In the midst of winter, a heavy snowfall borders City B.
"Hello? Boss, where are you in this snowy weather?"
Ye Lan's Bluetooth headset echoed with the sheepish voice of his assistant.
Rubbing his goosebumps, Ye Lan casually replied, "The cat fell ill. I've just returned from the pet hospital."
"Oh." The sheep-like voice sounded again, "I've brought you some delicious pies my housemaid made. When can you come back? Damn! It's freaking cold, even in the car it makes me shiver."
Ye Lan glanced around, now on the road leading into the suburban villa district, "I should be there by half-past eight."
At this moment, the ragdoll cat curled up next to him in the passenger seat opened its eyes.
A yawn and a stretch later, the cat sat up with a cool air, its gaze fixed on the roadside.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Lan was surprised to see a serious expression on the cat's face.
It must be a hallucination from working overtime.
"Meow!"
The once quiet ragdoll cat suddenly let out an urgent meow, its relaxed body slightly bending forward.
"What's wrong? Still not feeling well?" Ye Lan muttered to himself, his frown deepening.
But the ragdoll cat completely ignored its human, its claws extending to start scratching the car mat again.
Ye Lan was so startled by the sudden sound that he hurriedly brought the car to a halt.
Grasping the back of the cat's neck, he lifted it up, and upon looking down again, the genuine leather seat was all frayed.
Great, several tens of thousands of bucks are going down the drain again.
Ye Lan's face darkened, and he directly threatened by opening the car window, "Believe it or not, I'll throw you straight out!"
Snow mingled with the cold wind blew directly in.
The cat's reaction was even more direct.
Raising its claw, a cold light flashed. Ye Lan felt the pain and released his grip; the Ragdoll cat swiftly jumped out of the window.
"Hey! Come back!"
Ye Lan, not caring about the cat paw print on his hand, quickly got out of the car to chase. It wasn't because he was exceptionally kind-hearted, but because this cat indeed had a certain wisdom. There were several instances when he avoided major trouble due to this cat, which is why he had been taking good care of it.
The Ragdoll cat lightly ran through the snow, then stopped around twenty meters in front of the car.
By this point, the accumulated snow had already covered the foot. In front of the Ragdoll cat, a person lay there - a little girl wearing a white cape.
The light from the car reflected off the snow, barely illuminating the cat's paw gently placed on the girl's head.
The fluffy cat ears on top of the girl's head then disappeared into her hair with a swish.
When Ye Lan stepped through the snow and came over, the Ragdoll cat had already started grooming itself with an air of aloofness.
As for the person in the snow, Ye Lan saw her too.
However, he had no intentions of interfering. After all, he had never been a good Samaritan. This kind of thing that held no value or benefit was not within his consideration.
But he didn't want to intervene, yet his cat was forcing him to. His feline master wore an expression that suggested if he didn't save the person, it would simply refuse to move. Frustrated, Ye Lan took the girl into his car.
He had gone out just to take his cat to the vet, yet somehow ended up bringing a person home. Ye Lan felt like it was time to pay his debt.
In the rearview mirror, the unconscious young girl lay in the back seat, and his ragdoll cat was curled up motionlessly on her chest.
Up until this point, his silly cat had been indifferent to all people. When gracious, it would simply throw you a glance; when irritable, a scratch. However, today was out of the ordinary.
Ye Lan turned up the air conditioning to the max in his car and then made a call to his family doctor, telling him to be prepared.
By the time he arrived home, Qiao Yi, his assistant with a voice as soft as lamb's wool, and the family doctor, were already waiting for him at the door.