Just as Gu Qiaoqiao was lost in thought, the two of them began to step down the stairs, and halfway down, the white cat lying on the carpet suddenly stood up, meowing in her direction.
She couldn't understand a thing, but those eyes of the white cat, like purple gemstones, were fixed on her.
It seemed like the first time she'd seen a cat of such color; it was incredibly beautiful, but an odd feeling stirred within her heart.
Because it felt as if the cat was speaking to her with its meows.
She continued following Qin Yize down the stairs, and the young cat seemed patiently waiting for her to come down. The moment she stepped onto the carpet, the white cat suddenly dashed over, so swiftly, like a streak of white light, reaching Gu Qiaoqiao in the blink of an eye.
Qin Yize naturally knew, within this house, his son sensed Gu Qiaoqiao's peculiarity, and Xiao Bai did too.
