"Woof woof."
Little Ha, full and satisfied, wagged his tail and circled Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu was instantly charmed by the cute white dog.
She squatted down again to pet its head.
The words Lu Qingyan had yet to speak were stuck in his throat; Jiang Nanshu didn’t plan to listen at all.
At the same time, Lu Qingyan felt a bit of disappointment coupled with relief.
The life-saving favor Su Ran had done for him was genuine; without her, Lu Qingyan thought, he would’ve been long dead at seventeen.
million was the closure his grandfather had arranged for him.
Lu Qingyan thought of the recent encounters with Su Ran, if he wasn’t mistaken, all orchestrated by her, testing his tolerance limits.
It was time to make things clear to her...
Everyone should be responsible for their choices.
He walked over and sat down on the sofa, while Shang Xu trotted over with his little short legs to Jiang Nanshu’s side.
As Little Ha circled around him, he couldn’t stop sneezing, his eyes red and swollen.
Jiang Nanshu really feared the little rascal might go into shock from a dog fur allergy, so she chased Little Ha into his kennel, keeping him at a distance. He sniffled his little nose and, watching Jiang Nanshu petting the dog, envy flashed in his eyes: "I wish I could pet him too, but Uncle Butler won’t let me."
"Do you want to pet him?" Jiang Nanshu eyed his puffy face.
Shang Xu’s eyes shone brightly as he nodded his head.
Jiang Nanshu armored him completely, making sure not a single hair could touch him, and lifted her chin slightly, "Go ahead, pet him."
Shang Xu looked down at the fluffy gloves he was wearing, and the little helmet on his head: "..."
Could this work?!
He tentatively touched the dog, and didn’t sneeze.
His eyes lit up.
Courageously, he hugged the dog. Although he couldn’t feel its body warmth through the gloves, he made contact.
He laughed with glee, his grape-like eyes full of admiration for Jiang Nanshu: "Auntie Jiang, you’re amazing."
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
Is this considered amazing?
She feigned a cough, looking inscrutable, and started bluffing, "This is nothing. No one understands feeding dogs better than me."
Hence, Jiang Nanshu went from talking about feeding dog food, to discussing the precise water temperature for dog baths, and even claimed she knew whether the dog wanted to ’go’ or eat based on how many times it barked.
In a matter of minutes, Shang Xu went from admiration to awe.
Looking at Jiang Nanshu, his eyes saw her as a deity.
Jiang Nanshu was quite pleased with the effect and concluded with the main point: "Don’t let me feed the dog unless it’s critical. I only show up at key moments, Xiao Xu, do you understand?"
Shang Xu nodded, his face earnest, "I get it! When Little Ha takes a bath, I’ll call you."
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
Is giving a dog a bath a key moment?
She nodded reluctantly: "Okay."
At least she had managed to trick this little rascal.
Jiang Nanshu didn’t fancy the idea of being perfectly fine at school and then suddenly being called back to feed the dog—it seemed absurd just thinking about it! freewebnøvel.com
Shang Xu continued asking, "How big can Little Ha get?"
Jiang Nanshu shrugged nonchalantly, gesturing with her hands, "About the size of a lion."
Shang Xu believed it.
Lu Qingyan: "..."
Deceiving even children!
Fearing his nephew might be led astray, he intervened, "Not that big. A full-grown Samoyed is about 65–70 centimeters long, while an adult male lion’s length starts at two meters at least."
Shang Xu had no concept of these numbers; they made his head swim. He shook his head and pouted, "I believe Auntie Jiang."
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