Shi Yu emerged from the living room, casually adjusting his shirt collar with a hand, an action both languid and sensual.
Sweet Heart trotted behind him, and seeing that his owner was about to get into the car, hurriedly scampered up, rubbing against his legs as if to please him.
"Get lost."
Towards this oblivious dog, Shi Yu's attitude was extremely cold.
"Woof!"
Sweet Heart woefully barked at him.
Shi Yu's eyes were as cold as a frigid pool, sending a sharp glance that made Sweet Heart promptly shut its mouth.
The servants, seeing that Shi Yu was about to leave, quickly approached with delivery packages in hand.
"Woof——"
As they drew near, Sweet Heart barked at them.
Its deeply set eyes seemed purposeful, as though it was interested in what they were holding.
The servants backed away cautiously, "Sweet Heart, be good, stop it."
The only way to calm this fierce dog was to stroke its fur the right way, but it was not always successful.
"Woof woo!"
