Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Chapter 199 Maltese Little Wangwang

In the living room, Zhou Ye sat on the sofa and looked at each other with the little white dumpling on the coffee table.

He frowned, crossed his arms, and looked at it with some annoyance. But Xiaobai Tuanzi sat upright on the coffee table, tilting his head as if thinking about who he was.

Zhou Ye: "Why are you here? Where is your mother?"

Xiaobai Tuanzi let out an "ouch".

Of course Zhou Ye didn't understand.

He simply took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed his father's number. Two beeps came from the receiver, and he was quickly picked up by the other party.

Zhou Peiming's voice sounded a little tired: "Is something wrong?"

Zhou Ye leaned on the sofa, staring at his sister, and said, "Why is Wen Shuyue's dog at our house?"

"Your Aunt Wen is going to a relatively difficult place to film, and she was worried that she wouldn't be able to take good care of her, so she asked her to keep it here for a while. I asked my assistant to pick it up today. She just put it in the villa, and I haven't had time to tell you yet. .”

Zhou Peiming didn't hide anything about the dog.

But as soon as he said these words, Zhou Ye frowned: "Who will take care of me at home? You?"

Their family usually doesn't like to have outsiders. Except for the hourly worker who comes to clean on time and the aunt who cooks, there are no extra people in the family. This puppy needs careful care at first glance. Zhou Peiming works overtime all year round and flies away at every turn. Abroad, if this puppy is taken care of by Zhou Peiming, it is better to send it to a pet store for foster care!

Zhou Peiming had obviously made arrangements. Hearing this, he quickly said: "I have arranged for someone to take care of me. Speaking of which, you should also know this person. Song Yu is from the same school as you. I think it is not easy for outsiders to come into the house, so with you If a boy of the same age comes to take care of the puppy, it will be easy for me to take care of Aunt Wen, not to mention Song Yu himself is also reliable."

When he said this, Zhou Ye immediately became annoyed.

Songyu Songyu, always Songyu!

Is Song Yu his son, or is he his son?

Zhou Ye squeezed the phone tightly, with a sullen look on his face: "Why, do you like Song Yu so much? It's him again?"

Song Yu was a poor student that his father had supported in his early years. He was nicknamed the top student in school because of his good academic performance, which was in sharp contrast to him, the "school bully" that everyone talked about.

Compared with the high-end atmosphere of the school bully, the school bully gives people the impression that he is not a good person.

Zhou Ye felt aggrieved when he thought of this. He wanted the title of school bully. Even he himself didn't know where his nickname came from.

Is he that cruel?

As for Song Yu, he just doesn't like him very much. Every year during the Chinese New Year, he will bring some fruits and vegetables grown at home to his father. The pretty boy looks gentle, but his heart is really dark. Isn't he just a year old? Angrily, he mocked the boy, but the boy actually gave him troubles at every turn.

Until now, his father valued Song Yu more and more, and even dared to let him, a junior high school student, go to the company to help with work, and kept talking in front of him, saying that Song Yu was worthy of his fancy, what? Children of poor people have long been in charge of the family, so why don’t you learn from Song Yu...

Over time, Zhou Ye hated Song Yu from the bottom of his heart.

Not only did she pretend not to know him at school, she also deliberately didn't look good to him.

Zhou Peiming didn't expect his reaction to be so big, so he hurriedly explained: "What do you mean I like him? He is as old as you, but he works hard and has good academic performance. I plan to let him enter the company in the future and cultivate him well. You will always have to take over in the future." There are a few confidants..."

When he said this, Zhou Ye didn't appreciate it very much.

"Yes, he has good academic performance, he works hard and is simple, but he is better than me anyway. Even taking care of a dog requires someone else to do it," Zhou Ye sneered, "You are not afraid of raising a white-eyed wolf. He can take care of everything that smells good and smells bad." Pick it up at home."

"Zhou Ye! Can you please speak up! Is it difficult to admit that someone is good?" Although Zhou Peiming knew that Zhou Ye didn't seem to like Song Yu, he always thought it was just a temporary prejudice among young people, but he didn't expect Zhou Ye's reaction to be like this big.

He seemed to really not understand his son very well. Just like the various issues Shu Yue discussed with him that day, sometimes it was true that he was too incapable of taking care of his son's emotions. But Zhou Ye was also really irritating, always asking him to say Say the things he didn't want to say.

"Why are you always like this!" Zhou Ye was obviously angrier than him, "She quietly found me a stepmother, and now she just threw her dog at home and randomly found someone to take care of the dog? "

"Am I not a member of the family? Why do you decide all these things and then inform me again?"

