Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

(Six thousand words are coming! This is the last bonus chapter!)

Shi Ran has been addicted to her phone lately, and she likes to watch low-fat short videos whenever she has free time, which is only natural.

He especially loves watching AI-generated short videos of cats and dogs, staring at the screen with a loving expression and chuckling. I finally understand why the older generation loves watching AI children.

Every time he saw a picture of a majestic, large cat, his eyes would light up, and he'd lean over to show it to Fu Yanshen: "Doesn't it look like you?"

Fu Yanshen was looking at the documents and glanced at them.

On the screen, a grey Maine Coon, a Russian breed, stares at the screen with a sullen and disdainful expression.

Fu Yanshen glanced at the cat's name, Grey...

He looked away. "It doesn't seem like it."

"They're exactly the same, aren't they?" Shi Ran snorted, turned over, and rested her head on Fu Yanshen's lap to continue brushing her fingers.

Fu Yanshen didn't move, letting him rest his head on the pillow.

Three minutes later, Shi Ran sprang up from his lap, turned to look at him, and had a very serious expression.

"Fu Yanshen".

"Um."

"I have a very serious question for you: First, tell me if you love me?"

Fu Yan took a deep breath, already used to it, and without even looking up, asked, "Ai, do you need me to get anything for you?"

"No! That's not it at all!" Shi Ran was puzzled as to how her reputation had turned out this way. "I wanted to ask you, if I turned into a kitten one day, would you still love me?"

Fu Yanshen looked up.

He knows his child too well; every day he has countless bizarre questions waiting for you. Please watch the video:

While eating omelet rice, someone suddenly asked, "Fu Yanshen, do you know why hens don't leave Earth?"

Fu Yanshen pondered for a moment, then suddenly revealed the answer: "Because hens incubate all round things, the hen is actually incubating the Earth."

Fu Yanshen gave up his contemplation.

One day, during a meeting, Fu Yanshen was in a state of anxiety when, in an office where everyone was dressed in suits and ties with furrowed brows, Fu's phone rang.

Everyone in the room glanced over instinctively, then simultaneously looked away.

Shi Ran sent: 【Honey, "good idea" means a good idea, but what does "good idea you" mean?】

Fu Yanshen turned the phone face down and handed in his homework three times that night.

But I digress. Let's get back to the main point.

Fu Yanshen nodded, but Shi Ran persisted, "What if I turned into a red ape?"

Orangutan.

Fu Yanshen paused for a second, wondering why it was a red orangutan. Oh well, he nodded again.

Shi Ran narrowed her eyes. "You hesitated."

Fu Yanshen leaned back on the sofa, looked at him for two seconds, and smiled.

"Then ask me again."

"Okay." But then, Shi Ran's eyes lit up, and she started to play tricks, "If I became your ex, would you still love me?"

The air was quiet for a second.

This time it was Fu Yanshen's turn to narrow his eyes. "I don't have an ex."

Shi Ran: o.0

"Really? In all these years, has no one ever pounced on you?"

Fu Yanshen is practically a top-tier eligible bachelor. Although he seems unapproachable, very few bold and foolish people have ever tried to pounce on him.

"There's one too."

Shi Ran's heart skipped a beat. He had just asked casually, but it turned out there really was one. What a tight-lipped guy.

Moreover, the one Fu Yanshen mentioned, could it be an ordinary one?

It's definitely something special.

"Who is it?" Shi Ran asked nonchalantly, oblivious to her own sourness. "Go ahead and tell me, I'm just being a bit gossipy."

Fu Yanshen looked at him and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"He said he was a loyal dog, but that doesn't necessarily mean he's loyal to only one master."

Shi Ran was stunned; these were clearly words he had said...

Suddenly caught off guard, she angrily turned her back to him, shouting, "I hate you!"

Fu Yanshen looked down at the round back of the boy's head, reached out to pull him, but couldn't budge him.

He wasn't very strong, but he was putting all his strength into it. Fu Yanshen pulled again, but it still wouldn't budge. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Normally, he leans against him like he has no bones, but when he gets angry, even several oxen couldn't pull him away.

Shi Ran crossed her arms and said angrily, "What loyal dog? I hate dogs! I want a cat."

Fu Yanshen pressed himself against him, his arm slipping around his waist and pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Are you really going to raise it?"

Shi Ran's shoulders slowly relaxed in his arms, and she nodded.

