[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat":3,"chapter-bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-1114":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},682194,914,"Chapter 1114: Jun Moyan, I’m Back","bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-1114",1114,"\u003Cp>\"Third Young Master, you should rest a bit. If Miss Wen comes back and sees you like this, she’ll feel distressed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Moyan paused slightly in his typing, then stopped altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Yi thought Jun Moyan had listened to him, but didn’t expect:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two words came out of Jun Moyan’s mouth, his tone firm and cold, not giving Qing Yi a chance to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Third Young Master...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t make me say it again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From beginning to end, his gaze remained fixed on the screen, as if in his world, only work existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Yi, with no choice, had to leave the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office door was closed by Qing Yi with just the right amount of force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hands of Jun Moyan, previously tapping on the keyboard, stopped as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the computer screen, feeling nothing but confusion, loneliness, and helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the heart is empty, it cannot be filled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had desperately tried to fill it with work, yet his heart remained utterly hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full half month and more, nineteen days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used work to numb himself from overthinking, so busy that he could no longer distinguish day from night, but the pain in his heart hadn’t lessened in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how he had gotten through these days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What it meant to live day by day feeling like a year; truly, every minute and second was torture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every moment was filled with despair and pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how many more sets of nineteen days he would have to endure before she returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only knew if he continued this way, he would fall sick with longing, beyond any cure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he left the company, it was already close to dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this period, this was how he often spent his time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would only leave when the company was empty of employees, and the silence became unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And no matter how late he worked, even if it was close to dawn, he would always return to Wu Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take a shower, change clothes, it didn’t matter if he had breakfast or slept, the main thing was to see if she had returned...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Moyan arrived at the garage and took the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled down all the windows, letting the cold wind rush in until it matched the temperature of his heart, then he drove back to Wu Garden...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bottle after bottle of strong liquor downed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing the door, Jun Moyan sat slumped in the corner, drinking bottle after bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The darkness and solitude swallowed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This corner was the only place he felt safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another empty bottle slipped from his hand, the clear sound of it hitting the ground lingered in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Moyan lifted a hand and loosened the messy tie around his neck a bit more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, seemingly falling asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room, terrifyingly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xiao’ai was met with a strong smell of alcohol before she even set foot inside, causing her to wrinkle her nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made her wonder if she had stumbled into a drunkard’s room by mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waving her hand before her nose, Wen Xiao’ai looked towards the big bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the neat sheets and pillow showed no sign of Jun Moyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She panicked right then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fearing she was just a step too late, that Jun Moyan had already been taken by the Clan Leader and the others...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jun Moyan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xiao’ai called out in a panic, quickly stepping to the bedside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jun...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked around and saw a shadow in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xiao’ai recognized it as Jun Moyan at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him sitting there against the wall, head slightly lowered and motionless, startled Wen Xiao’ai so much she thought her heart would stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jun Moyan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rushed forward immediately, crouching down in front of Jun Moyan, reaching out to touch his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, she worried too much, Jun Moyan was fine, just asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xiao’ai breathed a sigh of relief, then threw herself into Jun Moyan’s arms, holding his waist tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>",677,"2026-06-02T08:42:34.901Z",1,"novelbin.me","b11f671dc2f89f01bf760021c1f5feb693ec113ac82abf3d893cd5fb91fffd10","bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-1115","bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-1113",1425,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-cover.jpg"]