"..."
Gu Yelin watched the dog lounging on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly, barely visible. He turned around and took out another delicious portion of luncheon meat from the refrigerator, placing it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
"You get meat every meal, so no sticking to Tutu." Third Young Master Guh's aura was fully unleashed, as if he was confronting a world-class dangerous element.
Master Gu's floppy ear twitched slightly, his nose lifted, and he slowly opened his eyes.
He walked down from the sofa, front paws propped on the coffee table. He sniffed lightly twice, then, unbelievably, he cast a disdainful glance at Gu Yelin.
That's all the meat you dare to use to bribe Master Gu?
From the dog's expression, Gu Yelin clearly read this message...
Third Young Master Guh, usually a master strategist, had failed for the first time with something other than An Yiqing!
