After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 8
Feeling the movement by his feet, Bo Yueming’s voice gradually came to a stop, and he automatically lowered his eyes, but there was still nothingness in his field of vision.
The cat’s fleshy paws brushed his ankle, and the soft touch reminded Bo Yueming of Pei Yi when he was applying medicine.
It had been a whole afternoon. Why hadn’t Uncle Kai brought that person back yet?
Bo Yueming’s thoughts took a small turn. He stared fixedly and didn’t speak.
To the side, assistant Lin Zhong noticed his boss’s silence and hurriedly said, “Mr. Bo, a little black cat jumped out of nowhere under your feet, shall I ask a servant to take it away?”
As soon as these words fell, there was a burst of hurried footsteps.
Pei Yi, who was drawn in by the cat, ignored Uncle Kai’s dissuasion behind him and bent down to pick up the little milk cat by the scruff of its neck.
“Aiyo, Little Sir……” Uncle Kai was afraid that the little wild cat would resist, and hastened forward. “Put it down quickly, what if this wild cat with sharp claws scratches you?”
As soon as Uncle Kai spoke his anxious words, the little black cat in Pei Yi’s grasp hugged his arm and rubbed against his clothes without any fear, and its milky cry was even cuter.
Its whole body was black, with only a dot of white hair at the nape of its neck.
Pei Yi clutched the cat tightly with an obvious smile in his eyes. “Uncle Kai, it’s good.”
“It seems very friendly, and looks like it’s only two or three months old.” Uncle Kai also followed along and glanced at Bo Yueming, who was still sitting in his seat. “It is black, and its two eyes are yellow and blue, separate colors.”
The Bo family manor covered a large area. In the past two years, Old Mrs. Bo, who was still in charge of the household, had some free-range cats raised to keep out mice. The little black cat before them was likely a mixed cat from that batch.
Pei Yi praised in a low voice, “It looks good.”
The little black cat seemed to understand, and responded, “Meow-wu~”
When Bo Yueming heard this inexplicably harmonious “call and response,” his expression relaxed slightly. “All right, put this kitten on the ground and let it leave by itself later.”
Pei Yi looked at the cat in his arms and felt a bit reluctant at first glance.
The assistant caught this clue and asked tentatively, “Little Sir, you like this cat and want to raise it?”
That was just what Pei Yi wanted, so he simply nodded.
If he remembered correctly, there was a short background introduction in the original book—
Bo Yueming met a little black cat with different colored eyes after he lost his sight. The little fellow crouched around every day and clung to him, and from being ignorant at the beginning to feeding it regularly, Bo Yueming harmoniously got along with it.
But one day, the black cat’s neck was viciously twisted by a malicious person. The innocent thing died and was thrown against the door of of this villa, like a blatant demonstration.
After learning about this, Bo Yueming was somber for a long time, and his personality became increasingly distorted and violent. This was one of the things that indirectly led to his blackening.
The Bo family manor was large, and free range for cats was even more unrestrained, but how could a small animal withstand the schemes of vicious people? It was better to keep it by your side, where it would be safer.
“Raise a cat?”
Bo Yueming didn’t know Pei Yi’s true thoughts, and frowned disapprovingly.
He once had a brief experience raising a cat, and knew that if he didn’t have a one hundred percent ability to take care of a small animal, he shouldn’t consider it casually.
Pei Yi responded, “Raise, I will raise.”
Whether it was because of personal love or control of the plot’s trajectory, he didn’t want the cat to end up in such a way.
“Pei Yi, you can’t keep it.”
Bo Yueming’s tone was light, and his rejection was from an objective point of view. A “little friend” who might not even be able to take good care of himself, how could he care for a kitten?
Uncle Kai understood Bo Yueming’s meaning, and urged Pei Yi twice.
Assistant Lin Zhong didn’t dare to interrupt. Seeing that Pei Yi was still holding the cat, he couldn’t help thinking to himself—
Mr. Bo has always been a very principled person. He said that cats are not allowed, and I fear that this little gentleman who has just entered the door is destined to be disappointed.
