Little One suddenly bolted out, as if knowing what they were up to, and went straight down to the twentieth floor.
"Mianmian, let's hurry down too!"
Although the dog was intelligent, it was not human after all. If it ran away or alarmed other people, that would be troublesome.
And with Song Yi not around, losing the dog would be difficult to explain.
That big dog looked well-fed, with a body full of muscle. In these days of food scarcity, it would be bad if someone harbored ill intentions.
Just thinking about it was frightening. Ye Mianmian didn't dare delay and followed Jhiang Yuan downstairs.
The doggy was very well-behaved, waiting right at the door of 2002.
It didn't make noise or fuss, staring with round eyes as if waiting for them.
"Good baby, let's go inside."
Both Ye Mianmian and Zhang Kaiyang now had keys, spare keys they'd found inside, which made things much more convenient.
They did not dare linger and quickly began to pack up their stuff.