He's wanted to get a cat for a long time.

He wanted to have a pet when he was a child, but his mother was allergic to cat fur, so they couldn't keep any furry animals at home.

Every time he passed by a pet store, he would press his face against the glass for a long time, his nose pressed flat, and he would draw cat ears on the glass with his finger.

After starting university, he always carried a cat treat in his backpack.

The stray cats at school all knew him. When they saw him walking towards them from afar, they would run over and rub against his ankles, circling around him.

He also joined the school's rescue team and took the school's stray cats to get them spayed or neutered.

There was a little tabby cat that was very attached to him. It would often wait for him to come out downstairs in the dormitory building. Shi Ran liked it very much, but unfortunately, pets were not allowed in the dormitory.

Moreover, at that time he couldn't even take care of himself, so how could he take care of another little life?

But he only mentioned it casually and never thought about raising one in the dungeon.

A few days later, he had almost forgotten about it.

One evening, Fu Yanshen said he had booked a newly opened restaurant and that they would meet there after work, while Zhou Jin would come to his house to pick him up.

As soon as Shi Ran got in the car, she noticed that Zhou Jin was acting strangely. The corners of his mouth were always turned up, and he was exuding an excited aura of "I am carrying a major secret".

"What are you grinning about again? Did you win the lottery?"

"No, can't I be happy? I'm naturally cheerful."

Shi Ran narrowed her eyes. "Are you plotting something again? Did you take another unflattering photo of me?"

Zhou Jin glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "The boss made me write a guarantee last time. I'm a man of my word, okay? I'm just happy today. Is being happy a crime?"

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

When we drove to the commercial center where the restaurant was located, we found that the entire first floor had been booked out and decorated like a small exhibition, with cat trees and booths everywhere.

A huge backdrop read: "The First Port City Famous Catering Competition".

"A cat contest?"

Shi Ran's eyes couldn't help but drift inside. From afar, she could see that the contestants at each booth were all groomed to a glossy shine, definitely competition grade.

He started to plan, then turned to Zhou Jin and asked, "Hey, has your boss arrived yet? Shall we go in and take a look around first, and wait for him?"

Zhou Jin smiled knowingly, "No, we're stuck in traffic."

"That's perfect!" Shi Ran's face lit up with joy, but looking at the scene inside, she became worried again. "Can we go in? This competition looks really high-class. Do we need tickets?"

Zhou Jin waved his hand dismissively, "Come with me."

He led Shi Ran inside with a swagger, and the staff at the door not only did not stop them, but also bowed respectfully.

Shi Ran was stunned. "Wow, Zhou Jin, how come you have so much influence?"

"It's because our boss has a lot of influence, throughout the entire port city—"

"Zhou Jin".

A deep voice came from the side door.

Zhou Jin's mouth was still open, but he could no longer make a sound.

Fu Yanshen walked in through the side door, as if he had been there for a while. Shi Ran suddenly noticed something and leaned closer. "Weren't you blocking the road? What are you doing here?"

Zhou Jin whispered a reminder from the side: "Because this competition was organized by our Black Shield organization, it was only finalized a week ago and was organized in an emergency."

Shi Ran turned to look at him, "What?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to get a cat? Mr. Fu originally wanted to buy one directly from a cattery, but after looking at several, he felt they were unreliable." Zhou Jin got more and more excited as he spoke, "So we decided to hold one ourselves. All the best cats in Hong Kong are here, the best of the best, for you to choose from."

"Zhou Jin," Fu Yanshen said.

Zhou Jin shut up, but he had said everything he needed to say.

Shi Ran slowly turned her head to look at Fu Yanshen, leaned forward, and gave Fu Yanshen a solid kiss on the cheek.

"Let's go." Fu Yanshen put him down. "Let's go see the cats."

This place was like a mouse falling into a rice jar for Shi Ran; he loved every single one of them. In the end, he couldn't move away from a rag doll.

A five-month-old female kitten, seal bicolor, with blue eyes.

She didn't bark or make a fuss; she sat upright in her display cage, her tail gracefully circling her little paws—a perfect little cat.

Shi Ran reached his hand through the crack in the cage. The little doll tilted its head and looked at him for two seconds, then leaned closer and touched his fingertips with the tip of its nose.

It's moist and cool, like a small piece of jelly.

Shi Ran's heart melted instantly. "Fu Yanshen, look at it..."

