Eldest Young Master Yan never thought he'd see the day he would enter a pet shop.
As Zhu Qianying put it, he genuinely despised the smell of pets, as well as the incessant falling hairs.
In the past, he believed that people who kept pets were crazy, bringing trouble upon themselves. Imagine, deliberately disturbing your own clean and peaceful territory with a creature.
Yet, now he found himself with a hot head, completely forgetting his past aversion to pets and his disdain for those who owned them.
An unfamiliarity swept over Eldest Young Master Yan, who had never shown any interest in pets, as he entered the pet store. In contrast, his little boy was brimming with excitement and sprinted towards the dog cages as soon as they arrived.
As soon as Eldest Young Master Yan walked in, he naturally furrowed his brows and reflexively raised his hand to cover his nose.
Zhu Qianying gave him an amused glance, "You probably should have bought a mask earlier."