Zhou Ye's fists were clenched tightly.

He really didn't like Song Yu, but he had more objections to his father.

Zhou Peiming paused, and then he suddenly realized that his actions made Zhou Ye have such a rebellious mentality. He was about to explain when another voice suddenly appeared next to him——

"Mr. Zhou, the meeting is about to start, do you think?"

Zhou Peiming responded twice, his voice was deep, and he held back his temper for the first time for the phone, and said calmly: "If you don't like it, I can send someone else to take care of my sister, but you have to be responsible for taking care of her until you find someone. "

Zhou Peiming was obviously a little busy, but he still tried his best to calm Zhou Ye's mood: "As for what you just said, I handle affairs a little too naturally, and treat you as a three-year-old child without caring about your emotions. Your Aunt Wen also follows I have raised this issue, but it was really difficult for me to change my mind for a while. I will have a good chat with you later when I take the time."

When he said this, he originally thought that Zhou Ye would get angry at him again, but he found that only Zhou Ye's breathing could be heard on the phone.

Zhou Peiming suddenly understood something and said warmly: "Song Yu should have arrived now. If you don't like it, let him go back, but don't embarrass others."

"I have never told you about his family affairs, and I don't want you to look at him through colored glasses. Plus, that is Song Yu's privacy."

"I really admire him, not just for his qualities, but also because he has endured so much at such a young age, and... always reminds me of you when you were a child."

"I know that you have been rejecting the people around you because of your mother's early death. Song Yu and you are in almost the same situation. I thought that there must be some similarities between you and him, but I didn't expect that you would have so many similarities because of me. prejudice."

"I've also been thinking about some issues with the way we get along with each other recently."

"It's just Zhou Ye, you are always my son, how could I like outsiders more than my own son?"

When Zhou Ye heard this while holding his cell phone, his whole body seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

The high school student who just yelled that Zhou Peiming liked Song Yu suddenly fell silent. Just looking at his eyes, one could see that his mood had softened a lot.

The assistant's urging came from Zhou Peiming's side again.

"Okay, I have something to be busy with now. As for my sister, you take care of her first, and I will arrange for someone to come over later."

Zhou Peiming thought Zhou Ye couldn't speak anymore, but heard him say "hmm" before hanging up the phone.

He hung up the phone and stared at the phone for a while.

"Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Peiming raised his eyes and looked over: "Let's go."

**

Zhou Ye put away his cell phone and his eyes fell on the little white dumpling who was still sitting obediently on the coffee table.

He stretched out a hand, rubbed its head tentatively, and murmured to himself: "My dad... took the wrong medicine today?"

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was in a good mood.

But his good mood only lasted for three seconds before he heard Song Yu's voice ringing in his ears.

"This Maltese is still too young. It's best not to put it on the coffee table. If it accidentally falls, there is a high chance of injury."

Before Zhou Ye could say anything, he saw Bai Tuanzi's head turn under his palm, and Wu Didi's round eyes immediately looked at Song Yu.

The person who came was also a young man, but compared to Zhou Ye, who was as sharp as spikes all over his body, Song Yu's aura was obviously much softer and tougher.

He is like a green pine. Although he is young, his eyes are firm and gentle. He should be at an age where he should be wanton and youthful, but there is some calmness about him that he should not have.

Thinking of his father's words just now, even though Zhou Ye didn't like Song Yu in his heart, he knew that Song Yu himself had done nothing wrong, but he was a little annoyed when he heard what he just said.

Zhou Ye: "My dad said that you don't need to take care of the dog anymore, so you can leave."

Song Yu didn't move, but just stood in front of him, his eyes falling on the puppy: "Zhou Ye, I don't think you can take care of it well."

**

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ye suddenly became unhappy. He sneered and raised his eyes to look at him arrogantly: "What do you mean? I won't be able to take care of it?"

Song Yu's mood was obviously very stable, and his expression remained calm when he saw Zhou Ye's reaction: "You probably don't know its breed. Although it looks slightly larger than the average Maltese, this type of puppy It’s a bit troublesome to take care of.”

"If you don't pay attention, it will lead to disaster."

Zhou Ye really didn't know what breed this dog was. If it weren't for his stepmother, he wouldn't have known there was such a... delicate dog in the world. He originally thought that Song Yu was going against him, but when he heard this person say this He was so determined that he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"You said I can't take care of you, how can you take care of me?"

