“Meow~”

The fat cat jumped to the floor, lifted its little head, and was instantly surrounded by cats, as if welcoming their boss home.

Seeing this, Xu Anan immediately understood why the fat cat liked Jiang Li so much.

Good food, good care, and even status!

Who wouldn’t, in such circumstances? Anyone would hold tight to such a golden opportunity.

Curious, Xu Anan asked, “Why did you set up a shelter for stray cats?”

Jiang Li, in the middle of refilling their food bowls, paused, turned to look at her seriously, and said, “Because, like me, they all need a home.”