Chu Yang still carried the lingering scent of Xu Qianqian, "Alright, alright, I know."
"Next time I'll find a place where there's no one."
Xu Qianqian's face turned red with shyness, and she looked at Chu Yang with complex emotions, "Next time you won't have such a good opportunity."
"I need to talk to you about something important now," Xu Qianqian continued.
"Oh? What's the matter? As long as it's your concern, no matter what it is, I will agree to it," Chu Yang swore earnestly.
A slight smile appeared on Xu Qianqian's lips, "Do you really mean that?"
Chu Yang nodded.
"Well, good, I do indeed have something I need your help with."
"My father's plowing ox has fallen ill; he has consulted numerous veterinarians to no avail, and I would like you to take a look at my father's ox," said Xu Qianqian with a mischievous smile of triumph, grinning at Chu Yang.
Chu Yang was taken aback.
This was his first time encountering a case of treating animals.
