Ch 29: Those who wronged me are now begging me for mercy

The Sexy Little Wildcat is Online 24/7 to Serve You

Whoa, whoa! What did they just see?

Selling salted duck eggs was one thing, but what was this talk about kids?

Shock value: 2000. The veterinary students were utterly dumbfounded. For a few seconds, they couldn’t even react.

Finally, a minute later, someone nervously asked Rong Ziyin, “Top student, were you hacked?”

It didn’t even take a minute for Rong Ziyin to respond, “No, are you interested in buying salted duck eggs?”

The person, who was usually a joker, decided to give Rong Ziyin some advice, “Top student, you can’t do it like this! Your tone is too stiff. You need to sound more friendly, like you’re talking to us, your buddies from the same class.”

At the veterinary station, Rong Ziyin thought about this and realized they had a point.

So, he immediately replied, “Alright, my child, your dad’s going to grab some food first. Here’s the link, place your order yourself.”

Rong Ziyin’s classmate: “…”

Confusion level: 333

The system: “Master, seriously, if you manage to sell your salted duck eggs with that attitude, I’ll kneel and call you daddy!”

But before the system even finished speaking, a notification popped up on WeChat. Someone had actually placed an order at Rong Ziyin’s newly opened micro-store, even if it was only for five eggs.

And after that first order, more started trickling in.

Rong Ziyin: “My child?”

The system: “…Daddy.”

The system was baffled by what was going on in the minds of Rong Ziyin’s classmates.

But Rong Ziyin understood perfectly. It was just like the way he had marketed to those academic overachievers earlier.

College students are the quintessential “hoarders” when it comes to stocking up on food. After all, once the supermarket closes and the dormitory doors are locked, if you get hungry late at night, not even delivery can get to you.

So, instant noodles, spicy snacks, and mini hotpots become staples in almost every college student’s diet.

Often, even after lights out, you can still catch the enticing aromas of these convenience foods wafting through the dorms.

As a companion to these foods, salted duck eggs might not be a staple for everyone, but they definitely have a market.

As for the “dad and son” jokes, it’s just light-hearted fun among guys—no one really minds.

But since these were his customers, Rong Ziyin quickly updated his Moments with a new post.

This time, it featured salted duck eggs paired with dry-mixed noodles. Rong Ziyin added a line of text, “If you buy my duck eggs, you’re my forever gold sponsor daddy!”

He also attached a meme, again featuring the bald cartoon figure, but this time with a cute pink fuzzy cat ear headband and a matching pink tail.

Above the character was a playful cartoon caption, “The sexy little wildcat is online 24/7 to serve you.”

The system: “…Master, what on earth have you been watching online lately?”

But the most surprising thing was how the guys in the veterinary department actually started placing orders while laughing.

In college, the relationships between classmates are generally quite supportive. Even though there might be minor conflicts now and then, when it matters, the whole department comes together as one big family.

Rong Ziyin was one of them, after all. If they needed to stock up anyway, why not support their own? After all, it was better to keep the money within the group.

Plus, the story of Rong Ziyin rallying a group of students to churn out papers was still being talked about. He was definitely the pride of the veterinary department.

So, if you’re a brother, you’ve got to buy! Buy, buy, buy!

Grand Opening Success! In just a short while, Rong Ziyin managed to sell over 300 salted duck eggs, bringing the total, including those sold in the morning, to more than 400.

System: “That’s really fast! Usually, selling a hundred or two in a day at the town market is considered a lot.”

Rong Ziyin: “It’s because it’s the first day. It won’t be this quick after today. No one eats salted duck eggs every day; ten should last them over half a month.”

The system understood Rong Ziyin’s point but was still pleased. Sales meant that Rong Ziyin’s approach was working.

As it was getting late, Rong Ziyin decided to pack up and head home to rest.

On his way back, passing by the snack bar, Rong Ziyin thought for a moment and decided to order two dishes and a large bowl of rice to take away.

System: “Weren’t you full from dinner?”

Rong Ziyin: “It’s for Ji Shu.”

It was only while passing by that Rong Ziyin remembered he hadn’t seen Ji Shu all day, nor had he heard any of the villagers mention him coming by the veterinary station. It was as if Ji Shu had stayed indoors the entire day.

Thinking about how Ji Shu was still asleep when he left in the morning, Rong Ziyin recalled how Ji Shu had sat at the door with the goose the previous evening, waiting for him to come home.

If Ji Shu had indeed slept the whole day, he probably hadn’t eaten anything either. Considering that they got along well, Rong Ziyin decided to bring him some food.

However, when Rong Ziyin arrived home, he felt something was off.

From a distance, he heard the sound of a goose crying out from the courtyard, sharp and panicked, as if in extreme fear.