After rubbing Shi Ran's fingertips, the little doll turned to look at Fu Yanshen.

She slowly winked at Fu Yanshen through the cage, then stood up, walked to the cage, and rubbed her head against the wire mesh of the cage door.

"Ouch, that's a flirtatious charm! Want to touch it too?"

Fu Yanshen hesitated for a second, but Shi Ran had already pulled his hand over and put his index finger into the gap of the cage. The little doll immediately came closer, rubbed its cheek against his hand, and made a loud purring sound.

"I'll take this one!" Shi Ran immediately decided.

On the way back, Shi Ran held onto the cat carrier tightly, placing it on his lap. He could feel the warmth of the cat on his lap, which he found amazing.

Fu Yanshen reached out and supported the flight case.

"Sink it, put it in the middle."

"It's not heavy at all." Shi Ran moved half an inch towards the car door. "It's not that heavy."

"I said the box was heavy."

"The box isn't heavy either."

Fu Yanshen did not retract his hand; he supported the bottom of the box with one hand to help share the weight.

When they arrived home, they discovered that Fu Yanshen had even had a pet room specially prepared.

Inside, there was a complete set of cat litter boxes, cat trees, cat beds, food and water bowls, canned cat food, scratching posts, and cat toys—it was practically a mini pet supplies exhibition.

There's also a wall-mounted cat staircase that extends from the floor to the ceiling; it's made of solid wood and matches the color of the floor in the house exactly.

"When did you prepare this?"

"In the next few days."

This person prepared everything before taking him to see the cat.

We had just arrived home, and since it was a new environment, the child was a little nervous. As soon as he got out of the carrier, his belly was practically scraping the floor as he moved forward step by step.

The rest of them followed behind, cautiously keeping quiet.

Within minutes, Mimi started wagging her tail and swaggering around the house.

The cat's name was given by Fu Yanshen; it's called Niannian.

When Shi Ran asked him how he came up with such a sticky and mushy name, he stared at Shi Ran and said, "It was easy to come up with."

Every year, on the first day after arriving home, she is simply a textbook example of "someone else's cat".

It doesn't grab the sofa, doesn't do parkour, goes to bed early and gets up early, and urinates and defecates in designated spots on its own, and buries itself properly.

A snow-white ball of fur sat quietly in the cat's bed.

Whoever squats down to talk, she looks at them with those excessively blue eyes, blinks slowly, and occasionally replies, so sweet it melts your heart.

But Shi Ran quickly realized something was wrong; the food in the bowl was still there, and the water level in the water bowl remained unchanged.

He opened the can of food, but Nian Nian only came over to sniff it before retreating back into her cat bed.

He even tried using cat treats, but that didn't work.

I haven't eaten or drunk anything all day; I guess I'm still stressed.

Shi Ran was extremely anxious. That evening, when Fu Yanshen returned from working overtime, he searched the bedroom but couldn't find his wife. Finally, he found Shi Ran sitting on the floor in the pet room, with her legs crossed and a row of open cans of food in front of her.

Shi Ran looked up and saw Fu Yanshen, then pouted, "You're finally back..."

Fu Yanshen squatted down next to him, glanced at the huge array of cans, and then at Niannian, who remained unmoved in her nest. He immediately understood what was going on.

Every year, she raised her head, blinked at Fu Yanshen, and called out in a sticky voice.

Shi Ran was even more frustrated and complained to the cat, "Look, I've been sitting here for almost an hour, and she only glanced at me twice. But as soon as you walk in, she starts barking."

Fu Yanshen reached out and took the cat treat from Shi Ran's hand. "Go take a shower, I'll try it."

Shi Ran hesitated for a moment, then stood up. "Give it a try. If she's willing to eat it, you'll be her biological father from now on."

Fu Yanshen turned to look at him, but didn't say anything. Shi Ran immediately smiled sheepishly.

"Okay, okay, you were one too."

Shi Ran went to take a shower.

But when the sound of rushing water came, he suddenly realized something: Fu Yanshen might never have fed a cat in his life.

He's never even hugged her. What if he angers Nian Nian and gets arrested?

Shi Ran quickly washed up, put on her pajamas, and ran back. But as soon as she entered the pet room, she saw the following scene.

Fu Yanshen sat stiffly on the sofa, his hands outstretched, holding Niannian under her armpits, lifting her up in front of him.

