"Ah, a doggie!" Song Yao's eyes sparkled. She turned around and looked towards the door.
Indeed, she saw a white Samoyed being held by a dog leash and squatting behind.
You Nainai wasn't Lin Nuan, who was on such good terms with Song Yao that she could act casually in her house!
She walked the dog to hide from the rain under the roof, not bringing it inside. After all, the owner of the house, Cen Mo, had a disdainful look towards the dog, and that didn't escape You Nainai's eyes.
"Can we get your servants to take care of the doggie so that Nainai can come in…" Lin Nuan said.
Song Yao could tell from the way the dog was obediently squatting by You Nainai's side that it had been trained by people. It was probably abandoned.
