118: Who is the golden retriever's favorite person?
Just as Yue Qingzhu finished her last bite of omurice, her phone rang.
She flipped her phone over and saw “Yue Shuhan” displayed on the screen.
Her cheeks, flushed with embarrassment, instantly cooled.
After a moment of hesitation, she still pressed the answer button, “Is something wrong?”
A deep, authoritative voice came from the other end of the line, “Come home for dinner this weekend.”
“No, I have something to do.”
“Your Aunt Xu misses you very much too.”
Yue Qingzhu took a deep breath, gripped the spoon handle, and forcefully jabbed the spoon into the box, saying coldly, “I said, I have something to do.”
“Qingzhu, don’t be so prejudiced against her. Her arranging blind dates for you is also for your own good. There’s no shortage of girls around boys from families compatible with ours. It’s for your own good to find someone early. Would you be willing to find someone with extensive relationship experience?”
“What’s wrong with me being single? Is it bothering her, is that it?”
“Can you show some respect to your elders? If you don’t want to, she didn’t force you. And when you were little, I was often on business trips, and she spoiled you so much. You clearly liked her a lot back then. She’s not an educator; it’s her first time being a mother, so making a few mistakes is…”
Yue Qingzhu hung up the phone directly, clenched her fists, and felt her breathing quicken slightly.
First time being a mother? She was not her mother!
Yue Qingzhu threw the spoon into the meal box, grabbed the meal box, and forcefully tossed it into the trash can. Suddenly, a thudding sound came from the study upstairs.
She quickly turned her head to look upstairs.
Oh no, did she forget to close the study door just now?
Yue Qingzhu quickly ran upstairs, turned on the light, and saw that the middle of the third shelf on the bookshelf was empty, with over a dozen books scattered on the floor.
Under the computer desk, the little golden retriever was squatting beside the chair, as if it knew it had caused trouble, its ears drooped, and its wet, big eyes secretly peeked at her.
Yue Qingzhu quickly walked over to the golden retriever and squatted down.
Her long hair slid over her shoulders as she lowered her head, and she raised a hand to tuck it behind her ear.
Yue Qingzhu reached out to rub the dog’s head, gently picked it up, “Are you okay? Does it hurt? I’m sorry, it’s all my fault for forgetting to close the door.”
She checked it and, seeing no injuries on its body, breathed a sigh of relief. She put the puppy down, walked over, squatted down, and picked up the scattered books one by one, stacking them aside.
After picking up the last book, there was a palm-sized piece of paper on the floor.
She flipped it over to look, and her heart immediately sank to the bottom.
The photo showed her at 11 years old, wearing a white princess dress, its skirt fluffy like a blooming flower.
At that time, her facial features were similar to now: big, sparkling eyes, a small, upturned nose, a bit of ice cream cream still on the corner of her mouth, and a brilliant smile.
But her whole body was as plump as a rugby ball. Her face was round, her cheeks chubby, her arms and calves were fleshy, and the waist of the princess dress was a bit tight from being stretched.
Yue Qingzhu’s hand, holding the photo, unconsciously tightened, her knuckles turning slightly white.
Aunt Xu’s gentle voice echoed in her mind—
“Eat more, you’re growing.”
“You’re so young, why are you dieting? They’re just jealous of you for saying that. If you like ice cream, eat more.”
“This is imported ice cream I specifically bought, why aren’t you eating it? Your mom will be very sad if you don’t.”
“Are other kids bullying you? But they didn’t hit you. It’s just a prank, you need to learn to be tolerant. Mom will talk to the teacher, but let’s also reflect if we have any problems ourselves. We don’t want people to think our family is abusing its power; we need to be humble, okay?”
“Look for your dad? You need to be sensible, he’s so busy, don’t bother your dad.”
“Study business? It’s too hard. Look at your dad, he barely has any time to enjoy family happiness. You already like music, how good is it for a girl to study art?”
“I’m sorry, I just love you too much and wanted to give you all the delicious food. How could I intentionally make you fat?”
…
The more Yue Qingzhu thought, the more rapid her breathing became. She raised her left hand to grasp her stuffy chest and lowered her head. Her right hand clutched the photo, crumpling it into a ball.
After a while, she looked up and raised her hand, about to throw it into the trash can.
The next moment, remembering it was her own photo, she still lowered her hand, unfolded the crumpled photo, and placed it face down inside an album.
Her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was slightly red. She turned back to the dog and stretched out her hands, “Canlan, want a hug?”
The golden retriever whimpered, and obediently walked over to squat in front of her.
Yue Qingzhu rubbed its head, “You’re the best. Only you genuinely and 100% like me.”
After rubbing it twice, she sat on the floor and gently stroked the dog’s head, “You’re still the most reliable. Hmph, after all, you only have me, so even if you don’t want to like me, you have to!”
The dog looked up at her, whimpered, and slowly lowered its head.
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[Pet File Update]
1. Xiaobai (Baize)
[Basic Information]: British Shorthair, male, born in March this year.
[Cat Life Hobbies]: Shrimp.
[Favorite Person]: A man who is indifferent to him.
[Second Favorite Person]: That man’s mother (because he often gets fed).
2. Canlan
[Basic Information]: Golden Retriever, female, born in January this year.
[Dog Life Hobbies]: Meat.
[Favorite Person]: A moonlight he has only met once but can’t forget.
[Second Favorite Person]: Her owner, the young lady.
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The next day, the evening of the 16th, seven-thirty.
Night fell, and neon lights flickered in the city.
In a private room on the top floor of the Cloud Peak Hotel, a team of 15 people sat in a circle.
The private room was very large; rather than a restaurant private room, it was more like a suite, equipped with a sofa area and a game area, and also had a rooftop garden of over a hundred square meters.
On the dining table in the middle of the team was a large spread of delicious food: Huadiao steamed conch, black truffle roasted chicken, lobster balls, braised pork with fish maw, fresh shrimp and crab roe tofu…
Assistant Director Zhou Weijie ate with a look of pure bliss on his face.
Today, after filming a video with a leader who had no morals, no cultivation, and no ability, he felt like screaming to the heavens when he got off work: What’s the meaning of this life?!
After dinner: Oh my god, it has meaning!
He poked Chen Fang’s arm, “Bro, can you still take me with you next time you shoot a video? Not for anything else, I’m just in it for your food.”
“I’ll try.” Chen Fang didn’t make a definite promise; who knew what he would be filming next time.
Zhou Weijie buried his head in his food, and after a while, he sighed softly, “A physique that gains weight easily is really annoying.”
Chen Fang glanced at the small mountain of food scraps in front of him and shook his head, “You’re not an easily gaining weight type who gets fat no matter what he eats; you’re a greedy eating type who gets fat because he eats everything.”
[Zhou Weijie’s Negative Emotion Value +88]
Chen Fang originally thought the topic was over.
Suddenly, Zhou Weijie turned his head to look at him, his pupils trembling.
Chen Fang was a bit confused; only 88 negative emotion points, did he really need to make that expression?
Zhou Weijie said blankly, “It’s over, I just remembered that I swore last week to diet until this Friday at 24:00, or I’d be single for a year.”
Chen Fang patted his shoulder, “Eating food like it’s a festival is also called dieting.”
Zhou Weijie suddenly realized, “That makes sense! As expected of the General Director, his thinking is truly incomparable to ordinary mortals like me. Then I’ll continue eating.”