Fang Ping paid no attention to the chatter between Zhou Chenchen and her coworkers.
Because—once again—he heard the voice of the system.
Ding!
Host has completed a hidden mission: Becoming Lele's Godfather.
Reward: 100 Evolution Points, physique multiplied by tenfold, and one Doom Card.
Another hidden mission.
These hidden tasks from the system seemed to pop up everywhere.
Fang Ping was glad he had completed it. He felt a warm current surge through his body again—stronger, tougher than before.
After scheduling lunch with her colleagues, Zhou Chenchen returned to her work.
But Fang Ping noticed her secretly checking her bank account on her phone.
This girl… probably feeling a little heartache over treating everyone to lunch.
She seemed to have completely forgotten about that bank card just given to her.
Fang Ping was sure Ou Ziru wouldn't give a stingy amount—not for a life-saving favor.
So why wasn't this girl using it?
Fang Ping stood up, pacing over on his little cat paws to remind her.
Sure enough, Zhou Chenchen was calculating how much lunch would cost—it wasn't a small crowd.
Her family had money, but she didn't have much saved herself.
She had always refused to use Zhou's Dad's money, leaving her dad both helpless and worried.
And she hadn't even considered using that card—after all, it was a gift to Lord, not her.
Just then, a shadow fell over her phone screen. She looked up—
Lord was beside her.
Fang Ping lifted his paw and pointed toward her coat pocket—
The card was in there.
His message: Use my card.
"You want the bank card?"
Zhou Chenchen misunderstood and pulled the card out, placing it beside his paw.
Fang Ping realized she didn't get it.
He pushed it gently with his paw.
He couldn't use it himself—what was he supposed to do, swipe it to buy cat food?
"You want me to check the balance for you?"
Zhou Chenchen asked, still confused.
Fang Ping paused. Actually, yeah—
he did want to know how much money was on it. That would help him plan how to spend it.
He lifted his tail and swished it in a "yes" motion.
Zhou Chenchen finally understood.
In this parallel world, checking a bank balance was easy—just a phone and the right password.
And she had the PIN. When Ou Ziru handed over the card, she had told her the code.
She quickly pulled up the account on her phone.
Twenty million.
Ou Ziru had been generous. The entire sum was a thank-you for saving her daughter.
Zhou Chenchen was shocked by the number.
Fang Ping was also briefly stunned—he hadn't expected that much.
But he soon recovered.
He'd already accepted the card—what was he going to do now, return the money?
Besides, Ou Ziru wouldn't take it back anyway.
So, the money was his.
And with that much cash, the possibilities opened up.
Of course, he wouldn't waste it on cat food. He couldn't eat that much if he tried.
Before, everything at home had been paid for by Zhou Chenchen.
Now it was his turn to pitch in.
Fang Ping's tail flicked gently as he began seriously considering how to use the money.
He wasn't the type to let it sit idle in a bank account.
He had cash—he needed to spend it!
As his little feline brain whirred, Zhou Chenchen noticed but didn't interrupt.
She was still wrestling with the cost of lunch.
So many people—it was going to be expensive.
Still, her mood lifted as she thought about her upcoming contract and salary bump.
That alone was cause for celebration.
Besides, lunch wasn't going to bankrupt her. It was just one meal.
She had no idea she'd be treating people to lunch many more times in the future.
Fang Ping wasn't worried about her struggles.
He was trying to figure out—what did their home need the most?
He looked around the office for inspiration.
Suddenly!
His cat eyes landed on a computer wallpaper across the room—
a flashy, high-speed sports car.
That's it!
A car!
Fang Ping's eyes lit up.
That was exactly what the house lacked—a car!
Zhou Chenchen's daily commute was rough—wind, rain, always on shared bikes or crowded buses.
Neither option was comfortable.
How could they compare to driving?
He had made up his mind.
They were getting a car.
This home belonged to both of them—him and Zhou Chenchen.
Even if he was now a cat, he still had a man's soul.
And as a man, he had to contribute.
But first—did Zhou Chenchen even know how to drive?
If not, she'd have to learn before they could get the car.
They'd never owned one before. He had never seen her behind the wheel.
Wait a second—Zhou's Dad had a car.
Surely she must've driven it before?
How was he supposed to find out?
Ask Zhou's Dad?
He couldn't talk.
He couldn't communicate with Zhou's Dad.
This was a knowledge gap.
How was a cat supposed to discuss plans with a human?
In the end, Fang Ping gave up on asking Zhou's Dad.
The two of them simply couldn't communicate.
Better to check out the car situation first.
Whether Zhou Chenchen could drive or not could be sorted later.
Worst case, she could just go to driving school.
As he recalled, there was a 4S dealership right next to the office building.
That saved him a trip across town.
Checking the time—it was still a while before lunch.
Perfect window.
Fang Ping, who had been lying down, flicked his ears and suddenly leapt from the desk.
"Lord, you going out?"
Zhou Chenchen noticed his movements and asked gently.
Fang Ping swished his tail in a confident yes.
"Be back soon."
"We're having lunch with the others."
"Don't be late."
Zhou Chenchen reminded him softly.
Fang Ping flicked his tail again and strutted out the door.
Zhou Chenchen knew Lord had heard her.
She wasn't worried—Lord was a responsible cat.
He'd be back on time.
And as for where he was going—she didn't ask.
Fang Ping wouldn't answer anyway.
Lord had his own mind, his own plans.
She respected that.
At home, he had always enjoyed this kind of freedom.
"Your cat is amazing. So smart!"
A coworker nearby couldn't help but admire him.
"Of course. My Lord is very well-behaved."
Zhou Chenchen smiled proudly.
She chatted with her colleague for a bit longer.
Meanwhile...
Lord's silhouette had already vanished from the building.
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