Chapter 3 — Pick up the puppy and then pick up the CEO

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Early in the morning, I just arrived at the apartment complex. Immediately saw a familiar Maybach parked there. Trinh Vong curled his lips, holding a paper bag with the brand logo: "Have you had breakfast yet? This is a thank you gift." Seen inside were sweets from a famous bakery in the suburbs — a place where reservations are hard to come by. With my sweet tooth, I immediately accepted it without any hesitation. He smiled softly: "Where are you going?" “The Ly family.” Trinh Vong slightly frowned his beautiful eyebrows: "The Ly family has not been peaceful lately." “Ghost rumors are going around.” He suddenly leaned closer and said seriously: "When I was little, the fortune teller once told me that I had a strong destiny, so I would protect you." Me: … I took Trinh Vong with me to the Ly family's house. The head of the Ly family came to welcome them. As soon as I saw Trinh Vong walking behind me, the smile on the homeowner's face stiffened. He unconsciously took a few steps back, as if he saw a devil from hell. I turned my head and glanced at the man behind me. He tilted his head slightly, his expression innocent. The little dog Lai Phuc was forced by the doctor to eat a little food, but was still not fully awake. According to the Ly family's wife, for the past week, it has been exactly 1 o'clock in the morning. Lai Phuc woke up as if on schedule. It will sit upright in the Southeast corner of the living room. Then he headed towards the empty room and screamed miserably. Barking very fiercely, no matter what you call, you won't listen. The Ly family doubted that Lai Phuc had ever seen "something unclean". Because of this, Lai Phuc lost his appetite and lost weight. Looking at the surveillance video, the scene is very strange. Trinh Vong and I looked at each other, he gently linked his finger with me. When he met Lai Phuc again, he was lying sullenly in the nest. I stepped up and gently stroked it. Lai Phuc is a dog who often thinks, has a complex mood, and has difficulty analyzing useful information. I looked at the head of the Ly family: "May I ask, has anyone in our family passed away recently?" The head of the Ly family wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Two months ago, my father passed away due to illness." "Miss Ha... Lai Phuc is the dog that my father has raised for many years... could it be that... my father has returned?" The atmosphere immediately fell silent. The Ly family's wife covered her mouth and almost screamed. I looked at the Southeast corner and sighed softly: "Change the refrigerator." The homeowner frowned, full of confusion: "This was just changed last week." Trinh Vong sighed softly and clicked his tongue: "Don't you think our refrigerator looks like a coffin?" I glanced in approval. He raised his head slightly, looking pleased. The little dog did not know that his owner had already left this world. In its eyes, it only saw its owner being placed in a black box. Previously, every night, at the same time, the elderly owner would still get up to go to the bathroom. Lai Phuc is always waiting by his side to escort him. But then one day, he sat by the bed and waited forever... waited forever... and couldn't wait anymore. Suddenly there was a black box in the house. It thinks its owner is inside. It's very worrying, very sad. Trying to wake him up: 【Hey… it's time, old friend, wake up quickly…】

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Leave the Ly family's house. The melancholy atmosphere lingers around me forever. Trinh Vong seemed to realize that I was a bit unusual. He blinked: "Then let me take you somewhere." The car stopped in a deserted suburb. Across the street is a cake shop that I once "heartlessly" stayed at, but still haven't had a chance to eat at. There is a long line of people waiting outside the store. He took off his jacket and draped it over me: "I heard that sweets will help you feel better."

"It's too crowded, please our Miss Ha wait here for a moment, so I can get in line, okay?"

I laughed: "Thank you, young master Trinh." His long, slender hand with clear joints gently stroked my head, his low voice rang in my ear: "As long as you're happy, that's fine." I clenched my palms, my face hot. In the line of people, Trinh Vong stood out. His facial features are sharp, his lips are pursed, and his aura is cold and noble. Suddenly a cooing sound caught my attention.

“My dear, kitten, why do you bite people?” “Bad cat, get out of the way!”

I went into the small alley. Seeing a girl in a white dress bending down to scold a white cat.

“Every day I feed you, but you repay kindness with hatred, I don't want to play with you anymore.”

Seeing me coming, the girl retracted her shoulders: "I don't know why today it keeps clinging to me. It's usually very docile, but suddenly it bit me." My right eyelid twitched. If a living being gets in the way, there must be a reason. As soon as I looked into the white cat's eyes, a childish scream rang out in my head: 【No, it's dangerous!】 【Hurry and leave here!】 【Good person, we must protect you!】 In the darkness at the end of the dim alley, there were faint shadows. I held the girl's wrist, signaled her not to say anything, and shook my head at her. Picked up the cat and pulled her out of the alley. Deep in the alley, several figures began to move. The scar-haired man in charge had a cruel look in his eyes: "Damn it, because of this beast the prey ran away, let me chase you!" The girl also realized the danger. Two people and one cat started running. About to leave the alley, the group of people followed closely behind. At that moment, I bumped into Trinh Vong's heart. He reached out his hand to support me. His eyes swept coldly towards the others, his originally cold temperament now carried a fierce and cruel look: "Go away." The scarred guy spat: "White-faced guy, don't meddle in other people's business." Trinh Vong lazily raised his eyes, the corner of his lips curled up in a contemptuous smile: "I haven't heard these words for a long time. It really makes people excited." As soon as he finished speaking, those guys fell on the ground, moaning pitifully. I looked bewildered. Trinh Vong turned around, met my eyes, his face stiffened slightly. Suddenly he raised his hand, looking pitiful: "Van Van, my hand hurts." I: …