Chapter 987: Who Curses Themselves to Die? Nutcase - Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat! - NovelsTime

Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!

Chapter 987: Who Curses Themselves to Die? Nutcase

Author: Camphor tree has no flowers
updatedAt: 2026-01-11

CHAPTER 987: CHAPTER 987: WHO CURSES THEMSELVES TO DIE? NUTCASE

"Alright then, but as for this medicine... ahem, I’m so good-looking, if something were to happen to me on the way, I’d probably only be able to find you at night..."

Feng Liyan said, as her eyes and smile suddenly turned eerie, causing Bai Yi to shiver and get goosebumps.

"You, what kind of accident could happen to a grown man like you? The Capital City has such good security that girls don’t even worry about going out at midnight. So what the hell are you worried about in broad daylight?"

This damned demon, always knows how to scare him.

"You never know; better to be safe than sorry. Or do you want to only be able to see me at night?"

"Alright, alright, out you go, I need to change." With a bang, Bai Yi shut the bathroom door.

"Never seen anyone curse themselves to die, you nutcase."

Bai Yi cursed, reaching out for the towel on the rack to wash his face.

Feng Liyan chuckled, leaving the bathroom door, and upon seeing the box of "Xiaobai’s" stuff on the sofa, feared Bai Yi would ask him to mail it later, so he hid the box in the wardrobe.

Soon, Bai Yi changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom.

Seeing Feng Liyan waiting for him, he said nothing, turned around, and retrieved the little kitten from the evening before from the walk-in closet.

"Take that box with you and mail it to Xiaobai later."

"..." Feng Liyan’s eye twitched slightly.

"Forget it, there’s no need to mail it. I’ll just take it back to him when I return soon."

Bai Yi thought for a moment and said nothing: "Alright."

He turned around, grabbed the car keys, and went out with Feng Liyan.

As they just stepped out, they saw Qing Yi, who had been missing for a night, return.

Seeing Qing Yi with his head bowed slightly, looking like he could barely walk, Bai Yi frowned and hurriedly grabbed his arm, asking, "What’s wrong with you, what happened?"

"...Nothing." Qing Yi shook his head slightly, responding weakly.

As he spoke, he kept moving, still heading towards his room.

He looked so exhausted it seemed like he might faint at any moment.

"You call this nothing? Am I blind?!" Bai Yi grabbed his arm, not letting him go.

It was the first time he saw Qing Yi like this.

"Where’s the Drunkard? Weren’t you looking for him? Where is he?"

Hearing the word "Drunkard," Qing Yi’s steps abruptly halted.

He kept his head down without answering, lost in thought.

"Speak."

"...He went back to his hometown for a while, he’ll be back after some time."

This sentence was not only directed at Bai Yi but also meant for himself.

He will come back.

"Back to his hometown? Where’s his hometown? Why’d he suddenly go back for no reason, does he still have people there?" Bai Yi was puzzled.

He had never heard Drunkard mention his family, so where did this hometown come from?

Upon hearing Bai Yi’s words, Qing Yi felt a tightness in his chest, and the unease that had eased a bit flared up again.

Seeing the silent, obviously troubled Qing Yi, Bai Yi became anxious.

"Speak up, what really happened."

"He said nothing’s wrong."

"He says nothing’s wrong, and you believe it? Haven’t you noticed he’s lost a lot of weight recently? He never answers his phone. It’s obvious he’s hiding something from us."

"..." Qing Yi’s hands, hanging by his sides, slowly tightened into fists.

"He’s not a child. Plus, isn’t Jun Moyan doing quite well? If there were really any issues, wouldn’t Jun Moyan help solve them? Maybe he really just went back home for a while," Feng Liyan, who had been silent, finally spoke.

Novel