System: “Is it that goose?”

Rong Ziyin: “Probably.”

As he spoke, Rong Ziyin pushed against the courtyard gate.

But it wouldn’t budge.

The goose inside seemed to hear the noise at the gate and began crying even louder.

Rong Ziyin could see the goose’s frantic cries through the gate as it projected a flurry of desperate messages, “Daddy, help! Waaaah…”

Not knowing what was going on, Rong Ziyin started to feel anxious as he rummaged through his pockets for the key.

But the more rushed he felt, the harder it was to find. Finally, he put the food down, raised his foot, and kicked the courtyard gate hard.

With a loud bang, the gate flew open, and the force of the kick sent a tremor up Rong Ziyin’s leg, making it ache slightly.

But he ignored the pain and quickly looked into the courtyard, only to find Ji Shu slumped over the table as if he had fainted.

“Ji Shu!” Rong Ziyin hurried over to him, but Ji Shu suddenly grabbed his hand.

In the next moment, Ji Shu wrapped his arms around Rong Ziyin’s waist, practically collapsing into his embrace.

System: “Whoa! Whoa! What kind of scene is this?”

Rong Ziyin was also taken aback. Something was clearly wrong with Ji Shu; Rong Ziyin could feel him trembling uncontrollably in his arms.

“Ji Shu? What’s wrong?” Rong Ziyin asked softly.

But Ji Shu didn’t respond at first. It wasn’t until a long while later that he finally rested his head against Rong Ziyin’s stomach and mumbled, “Little Dr. Rong is so mean, locking me up in the morning for some weird play.”

“Did you have a nightmare?” Completely ignoring Ji Shu’s nonsense, Rong Ziyin lifted his head to carefully check his complexion.

Although Ji Shu looked better than when Rong Ziyin first arrived, he was still pale and seemed quite pitiful.

Rong Ziyin’s heart softened as he gently asked, “I locked the door. Why didn’t you just open it yourself?”

“I couldn’t open it,” Ji Shu grumbled, tightening his hold around Rong Ziyin’s waist. Then he added out of nowhere, “No abs.”

“Stop talking nonsense!” Seeing that Ji Shu seemed to be okay, Rong Ziyin pushed his hands away from his waist.

But Ji Shu wouldn’t give up and scooted closer. “I’m not lying. You don’t have abs like mine.”

“…”

“Don’t be mad! How about I let you feel mine?” Ji Shu grabbed the hem of Rong Ziyin’s shirt, trying to get closer again, only to be confronted by a confused-looking goose.

Ji Shu: “???”

Rong Ziyin handed him a bunch of greens. “If you’re feeling better, go feed your goose. It’s starving.”

The goose wiggled its little tuft of hair pitifully: “Yes, dad! I’m starving, dad!”

So, Ji Shu reluctantly went to feed the goose, while Rong Ziyin headed to the kitchen to warm up the food.

During this, Rong Ziyin discreetly observed Ji Shu through the window, his brow furrowing.

System: “Does Ji Shu have some kind of illness?”

Rong Ziyin: “Hmm, probably. It seems like something akin to claustrophobia, but I’m not a doctor, so I can’t be sure.”

Thinking back to how Ji Shu had been acting when he left in the morning, Rong Ziyin grew more curious.

In the past couple of days, he had noticed that Ji Shu wasn’t quite what the rumors said. Especially in terms of personality and habits, Ji Shu was very different.

But that was a good thing. Ji Shu knew his limits, so they were less likely to clash. It would’ve been much more troublesome if Ji Shu had been the reckless playboy that people claimed.

In fact, Rong Ziyin was starting to find Ji Shu a bit endearing.

System: “…So why don’t you have the same understanding when it comes to girls?”

Rong Ziyin: “Don’t be ridiculous! I can’t be disrespectful to a lady.”

So you think looking at girls is disrespectful, but it’s perfectly fine to focus on guys? The system felt as if it had been struck by lightning, left speechless for a long moment.

Meanwhile, the little charmer Ji Shu, after feeding the goose, also entered the kitchen.

It seemed he had taken a shower and changed his clothes during that time. Now, he was back to being the dashing, well-dressed young master, with deep, affectionate eyes.

He seemed to really enjoy watching Rong Ziyin cook and could stare at him for a long time.

“Alright, go set the table outside. We’re about to eat,” Rong Ziyin called out to Ji Shu.

“Okay.” Ji Shu complied.

After that, while Ji Shu ate, Rong Ziyin busied himself with chores in the courtyard.

The ducks needed feeding, and that small vegetable patch needed watering. Rong Ziyin carried on with his daily routine.

It was an ordinary scene, but as Ji Shu ate, he suddenly paused, staring at Rong Ziyin without stopping.

