Lu Zhichen arrived at Warlord's house very quickly.
It was not a small house.
The Lu family's old residence occupied a large area. Warlord's small house was almost fully equipped.
There was also a special toy area.
When Lu Zhichen entered, Warlord was lying on its stomach and looked like it was about to sleep.
"Warlord," Lu Zhichen called out.
Warlord raised its eyes and ignored him.
Lu Zhichen kept rubbing its head and saying strange things to it. He even said that his marriage might be dependent on it.
Did he expect a dog to be his matchmaker?
Warlord was a smart dog. It did not want to bother with this childish human.
Lu Zhichen aimed the screen at Warlord. Xing Jiuan could clearly see Warlord's disdain for Lu Zhichen.
She couldn't help but laugh.
She really couldn't help it.
Lu Zhichen said in a pitiful tone, "21st, look. It hates me so much and even bullies me usually."
