Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Youyou glanced at him from his periphery. âThatâs right; it looks so much like you!â
âYou...â His older twin could only glare at him with pouting lips.
The little puppy looked rather lost and helpless, not knowing how to sell its cuteness or whine for sympathy. It could only sit piteously and look at the man with its pure and doe orbs.
The puppy was thoroughly soaked in the rain; its fur was coated with mud and dirt, having gone without cleaning for some time.
Somehow, its eyes seemed to remind him of someone. As he turned to look into the bright and sparkling eyes of a certain woman in the room, he could only rub his brows in resignation.
Yun Shishi asked smilingly, âWhat do you think? Isnât this puppy adorable? Letâs adopt it!â
âNo!â
He rejected without a second thought. Reaching out his thumb and middle finger daintily to pinch the puppyâs ear, he glared at her in vexation. âThereâs already one at home; we canât afford to have another!â
The dog was apparently greatly disturbed by his action and cried out woefully.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Canât afford?
She was floored by his strong reaction before she took in the oddity of his remark. Seeing his eyes on her, she finally got the insinuation behind his words and told him off. âHey! We agreed not to hurl personal attacks at each other!â
âIf you really want a dog, we can get a pedigree poodle at a pet shop tomorrow!â
This puppy is just too dirty!
The man spitefully pinched the puppyâs ear again.
The poor, little puppy was so helpless after being bullied. It blinked its watery eyes a few times in protest and then crawled straight into the box.
Little Yichenâs heart ached for the puppy. He quickly took the carton from his motherâs arms, bowed his head, and looked at the little doggie inside the box with tenderness.
âDaddy, youâre forbidden from bullying it!â
Annoyed, the woman slapped the manâs fingers away as well. âI only like this puppy! I donât want any other! Iâll keep it if you wonât. No matter what, Iâm keeping it!â
âWhy do you want this dirty dog?â he questioned with a raised brow.
She answered in frustration, âWhat do you mean by âdirtyâ? This puppy hasnât been cleaned; thatâs all! After a good bath, I guarantee that itâll look fairer than you!â
âOh?â He looked at her with interest. Flicking the puppyâs brown fur, he commented leisurely, âIâd like to see how you could whiten its brown fur!â
She was tongue-tied momentarily!
This man is indeed good at picking bones!
She looked down at the pitiful-looking puppy and felt her heart tugging painfully.
She reached out to stroke the puppyâs wet fur. Actually, she was not trying to be a good Samaritan. This afternoon break, when she went out to buy ice cream with her assistant, she spotted this abandoned, little puppy beside the road.
She only cast a glance at the doggie at first. Finding it pitiful, she reckoned that someone would likely bring it back later!
After that, she returned to work.
It was raining by the time the studio wrapped up todayâs shoot. She was about to head home when she recalled that homeless puppy. Sneaking back to the street where she had last seen it, she prayed that it had been rescued by then.