After several days of adaptation, Du Yu had initially accepted this new body. In his opinion, everything was only temporary and would soon become a human again.

Living in a cat's way, occasionally turning on the TV and reading it, or finding a book to pass the time, every day Miss Katie Stewart would come to take care of it. In addition to the Moretz and his wife who made it extremely disgusted, living in a mansion next to Hyde Park is quite comfortable. After all, you don't have to make money all day long to make money, and you can have a leisurely time.

Du Yu searched for news a few days ago and found a report about his death. It only stated that a Chinese tour guide disappeared after falling into the sea, while all the tourists were rescued. This should not have happened, but there happened to be a life jacket on the yacht that day, so it seems that everything is God's will.

It is not clear how Mrs. Moretz, the housekeeper of this house, took care of the old woman Rose who left the legacy for the Pudding. Anyway, since Mrs. Rose's death, this hateful woman has begun to expand, occupying the house belonging to the fat cat Pudding without restraint, and spending its money with big hands and feet. She even brought her husband to live in the house together, and really treated her own home, and had already moved daily necessities in it.

This made Du Yu very unhappy. Now that he has become a pudding, he naturally thinks that the money belongs to his own wealth. When he was poor, he developed a stingy personality. What's even more annoying is that the couple eats and drinks well, but even a little bit of meat is not left for the pudding to eat.

The fat cat is angry, and the consequences are very serious!

Mrs. Rose left it two houses, and another house near Richmond Park. I don’t know what it is. It used to be the Deer Hunting Park of the British Royal Family. The environment is better than that of Hyde Park. It should be less than that of Hyde Park. The one it lives in is really good now.

Just off the street, only across the road from Hyde Park, it is a four-story building with a typical Baroque style and exquisite interior decoration.

Pudding saw in the newspaper that Mr. Ross had been engaged in the automobile trade business in the UK before his death and made a lot of money. No wonder he could buy such a beautiful house in this most expensive area in London, including other wealth, and the total value was about 10 million pounds!

It is precisely because the amount of this money is too large that people talk about it some time ago that Du Yu began to accept the identity of a cat, and this money also played an important role. If others can be a cattle and horse for money, he seems to be a cat without being too wronged, thinking of living a comfortable life first.

In the beautiful study filled with books, I found paper and ink and wrung the lid and took a lot of effort. The hair on my big face was stained with black ink. Even though I was fat, my movements were quite flexible. The pudding's bloated body was squatting on the desk, and my flesh claws half held the quill used as decoration. After dipping ink, I began to brew and organize language.

It could no longer stand the unpleasant smell of Mr. Moretz, and also hated that they treated Katie as a maid who specialized in taking care of them, and their heads were thinking about how to drive them away.

A few minutes later, I finally started writing, wrote the first letter with difficulty, stared at the crooked "My", and thought to myself: "It's great, just be able to understand it, I'm such a genius!"

There is time, and it continues to write stroke after stroke on the letter paper, too focused and has a lot of ink spots on it.

It took more than two hours to finish a whole letter. The crooked handwriting and format were simply a disaster, but finally I finished writing, and a meow full of joy came from the study!

This fat cat, with his butt stuck out and carefully checked it, wrote more than two pages in total, and his waist was about to be folded. He was satisfied and folded the letter paper.

It's not over yet, it still needs to find an envelope.

It has been twenty-first century, and ordinary people must not have this thing. Fortunately, Mrs. Ross is old, and the British traditionally like to communicate through letters. They finally found it through boxes and cabinets. They continued to write an address, and the name was "Mr. Anonymous Cat". They licked their tongue and sealed the letter paper. They were afraid that they would not be firm enough, so they found glue.

He held this letter of complaint in his mouth and was satisfied to wait for the period when he sent it out. The postal box was too high and it couldn't be put in. In the evening, the postman would collect it on time. This was the time when Du Yu was waiting.

After nothing happened, I simply turned on the TV and lay there, watching Sherlock Holmes pass the time.

Unlike the United States, which has a rich entertainment industry, British TV series are generally very short, and more than ten episodes are considered long.

We stayed up until the afternoon, and before the postman came, Mrs. Moretz came back first.

The two of them thought there was no one at home, so they unscrupulously began to plan and exchange the exquisite silverware on the cabinets with inferior tableware, and did not even let go of the silver candle lamp stand on the dining table.

It's almost furious!

Du Yu watched coldly, squatting at the door and watching the two of them. He felt that it was necessary for him to add something to the letter.

Suddenly I remembered that there was a camera in the room of the old woman Rose. The old woman Rose was a very romantic woman during her lifetime. Although she was old, the charming British style of the British girl had not decreased at all. It can be seen from the photos on the wall that she took it by herself.

He turned around and trotted all the way, ran to her room, and looked through the corridor, but fortunately the door was not closed.

I looked up and couldn't find where the camera was. I accidentally found two large cartons that appeared at some point, stacked together, and I was curious about what was inside.

I remember that the cat's jumping power was amazing, but it underestimated its weight. It kicked its legs and jumped hard, feeling like it jumped up, but... it was only about ten centimeters from the ground and fell down again.

"Oh, it's time to help this stupid cat lose weight." Du Yu thought helplessly, looking around the room, he saw Zhang Chai.

After climbing up the chair with difficulty, I jumped onto the protruding wooden board of the window, ran over all the way, and finally jumped onto the box.

Extending out the short and thick front limbs, lifting the cardboard box and looking in. Good guy, there are exquisite photo frames, jewelry boxes, Lycra cameras and a valuable classic Tiffany desk lamp inside. There is no need to say more about the situation.

A "rat" appeared at home. The abominable couple just attended Mrs. Rose's funeral for a few days, and couldn't wait to try to empty the house and put all the valuable things into their pockets. They probably wanted to sell them and exchange them for money.

If the pudding was really just a stupid cat pudding, maybe their plan would have succeeded. The smile on his face was awkward. After a sharp and curved paw appeared, he hooked the small camera out of a bunch of items, jumped off the big cardboard box with his mouth and squatted there and began to fiddle.

Fortunately, it still has the remaining power, only one box left, but it can still be used...
Chapter completed!