Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
The puppy saw her cold gaze and silently raised its butt to face her, burying its head in its paws.
ââ¦âHe Lanjin saw this and the corner of her mouth twitched. She reached out to poke it, only to see its butt silently move a little. It lost its balance and rolled down the stairs.
After rolling a few steps, it quietly climbed back to its original position and raised its butt.
He lanjin looked at the dog, feeling angry and amused.
âwhere did you come from? Why are you following me? â She seriously âinterrogatedâ and saw that it was actually sleeping with its butt raised.
She walked to the side and leaned against the railing. She took out her phone and called up the monitoring device at the construction site.
After watching for a long time, she finally saw a child running to the middle of the road. The subway was especially fast when it was started. Qiao Hanye ran over quickly, turned around and jumped back with the child in his arms.
His body fell to the ground and was pierced into his waist by the iron tools on the ground. Blood flowed out.
Seeing this scene, he lanjin could not help but turn red-eyed.
âYoung Madam. â Han Beicheng changed his clothes and went upstairs to see her watching the video with red-eyed eyes. He walked up and asked respectfully, âwhatâs the matter? â
ânothing, â He Lanjin said and put away her phone.
âHeâs injured so badly. Why didnât you ask Shangguan Zhi to apply the medicine? â He lanjin asked.
Qiao Hanye didnât tell her about the injury. If she hadnât fallen today, she probably wouldnât have known that he was on the ground and something like this had happened.
âafter the injury, master recuperated at the construction site for half a day. He was afraid that you would be worried about the smell of medicine, so he told us not to tell you. He said that he would take care of it, so I thought that his injury should be taken care of, â Han Beicheng said.
He was not trying to shift the blame. He just did not expect that Qiao Hanye would not take care of his injury so that she would not worry.
âA man who deserves a beating, â he lanjin said.
He lanjin had never been so angry before. He was afraid that she would be worried and throw away her life?
âIâm leaving. You tell him to reflect on himself for two days. Donât look for me, â He Lanjin said coldly. If she did not teach him a lesson, she was afraid that this man would throw away his life next time.
Hearing her words, Han Beicheng was shocked.
She said that she would really leave. She turned around and went downstairs. She left without taking her clothes with her.
In the bedroom, Qiao Hanye was sitting there flipping through the newspaper.
âAh Jin. â Qiao Hanye saw that she had gone out for so long and still hadnât come back. He got up and walked out. He saw Han Beicheng standing outside, staring at a little dog with its butt up.
âwhereâs Ah Jin? â Qiao Hanye asked in a deep voice.
Han Beicheng stood there, not daring to make a sound.
Qiao Hanye lifted his foot and was about to go downstairs when he heard Han Beicheng say quietly, âmaster, young Madam has left. â
âHuh? â Qiao Hanye looked at him coldly, puzzled.
âYoung Madam knew that you hid your injury and left in a rage. She said to let you reflect at home, â Han Beicheng said, feeling that he didnât dare to breathe loudly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He silently wiped his cold sweat. He felt Qiao Hanyeâs gaze, so cold that it was as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
âLeft? â Qiao Hanye listened. His hands were clenched into fists, and he raised his foot to go downstairs. His gaze fell on the dog that was still raising its butt.
Being stared at coldly by Qiao Hanye, it silently rolled down the stairs.
âBeicheng. â Qiao Hanye called out to him coldly. Looking at the little dog that had its butt raised high, he said, âI give you one day to train it into a military dog. â
ââ¦âHan Beichengâs heart clenched. He could not believe his eyes as he stared at the dog that automatically rolled down the stairs.
The key thing was that this thing looked like a dog that could not support a wall.
âYes. â Han Beicheng gritted his teeth and quickly walked down the stairs. He lifted it up with one hand, and his two feet shrank and clamped onto Han Beichengâs arm.