You’re My Belated Happiness

He sat down, put the orange cat aside, and looked up to see Ruan Yu moving his manuscript and squinting at his hand.

The cat is turning its belly and writhing.

The hairy tail tip makes the back of his hand itchy, which is a bit of a hindrance to official duties.

He hugged it a little further, opened the file with his eyes down, and said, "A few questions..." He stopped here.

Because Ruan Yu didn't seem to be listening, he kept looking at the corner of the table, his upper body even leaned forward to sixty degrees, as if he was about to come across the screen.

But the lens is at such an angle, you can see at most one cat's ear when you get closer.

Xu Huaisong let out a low cough.

She recovered and sat up straight: "Ah, Lawyer Xu, you said."