Yu Weimin and a wolf acting like a depressed dog continued to walk down the street. On the way, a few women stopped and looked at the wolf.
"Awww! It's so cute!"
"What's its name?"
"Can we touch it?"
Just as one of the women bent over to touch the wolf's head, Yu Weimin stepped and took the little guy in his arms, glaring at the lady. "It doesn't like it."
The lady's face turned red. This was the first time she had been refused by a child! She was young mistress of the rich family, but she didn't expect to be glared at by a middle class kid. She instantly shoved the little guy back, glaring back.
"Ah, look what we have here!" The woman called out to her friends. "This little guy came all the way to the pert market without a guardian, and he even dares to make trouble with me, Ms. Wang! Don't you know how famous the Wang family is?"
