Shen Shen purses her lips, follows him, and gives the stray a stern look… If it comes to paying, selling the dog to a slaughterhouse wouldn’t fetch much. Walking through the long corridor, Shen Shen thinks of many apologies. As the sunlight grows brighter, a tall figure appears at the end of the corridor. He stands with his head slightly tilted up, facing the sun, his face bathed in golden light, exuding a peculiar tranquility. How could he dare to face such blinding sunlight? Shen Shen pauses but recognizes the handsome profile. It’s the man in the white shirt.
“Master…” the middle-aged man leads Qianqian to him.
“How did the check-up go?” The man in the white shirt lowers his head slightly.
“She’s pregnant.” The middle-aged man coughs lightly, giving Shen Shen a look, signaling her to prepare.
The man in the white shirt slightly furrows his handsome brows, almost imperceptibly. Shen Shen steps forward bravely and apologizes, “Sir, I’m sorry, my stray raped your Qianqian.”
Shen Shen, with her head bowed, doesn’t notice the overly calm expression on the man’s face, which shows little surprise. He murmurs to himself, “Qianqian…”
Shen Shen looks up reflexively at the man in the white shirt.
Author’s Note: Oh my, Chapter 33…
When Shen Shen looks into the deep, unfocused eyes of the man in the white shirt, she is taken aback. She turns to the middle-aged man, hoping for confirmation of her suspicion. The man just shakes his head slightly, his brows furrowed. Shen Shen understands and looks at the handsome man with a probing gaze.
The man in the white shirt doesn’t speak further, his unfocused eyes carrying a special meaning. He extends a hand with a smile, “Hello, I’m You Ran.”
Shen Shen is momentarily stunned, staring at his outstretched hand, long and slender. She quickly extends her hand to shake his, introducing herself, “Hello, I’m Shen Shen.”
You Ran’s grip suddenly tightens, startling Shen Shen, who instinctively tries to pull away. You Ran lets go first, smiling, “Your name is beautiful.”
Shen Shen laughs awkwardly, her gaze moving to Qianqian rubbing against You Ran’s feet, “Um… about Qianqian’s pregnancy…”
