CHAPTER 225: CHAPTER 225 LIVING THE GOOD LIFE

The scene instantly devolved into chaos. Some said An Yan should be taken to the hospital, while others argued she should be brought home instead.

A sly smile slowly emerged on Feng Jingnian’s gloomy face.

"Tell Azhen to handle the driver."

"Yes."

「In the car.」

An Yan opened her eyes and looked at Mu Enyu, who was a crying mess.

"Little Deskmate, you’re too loud for my ears."

Mu Enyu was speechless.

Liang Chen said, "Faking death to escape! It’s the only way to get rid of that Young Master Feng."

"When did you two plan this?"

Mu Enyu looked at them, confused. "Why didn’t you tell me?"

An Yan laughed and said, "There was no plan; it was spur of the moment, and your reactions were all amazing!"

"You scared me to death!"

Mu Enyu suddenly lunged forward and hugged An Yan, then after a moment, stiffened.

"Sis Yan, where’s Little Squirrel?"

Normally, if Little Squirrel wasn’t with her, it would be in Sis Yan’s pocket. But now, Sis Yan’s pocket was empty.

"Taken by that Young Master Feng’s men."

The scene had been chaotic, but she hadn’t actually fainted, so she knew Little Squirrel had been taken.

「In Feng Jingnian’s car.」

Little Squirrel sat in a golden cage, paws propping up its cheeks, tilting its head as it gazed at the man with glasses who was staring at it.

It was captured during the turmoil of its owner’s collapse, amidst a chaos no one could manage.

It could have escaped, but it had decided to seek revenge for its owner.

It had been a difficult search for Little Squirrel to find an owner who could provide it with medicine to stop the Spiritual Energy from draining from its body.

It certainly didn’t want to leave its owner.

But this man with glasses was truly despicable. Just because its owner refused to sell it, he’d had someone ram their car into its owner’s car!

Utterly despicable!

So, it decided to beat him at his own game and show this man with glasses the true meaning of regret.

Feng Jingnian held a stick in his hand and gently poked Little Squirrel.

"A Treasure-hunting Mouse, are you? I know you understand human speech. Now, here’s your chance to perform. Point out which of these stones contains green!"

Little Squirrel was stumped. ’Green’? What’s that?

"Help me find stones just like you helped An Yan. Otherwise..."

With a CRACK, Feng Jingnian snapped the stick in his hand.

Little Squirrel shuddered.

Understood. This man with glasses wanted to know which stone had the most potent Spiritual Energy.

Its little paw reached out and pointed to one of them.

Once the car returned to the villa, Feng Jingnian had someone bring a cutting machine to cut open the stone.

"It’s top-grade jadeite! Young Master Feng, this truly is top-grade! Look at the luster..."

Feng Jingnian chuckled, "It truly is a Treasure-hunting Mouse."

"Congratulations, Young Master Feng, on gaining another divine assistant!"

Feng Jingnian was overjoyed. He picked up the cage and brought Little Squirrel into his warehouse.

Rows upon rows of shelves lined the room, filled with various types of stones. Many were even piled up in the corners!

"Pick out all the ones with green!"

Little Squirrel was aghast. This guy is so greedy! He wants them all? Dream on, you greedy bastard! Too bad I’m a squirrel and can’t curse him out loud!

However, after selecting two stones, it tilted its little head, pretending to have exhausted its energy.

"Young Master, what’s wrong with it?" a subordinate asked, puzzled.

Feng Jingnian observed for a moment.

"It might have run out of Spiritual Power. I’ve heard that Treasure-hunting Mice consume Spiritual Power to find treasure. Go out and prepare some high-grade pet food for it—imported, the best there is!"

Then, he poked Little Squirrel with the stick again. "Little guy, stick with me, and you’ll eat the finest food and drink the best. Happy?"

A sparkle suddenly appeared in Little Squirrel’s eyes.

It definitely wanted to eat the finest food and drink the best!

This response successfully pleased Feng Jingnian, making him burst into laughter.

Just an animal! It can be bought off with a little food.

"Later, I’ll dye your fur a different color so your former owner can’t recognize and take you back."

Little Squirrel immediately stretched out its little paw towards a poster on the wall.

The beautiful woman on it had striking and pretty lapis-purple hair.

"Alright, that’s the color we’ll use!"

Feng Jingnian pointed. "Go call a hairstylist over. Today, Little Squirrel will receive the VIP treatment!"

Afterward, Feng Jingnian stroked his chin. "Little buddy, you need a name! Let me think... what should I call you?"

"How about ’Gem’?"

Little Squirrel tilted its head. Gem???

"Don’t like it, huh? Then Gem it is! You’ll get used to it!"

Little Squirrel was speechless. Is this guy with the glasses crazy?

Seeing its bewildered expression, Feng Jingnian laughed heartily again.

Yes, he loved seeing others pretend to like something they actually hated, especially when they were forced to do so in front of him!

He carried the cage back to the main house. The table there was piled high with various imported nuts.

Feng Jingnian put the cage on the table and pushed the nuts inside.

"Eat up! Once you’re full, we’ll continue treasure hunting!"

Little Squirrel flopped down, headfirst, listlessly glaring at him.

Feng Jingnian laughed again.

"Alright. After you’ve eaten and drunk your fill and rested well, we’ll resume treasure hunting."

Only then did Little Squirrel climb back up and happily begin to gnaw on the imported delicacies.

This one is tasty; I must remember it so Master can buy it for me later. This one is good too, note it down, note it down! And this one, and this one... I’ll remember them all!

After eating until its belly and cheeks bulged, the hairstylist arrived.

While Little Squirrel was enjoying its VIP hair-dyeing service, Luolie and Officer Xiaohe returned to the villa.

"I apologize, Miss. I let that guy escape!"

Luolie felt extremely guilty. His guilt peaked, especially after hearing that the man had thrown something into An Yan’s eyes.

"Miss, rest assured. No matter the cost, I, Luolie, will capture that fellow and tear him to pieces!"

An Yan stopped him.

"Don’t go out looking anymore. I’m supposed to be in a coma. Normally, all of you would be expected to stay by my side, worried and fearful of being held accountable by Li Tianyao."

"Yes, I understand, Miss."

Luolie bowed and left the room. He had already memorized the man’s face; it was just a matter of hunting him down in a few days!

"Sis Yan!"

Mu Enyu bit her lip, her expression conflicted as she looked at An Yan. "Could you possibly..."

She wanted to ask Sis Yan to send someone to look for Little Squirrel.

But Sis Yan had just said she was in a coma. Everyone here was supposed to act as if they couldn’t be concerned about anything else. What about Little Squirrel then?

"What’s wrong, Enyu? Go ahead and tell me."

An Yan always had a lot of patience for her little Deskmate.

"Sis Yan, aren’t you worried about Little Squirrel?" Mu Enyu asked.

An Yan replied, "It’s not that I’m not worried; I just know worrying is useless!"

"Little Deskmate, you should trust Little Squirrel’s abilities! Besides, Feng Jingnian is interested in Little Squirrel because he believes I paid a high price of fifty million for that red jadeite solely because of Little Squirrel."