Pei Yi didn’t know what other people were thinking. He went straight to Bo Yueming’s side, bent down, and stuffed the little black cat into his arms. “You hug it.”
Soft cat fur rubbed back and forth on his arm, and the tickle felt familiar.
Pei Yi had made up his mind to keep the cat. Even without relying on Bo Yueming, he would be able to take care of it alone after leaving in the future. “It, it is very good, I can take care of it.”
Afraid of revealing too much by talking too much, Pei Yi went all in and crouched down and grasped Bo Yueming’s wrist, pretending to plead softly and hesitantly, “Beg you.”
The little black cat opened its round eyes, as if imitating Pei Yi’s attitude, and even stretched out its small meat pad and patted it on Bo Yueming’s arm. “Wu~”
Bo Yueming was slightly stumped for words.
At this moment, he couldn’t tell the difference between the two touches on his arm.
One person and one cat. There was always an indescribable similarity – well-behaved, cunning, and also pleasing. One couldn’t bear to say half a word that would disappoint them.
Bo Yueming changed his words. “Never mind, you can keep it if you want.”
Uncle Kai and Lin Zhong looked at each other. They didn’t expect Bo Yueming to change his decision so easily.
Pei Yi received the answer he wanted and smiled, withdrawing his hand. “En.”
The force on his wrist suddenly disappeared, and Bo Yueming suddenly felt a little more uncomfortable. He pretended to be calm and took off his work earphones, ordering, “Uncle Kai, take this cat for a check-up later, and buy some pet supplies for Pei Yi.”
As he spoke, his other hand smoothed the cat’s fur slightly.
Close by, Pei Yi noticed Bo Yueming’s small movements and was not in a hurry to take the little black cat back—
Some people, ah.
On the surface, he reluctantly agreed because of his pleading, but in his heart, he might be even more of a cat slave than him.
. . . . . .
As a housekeeper, Uncle Kai was very efficient. Before going to bed at night, Pei Yi had everything he needed to raise a cat, in addition to a new computer and a new mobile phone.
That afternoon in the car, Pei Yi asked Uncle Kai for a computer in the name of wanting “cartoons.” Although the other party was surprised by his proposal, he fortunately did not refuse, and turned around to arrange it for him.
Uncle Kai regarded Pei Yi as a good boy, and specially retrieved a cartoon for him before leaving.
The door closed.
Pei Yi temporarily put on the cartoon video and promptly opened the properties manager to check the computer’s configurations.
Sure enough, this was the status of a rich and powerful family. To watch a cartoon, one must have a super high-end computer.
However, this was exactly what Pei Yi wanted.
He intended to use this computer to create his own first pot of gold in this world.
The little black cat was familiar with the layout of the room, and at this moment, it once again rubbed and rolled at his feet affectionately. Pei Yi simply hugged it on his knees, and while stroking the cat’s fur, used the search webpage.
In the early years, Pei Yi came into contact with game programming by chance. After a lot of hard work, he and two friends set up a small studio. Pei Yi was the one in charge of the game structure, while his friends were responsible for recruitment, optimization, and external business operations.
In the past seven or eight years, their game studio had grown from small stand-alone games to pass the time, to large-scale online games, going from obscurity to fame in China. Pei Yi had also become the most sought-after game architect in the gaming circle.
Now that transmigration had become a reality, Pei Yi naturally had to think about his own future.
Pei Yi checked the game distribution systems and forums in this world and found that it was almost the same as in his reality. Of course, it was obviously impossible to create large-scale games and establish a game company with just a computer.
However, everything could be set into motion with small steps.
Mini-program games were a popular trend right now. For players, mini-games did not need to be downloaded, and were convenient and easy to use to pass the time when they were bored; for developers, they were also simple and easy to make. As long as there were clicks on the relevant gaming platforms, they could earn corresponding fees.
Plus, Pei Yi was the best at game concept innovation projects, and could also find production companies in relevant gaming forums to conduct a series of legal operations such as buyouts and cooperation.