Every year he would hold it in mid-air, its four legs dangling, its tail drooping, like a towel being hung out to dry.

A person and a cat stared at each other, their blue eyes filled with confusion.

What exactly is this human trying to do?

Shi Ran stood at the doorway. "What...what are you doing?"

Fu Yanshen turned to look at him, his arm holding the cat still motionless. "She won't go down."

"What do you mean she won't get down? You're just holding her up like this? Of course she can't get down. You need to put her on your lap and support her."

Fu Yanshen slowly withdrew his hand and tried to place Niannian on his lap.

But every time she touched his leg, she would nimbly turn over.

Shi Ran was so startled she wanted to pounce on her, but then hesitated, afraid of frightening her. "Eh..."

As a result, Niannian climbed up Fu Yanshen's chest and then steadily squatted on Fu Yanshen's shoulder.

Every year, it surveyed the room from its high vantage point, seemingly quite satisfied with this vantage point, then gracefully flicked its tail and nestled in.

Shi Ran laughed and immediately took out her phone, snapping more than a dozen photos.

"Hey, don't move, this angle is perfect. Look here every year, wow, you have such a great sense of the camera, baby, much better than your dad."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanshen made a gesture as if to grab Nian Gong from the north of the city.

Shi Ran immediately changed her tune, "Oh my god, honey, your profile is so handsome! I mean, how come I never noticed before? Niannian is so good, she's really my daughter! You love your dad too, right?"

Fu Yanshen paused, quite pleased with the last sentence.

He turned his head to look at the one who was doing whatever he wanted on his shoulder, but as soon as he moved, Nian Nian moved too, its fluffy tail brushing against his neck, making him shiver slightly from the tickling sensation.

"She seems to really like your shoulder." Shi Ran leaned closer, her eyes sparkling. "Don't move, I'll try feeding her like this."

Shi Ran tore open a new cat treat and brought it closer. Nian Nian lowered her head to sniff it, and this time she actually ate it, purring loudly.

Fu Yanshen frowned slightly. "What was that sound?"

Shi Ran held the cat treat still and whispered, "She's purring, which means she's very beautiful."

Fu Yanshen's brows were still furrowed, like a cat with a terrible temper.

Before she could even finish the cat treat, Shi Ran's arm started to ache. It was all because Fu Yanshen was too tall; standing on the shoulders of giants, Niannian was even taller.

Shi Ran glanced at Fu Yanshen, but before he could even speak, Fu Yanshen understood what he meant.

He sighed.

Fu Yanshen cooperated and slowly squatted down, so Shi Ran no longer had to stand on tiptoe.

This is the scene that Zhou Jin saw when he barged in.

The eldest cat was kneeling on the ground, while Nian Nian proudly perched on its shoulder, tilting its head back to eat the cat treats that Shi Ran fed it.

What kind of scene is this? Is it a true reflection of family dynamics?

"Oh my god... I didn't see anything! Boss, I'm off."

After Zhou Jin finished speaking, he left, leaving the three people in the room looking at each other in bewilderment.

From then on, Niannian developed an inexplicable obsession with her father's shoulders.

As long as Fu Yanshen is home, it must hang on him every year, its tail wrapping around the back of his neck like a living scarf.

At first, Fu Yanshen would try to shoo it away, but later he found that it would jump on him tirelessly, so he had to give up.

"Is your child treating you like a cat tree?"

Shi Ran leaned against the doorway, watching Fu Yanshen sitting upright at his desk, with a cat already perched on his shoulder.

Fu Yanshen reached out and scooped Niannian off his shoulder.

Every year, it let out a "meow" to express its dissatisfaction, then waddled away with its tail held high.

Fu Yanshen looked up and reached out to Shi Ran. Shi Ran knew what he meant, and asked knowingly, "What?"

Fu Yanshen smiled slightly. "Your turn."

What truly revealed Nian Zong's "demon" nature to Shi Ran was midnight.

A week after it came home, it began to solidify its position as the head of the household.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I would vaguely feel something pressing on my chest.

He barely opened one eye and saw a white figure sitting upright on his chest.

Master Nian's expression was focused, his eyes half-closed, and he was snoring loudly as he kneaded the milk.

He was so tired that he only reached out and touched Niannian's head before falling asleep again.

Unbeknownst to him, after stepping on them for a while, Nian Nian changed direction and precisely found the gap between them, beginning a new round of massage.