“What’s up?” Rong Ziyin turned to look at Ji Shu.

“Nothing.” Ji Shu quickly lowered his head, the tips of his ears turning red.

Rong Ziyin resumed his tasks, but before long, Ji Shu sidled up to him, following him around like a little tail.

“Go away, go finish your food!” Rong Ziyin pushed him aside, but Ji Shu latched onto his back.

“No!” Ji Shu refused with righteous indignation.

Rong Ziyin pried his hands off, “Go eat!”

Ji Shu laughed and played around with Rong Ziyin until his food was nearly cold before finally returning to the table.

Even then, he kept talking, “Little Dr. Rong, what’s your zodiac sign?”

“Rabbit,” Rong Ziyin answered offhandedly.

“Oh, a rabbit.” Ji Shu sighed. “I’m not.”

Rong Ziyin asked, “Then what are you?”

Seeing Rong Ziyin take the bait, Ji Shu cheerfully replied, “I’m yours!”

Smooth, cheesy pick-up lines rolled off his tongue.

The system shuddered.

But Rong Ziyin was busy spraying pesticide on a rose bush infested with aphids and only half-heard Ji Shu’s “yours,” so he absentmindedly responded, “Stop talking nonsense, there’s no fish in the zodiac.”

(T/N: Rong Ziyin misheard the word “yours” (which might sound like “yú” or “鱼,” meaning “fish” in Chinese). Since “fish” isn’t one of the twelve animals in the Chinese zodiac, he thought Ji Shu was talking about fish)

Ji Shu: “???”

Bewilderment Level 1000

System: “Hahaha, brilliant! No wonder you’re my steel-hearted host.”

Rong Ziyin genuinely didn’t understand why they were reacting so strongly. Seeing that Ji Shu had finished eating, he instructed him to clean up the table while he went inside to rest.

After being busy with both his thesis and the duck eggs for so many days, even Rong Ziyin was feeling the strain. With nothing pressing on his schedule, he decided to get a good night’s sleep. Plus, since he was off work tomorrow and didn’t have to go to the veterinary station, he could sleep in.

So, at 9:30 PM, having showered, Rong Ziyin lay down and promptly drifted off to sleep.

But things often come one after another.

At 11 PM, a phone call jolted Rong Ziyin awake. Groggily answering, he was surprised to find that the call was from the Beijing Wildlife Park.

The wild boar he had helped capture earlier had caused trouble again. The lead boar had entered mating season, and despite repeated use of tranquilizers, nothing was working.

The boar had broken through its enclosure, and when some interns tried to help chase it down, they ended up getting cornered in a trap. The problem was that this boar was identified as a new species and couldn’t be harmed, but the interns were trapped, too scared to move.

Someone remembered that when the boar had been delivered, it was said that it had been particularly difficult to catch and that the town vet, Rong Ziyin, had been the one to capture it.

With no higher-ups reachable, the staff on duty, desperate, decided to call Rong Ziyin.

After hearing the situation, Rong Ziyin asked for more details.

To his surprise, it turned out that the interns cornered by the boar were none other than his old university roommates.

The veterinary program didn’t offer many internship options, and the Beijing Wildlife Park needed some interns. Rong Ziyin’s roommates had always been riding the coattails of the rich young master in their group. That rich young master had pulled some strings to get them all internships at the wildlife park.

It wasn’t a bad gig, considering their skills. If they ended up in a regular pet clinic, they might be dealing with irate customers daily.

As it happened, the boar’s aggression was their own doing.

When Rong Ziyin handed over the wild boars, he had, out of humanitarian concern, advised the park to keep the group together because they were from the same herd and had a leader. He suggested releasing them into a wild area rather than separating them to avoid disrupting their natural order.

The park staff, experienced in handling animals, understood and followed Rong Ziyin’s advice.

It just so happened that Rong Ziyin’s roommates were assigned to care for the wild boars. Learning that the care instructions came from Rong Ziyin, they were displeased and used their limited knowledge to override the instructions.

The lead boar, suddenly separated from its harem, naturally turned on these unscrupulous humans.

That’s how the situation escalated to the point where Rong Ziyin’s four roommates ended up trapped in a pit with a raging wild boar.

When Rong Ziyin connected to the video call from the wildlife park, the first thing he saw was his four useless roommates cornered by the boar in a trap.

The kicker was, they were surrounded by fences, leaving no room to use tranquilizer guns.

The wild boar was pinning down one of them, making an especially lewd motion.

Above its head, a comment bubble read, “This little lass is quite feisty.”

From the accent, it seemed to be a Sichuan pig.

System: “So, host, what exactly are they doing?”

Rong Ziyin paused for a moment before choosing a more refined term: “Mating.”

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