Having confirmed this situation, Pei Yi was completely relieved. It was not difficult for him to simply write a few sets of small game programs, not to mention, weren’t there still a few creative IPs for large-scale games in his mind?
Which one of them was not a promising road to riches, ah!
Pei Yi smiled and rubbed the cat’s head vigorously. He had a card up his sleeve. “Okay, I’ll buy you canned fish when I have money, the best kind!”
The little black cat turned its head, licked his fingertips with the tip of its tongue, and responded, “Meow!”
. . . . . .
Pei Yi’s implementation ability had always been strong. After learning about the relevant rules of mini-game operation, he immediately threw himself into the preliminary work and just stayed in the room without going out.
In any case, the original owner was reticent and didn’t like to go out, so it wouldn’t arouse suspicion.
The sun was shining outside the window, and the little black cat in his lap suddenly became vigilant. Pei Yi, who was still immersed in his work, came to a sudden realization and quickly switched the computer interface.
Sure enough, a door that was unlocked had a tendency to be pushed open.
As soon as Uncle Kai opened the door, he saw Pei Yi sitting at the computer desk and staring at the screen intently. The classic children’s cartoon, “Black Cat Detective,” was playing on it.
Not only himself, but also the little black cat lying next to the computer was very attentive.
Uncle Kai, who had knocked on the door but didn’t receive a response, felt helpless and amused. “Little Sir, it’s time to go downstairs for dinner. We can’t stare at the computer for a long time and hurt our eyes.”
Pei Yi nodded and pressed the pause button on the cartoon, silently calming down his stalled heartbeat—
He was almost found out!
Pei Yi went downstairs with the cat and Uncle Kai, and when the two approached the dining room, the one sitting in the main seat had almost finished eating.
The relationship between Bo Yueming and the rest of the Bo family was not close. Since Old Mrs. Bo went abroad to recuperate, he rarely went to the main house to eat with the others.
Bo Yueming heard the two sets of footsteps. “You’re finally willing to come down?”
Pei Yi, who had worked so hard that he forgot to eat, sat opposite him in guilty silence.
Uncle Kai thought of the scene just now when he entered the room and found it interesting. He scooped up a bowl of fish soup for Pei Yi and explained, “Second Young Master, Little Sir has a childlike innocence, and was addicted to watching cartoons.”
Pei Yi took the soup bowl, his cheeks hot.
Bo Yueming didn’t expect such a situation, so he was somewhat mystified. “Cartoons?”
Uncle Kai solemnly announced the three words, “Black Cat Detective.” Pei Yi wished to bury his face in the soup bowl—
He knew from the beginning that he shouldn’t have asked for the computer for the purpose of “watching cartoons.” Now he really had to be treated as a young child. His image was gone, ah!
Uncle Kai’s interest didn’t stop, and he continued to describe, “Second Young Master, Little Sir looked just like the cat while watching cartoons.”
Bo Yueming fumbled to pick up the little black cat that ran to his feet. He imagined the picture that Uncle Kai conveyed, and suddenly felt a little more of an impulse to tease than before.
“Pei Yi, does this black cat have a name yet? Is it Detective?”
The name-picking waste Pei Yi choked.
He had originally wanted to name it this way for convenience, but in a flash, seeing Bo Yueming’s expression that contained a smile that was not a smile, he shook his head forcibly for the sake of face. “No, it isn’t.”
Uncle Kai wished that there could be more conversations at the dinner table, so that it was not as dull as before, so he immediately asked, “Little Sir, what are you going to name the cat?”
Pei Yi was able to react resourcefully, and switched to a half-hearted nickname, “Inspector.”
Bo Yueming didn’t say a word, and blocked the arc of his mouth by drinking water—
Was there any difference from “Detective?”
Watching cartoons to name a cat? This was just a child’s way of thinking.
Bo Yueming unconsciously patted the cat’s head again, and heard Pei Yi slurping the soup quietly. “Inspector?”
En, kind of cute.