Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1217: The Tattoo Appears Again

Ais flicked the ash from his cigarette with a cool gesture, wearing an indifferent expression:

"What if I say I won’t help?"

Jun Moyan pondered slightly for two seconds, then said: "What are your conditions, go ahead and tell me."

"I, Ais, lack neither money nor power, and you don’t have a woman; what could you offer me?"

Seeing Jun Moyan’s face turn unpleasant, Ais, in great spirits, casually propped his long legs on the long table, grinning smugly:

"Since I’m in a good mood today, I’ll give you a chance to owe me. Speak up, what’s the matter?"

It seemed his previous refusal was merely to tease Jun Moyan.

Ais’s words made Jun Moyan truly grateful.

Despite appearing carefree and defiant, showing no particular attitude towards anyone, Ais wasn’t actually bad at heart.

When he first learned Ais was related to the Baiming Sect and was under someone’s control, Jun Moyan felt mostly anger and worry towards Ais.

If Ais had approached him from the start without being directed by that person, he believed they really could have become friends.

The kind of friends who share life-and-death bonds.

"You can’t help."

After hearing this, Ais’s smile froze for a couple of seconds, then he nodded in understanding.

"Alright, I get it. I’ll help you contact him, but whether he’s willing to meet you or whether I can find him soon depends on your luck."

"Tell him I have a tattoo; he’ll meet me."

Yes, the tattoo appeared once again, which he discovered after waking up in the hospital.

He figured it must have appeared at the bridal shop, the day Xiaoguai was taken away, when he forcibly broke through the restraints on him.

And he deduced that person definitely knows about the tattoo, perhaps it is even connected to him.

"Tattoo?"

Ais quickly recalled how several months earlier Jun Moyan had cornered him, talking about something regarding a tattoo.

But at that time, there was nothing on his body.

"What is it?"

"I’m not sure, but that person certainly knows."

Ais didn’t have it, so Jun Moyan refrained from discussing it further, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Ais nodded: "Alright then."

"Thank you."

This thank you from Jun Moyan was heartfelt and without any hesitation.

Even his eyes radiated sincerity.

Ais hesitated slightly, seemingly taken aback.

Then he laughed, unable to resist teasing: "To be able to hear a thank you from you, the third son of the Jun family, in one’s lifetime—I’m probably the first, right?"

Jun Moyan also laughed: "Then you’ll be disappointed, my first thank you was given to Xiaoguai."

"Who?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Xiaoguai? Such a fond nickname.

And it sounds like a girl’s name.

"My cat."

"Cat? What on earth..."

Jun Moyan said nothing more, his gaze conveyed final gratitude to Ais as he turned to leave.

"Hey, where to? Rarely do you visit, won’t you have a drink before leaving?" Ais said, sitting up and stubbing out the almost finished cigarette in the ashtray.

He then picked up two clean glasses from the table and poured some alcohol.

Jun Moyan’s steps paused; he stood there without turning back.

A few seconds later, he said very calmly: "If there’s a chance, today’s favor, I’ll certainly repay."

In the spacious, dimly lit room, Jun Moyan’s seemingly calm tone sounded particularly heavy.

"What do you mean?"

Ais looked at him, slightly furrowing his brow.

Jun Moyan didn’t respond, opened the door, and left directly.

"Hey, Jun?"

Ais’s brows furrowed even tighter.

"Inexplicable."

Ais felt a bit perturbed emotionally, ignoring it, and continued to fill his glass with wine.

Then he lifted it up and drank it all in one go.