Fu Yanshen was a light sleeper. He woke up after Nian Nian had only stepped on him a few times. He instinctively grabbed the culprit and realized it was Nian.

The furry creature was completely unaware that it had been discovered and stomped on it with great effort.

Fu Yanshen tried to ignore it, but its gurgling sound was as loud as a small engine, and it became increasingly arrogant, literally taking advantage of his kindness.

What does it mean.

There is only one person who can sit on my face.

Fu Yanshen could no longer bear it and grabbed Niannian, lifting her up.

Every year, with its four paws dangling in the air and its tail hanging down, it makes a short "meow," its blue eyes are round and bright, and its expression is extremely innocent.

Fu Yanshen threw the child down without changing his expression.

Ten seconds later, Fu Yanshen felt the engine in his ear start up again.

This went on until Fu Yanshen was so tired that he finally fell asleep.

The next morning, when Shi Ran woke up, he felt something warm next to his neck. Looking down, he saw that Niannian had somehow crawled into his bed.

He was about to say, "Fu Yanshen, look..." when Fu Yanshen came out of the bathroom and his gaze fell on the white woolen ball that took up the entire pillow.

Fu Yanshen looked at Shi Ran and complained, "It stepped on me last night."

"Step on you?"

"Stepped on four times."

Shi Ran glanced down at Niannian, who was yawning in her arms, then looked up at Fu Yanshen's slightly resentful face and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"That's kneading, which means she's very relaxed and treats you like her mother. Do you know how incredibly honorable that is!"

Fu Yanshen picked up the watch from the bedside table, bent down to fasten the strap, and said:

"I'm not going to be a mother."

Shi Ran tried to shift the focus, speaking with conviction, her eyes fixed on President Fu's large toss.

"No, no, it's because your muscles are big that it feels good to step on them, that's why I step on you."

Fu Yanshen looked up, his voice lowering slightly, "It's sitting on my face. Who taught it that?"

Shi Ran was taken aback, but stubbornly replied, "It wasn't me who made it."

Fu Yanshen bent down, tapped the head of the person in Shi Ran's arms, and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to go to bed tonight."

Then she turned and kissed Shi Ran, whispering, "I'll be back early tonight; it got a new cat tree to install."

Shi Ran held Niannian's paw and waved it at Fu Yanshen, "Okay, Niannian, say goodbye to Daddy. Daddy loves you the most and will even build you a cat tree himself."

Nian Nian: "Meow."

Fu Yanshen left a very soft sigh in the corridor.

That night, Fu Yanshen did not turn off the light after going to bed.

After Shi Ran finished showering, she lifted the covers and crawled into bed, nuzzling her head against his chest, only to find him still staring at the ceiling.

Why aren't you asleep yet?

"Wait for it."

Shi Ran followed his gaze to the bedroom door.

Sure enough, a white mangosteen peeked through the crack in the door, followed by a semi-trailer truck.

The young man leaped onto the bed, his gaze fixed on Fu Yanshen's forearm, ready to stomp on it.

Fu Yanshen reached out and pulled her into the blanket.

Before Niannian could react, she was wrapped up like a cat, with only her fluffy little head showing.

She struggled for a moment, then turned to her mother for help. Shi Ran shrugged, and her mother was at a loss.

But Nian Nian didn't give up. In her cat-curled form, Nian Nian continued to stomp.

They stomped even harder, their efforts were more moving, and their story was even more inspiring.

"If you step on it again, I'll give it away." Fu Yanshen stared at the ceiling, utterly dejected.

Shi Ran was trying not to laugh, laughing so hard the bed was shaking. Fu Yanshen looked up at him, a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"Does she think of you as the world's biggest scratching post?"

Shi Ran leaned over and kissed him on the chin, then buried her face in the crook of his neck, saying, "Why does she like you so much?"

Shi Ran laughed, a muffled laugh, "She takes after me in that respect too."

Fu Yanshen didn't speak, but slowly lifted his head and placed it on Nian Nian's back, gently patting her through the blanket.

Every year, she would nuzzle her head into the crook of his neck.

"I'm not giving it away."

Fu Yanshen sighed.

(This last chapter is a bonus for Lao Fu. I need to hurry up and write my new novel. It's a quick transmigration novel, and I've already written 30,000 words. Remember to follow me, my darlings, and start reading as soon as the new book is released!)