The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Ouch, it hurts!

Although this cat was so skinny, when it bit people, it was especially fierce!

Diya saw the wound on her arm and immediately gasped!

It didn't know how to appreciate people's kindness!

Diya wanted to cry, but she had no tears. She looked at the cat that was jumping up and down on her body. She felt that she must have offended it in her previous life!

It was too detestable!

However, the other party was an animal that did not know anything. Diya could not get angry.

Ming Ye looked at the bloody marks on Diya's hands and frowned without leaving a trace.

"Are you hurt?"

The black-gray cat seemed to understand Ming Ye's words. It raised its head proudly and jumped off Diya's arm.

Was she so unpleasing to the cat?

Diya was extremely depressed. She shook her head at Ming Ye with a bitter face.

"It's just a few scratches. It's not a big deal. It doesn't seem to like me. Pick up the cat."

Ming Ye frowned. He finally reached out his empty hand and hugged the smug little black cat on the ground.

He held the umbrella in one hand and the cat in the other. However, he did not look embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked very chic.

Diya looked at Ming Ye in a daze and subconsciously lost her words.

This man was really good-looking.

Diya, who was good-looking, had seen all kinds of good-looking men in the past. Not to mention that Diya's half-brother, Fiennes, was definitely first-class.

However…

Diya still felt that Ming Ye looked somewhat similar to the emperor.

In the past, she had already felt that these two people's figures were very similar!

Now that she looked at them, their facial features were also somewhat similar. It was just that Ming Ye's pair of bewitching jade-colored eyes were too eye-catching, so much so that they overpower the other parts.

Could it be that she liked this type of handsome man?

Diya was puzzled in her heart.

…

Just as Diya was daydreaming, Ming Ye spoke.

"Let's go back."

Hearing that deep voice, Diya suddenly came back to her senses. She quickly nodded her head in confusion and followed Ming Ye's footsteps.

The two of them quickly walked into the house.

Ming Ye gently put down the cat. The furry little thing seemed to not recognize strangers at all. It suddenly ran around the house happily.

Its grayish-black fur was still wet. When it ran down like this, almost all the places it passed by were splashed with water.

However, no one cared about it. They just let it roll around happily.

Diya looked at the stray cat that obviously treated this place as its home. She could not help but twitch her lips.

She looked at Ming Ye who was changing his shoes. There was a deep curiosity in her expression.

"Say, do you have a special attraction for cats? Why do I feel like that cat is not afraid of you at all, but treats me like this instead?"

As she said that, she could not help but look at the blood stains on her left arm, feeling extremely indignant!

What was this discrimination?

That man's expression was obviously much worse than hers, as cold as a dull gourd whereas she was smiling. That cat had no taste!

It could not even tell the affinity of humans!

Just as Diya was jealous of Ming Ye's ability to please small animals, that man opened the drawer and suddenly found a small box that seemed to be filled with medicine.

Was he trying to apply medicine on her?

Diya was stunned. Suddenly, an indescribable feeling emerged from her heart.

Just as Diya was blushing, she suddenly heard Ming Ye's cold words.

"I hate cats."

Ming Ye would never forget that he was locked in that dark laboratory. He was naked and locked in a transparent cage made of special alloy as if he was a slave.

At that time, Ming Ye's face was as young as a teenager's. He was still young, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

His eyes were not as demonic as they were now. They were pure black.

The staff members in white uniforms looked at him curiously. There were men and women, old and young. It was as if he was a rare treasure, but they did not treat him as a human.

"0478 is so handsome!"

"I wonder where the High Priest found the gene. 0478's facial features are really amazing!"

"Moreover, his physique is too special. After so many experiments with his body, 0478 seems to be able to heal."

"Cough, all of you don't know how much manpower and resources the High Priest spent for this little guy. She even almost lost half of her body's blood for him!"

"Oh my god, does that mean that this little guy is still alive? Isn't that a miracle?"

…

At that time, Ming Ye, who was locked up in the cage, often heard the name of the High Priest. He only heard her name but never saw her.

Then one day, the High Priest came over. The staff members bowed their heads in a flattering manner to show their respect to the woman who was full of grace.

Ming Ye was naked. He opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the woman with a mole in the corner of her right eye. Her beauty could topple cities.

Even on such an occasion, the high priest was still holding a beautiful Persian cat in her arms. The cat was very intelligent. Its green eyes were deep, like an excellent jade.

Was that woman the one who created him?

Although he did not know much, his learning ability was very strong. When Ming Ye saw those people, he suddenly felt hatred.

Moreover, he knew best what pain was like.

All of this was caused by that cold-faced woman.

He hated her, but he was powerless to say it.

The high priest, who was surrounded by people, held the Persian cat in her arms and walked towards Ming Ye in a noble and lazy manner.

The staff member lowered his head and introduced him respectfully.

"High Priest, this is 0478. He's growing up very smoothly."

The high priest looked at Ming Ye's immature face and suddenly said something.

"I don't like two products that are exactly the same. Change the color of his pupils to jade. It's good as long as it's similar to the cat in my arms."

After the High Priest left, in order to change Ming Ye's pupil color, those people injected a large number of bloodthirsty insects into Ming Ye's body.

For nearly half a month, Ming Ye was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.

Later on, his eyes became pure green, almost demonic.

…

"I hate cats."

Ming Ye took the medical box and sat down next to Diya.

In the dark rainy night, in the not-so-spacious room, Ming Ye's voice seemed to carry its own echo, making it low and clear.

When Diya heard this, she suddenly shivered.

This man actually said that he hated cats?!

It can't be…

Diya stared at Ming Ye with her mouth agape. She even stuttered when she spoke.

"No… it can't be, right? Then why did you carry that stray cat back just now?"

Uh, but when she recalled that Ming Ye carried that stray cat earlier, his actions were indeed not very gentle.