Song Yu: "I'm probably a little more knowledgeable than you. I recently took a part-time job, which has something to do with it."

Zhou Ye was brought in unknowingly: "What part-time job?"

"Dog cafe waiter."

Zhou Ye was stunned when he heard that, and he wanted to taunt him reflexively, but suddenly he thought of all the difficult things his father had just told him about Song Yu, so he endured it and asked, "What should I say?"

Song Yu was also a little surprised that Zhou Ye didn't sneer at him today.

He didn't show any emotion on his face and just said calmly: "There is a Maltese in the place where I work. It's a very small body. We usually take good care of it and don't let customers hug it too much. But one time I met a customer and took advantage of us. Put it on the table and play with it when you’re busy.”

"As a result, the customer missed it and threw it to the ground."

Zhou Ye was a little careless at first, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Xiaobai Tuanzi.

Before Song Yu could tell the fate of the Maltese, he had already carefully put it into his arms.

It was soft and light, making Zhou Ye's hands touch it involuntarily.

While touching him, I couldn't help but ask: "Then what?"

Song Yu's eyes fell on him, but he didn't expect Zhou Ye to have such a side. He lowered his eyes and continued: "Broken bones and concussion. Fortunately, he went to the hospital in time and saved his life."

Zhou Ye's face tightened upon hearing this.

The strength of holding Xiaobai Tuanzi suddenly became stronger, causing a "wuwu" sound to be heard from his arms.

He quickly relaxed a little, looked at the puppy in his arms, and suddenly realized that it seemed a little difficult to raise.

Song Yu saw that he had listened and continued: "Its hair is not easy to take care of. It needs to be cleaned frequently. The hairstyle on its head should be done by someone specially. Of course, Mr. Zhou should not be short of money. Taking it to a pet store should solve the problem of combing its hair and bathing it.”

Zhou Ye had no experience in taking care of small animals. He only thought that his sister was really cute, but he didn't expect that there were so many skills behind this cuteness.

He followed Song Yu's words and looked at his sister's image. When he saw the fur on her head that was loosely tied with a small rubber band and looked as cute as a ponytail, he fell into deep silence.

This... this is not raising a dog at all, this is raising a girl!

No wonder Wen Shuyue wanted to name it "Sister", wasn't it because she was a painless mother and raised a daughter? !

The puppy in his hand suddenly became a hot potato.

Zhou Ye found that... he seemed to have refused too quickly. He opened his mouth and was about to ask Song Yu to simply stay and take care of the dog, but he heard Song Yu's cell phone ringing.

Song Yu said hello to him, walked aside and answered the phone.

"Hello? Uncle Zhou?"

"Uh... ok, I see."

"I won't think too much about it. Okay, I know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu walked up to him.

A hint of something bad has already arisen in Zhou Zhiyi's heart.

Song Yu: "Since you don't need my care, I'll leave first."

Zhou Ye had a straight face and hugged the white dumpling, and suddenly he was in a dilemma.

Song Yu looked at his face, thought about his character, and took out his mobile phone from his arms: "How about adding a WeChat account? If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Zhou Ye relaxed all over, with disdain on his face, but he took out his mobile phone very neatly: "...for its sake, I only added you."

After Song Yu left, Zhou Ye collapsed on the sofa with a dejected look.

He put the little white dumpling on his chest, his heart beating loudly at Yu Zhen's feet.

Zhou Ye rubbed his head a little irritably, his black hair suddenly became messy. He looked at the ceiling, as if he had lost his soul.

A message alert came from the phone.

Zhou Ye clicked on WeChat and found that Song Yu had sent many links, including the correct understanding of small dogs, guides on raising dogs, how to be a good dog dad...

He pursed his lips and clicked in to take a look.

Half an hour later, he sighed at his sister who was almost asleep on his chest——

"...I am naive."

"Why is it so troublesome to raise you?"

Xiaobai Tuanzi opened his eyes, looked at him and let out an "ouch" before stepping on Zhou Ye's chest with cute little steps.

Then he carefully walked to his chin. Just when Zhou Ye was thinking about whether to throw this troublesome little thing to Song Yu, he felt a warmth in his shoulder.

The little white dumpling balled up into a ball, and the tender paws pressed on his cheek and stepped on it, and then stopped moving.

Zhou Ye stiffened his body. He had never been approached by a weak creature like this before, and he found that... this little thing seemed to trust him very much.

He moved his fingers and sighed resignedly.

Forget it, take care of it first.

Anyway, his father has to find someone else to take care of him, so he probably won't be able to take care of her for... how long, right?