A big yellow dog was biting the corner of Qian's clothes, pulling back hard, as if it couldn't stand her hitting Yu Minglang.
The mistress not only lives alone but also has a pet?
Qian hadn't reacted yet when she heard Yu Minglang reprimanding.
"Beauty, let go!"
"Woof!"
The big yellow dog obediently let go of Qian's clothes and sat nicely.
It clearly understands rules.
"Where did... the dog come from?!" Qian had a bad feeling, could this big dog be the 'affair' she was trying to catch?!
"Don't call it a dog, please refer to it as a canine."
Yu Minglang seriously corrected.
Qian had a headache, "Aren't dog and canine the same species?"
"Not the same. We refer to those like Beauty, who have served, as canines. Even though Beauty is retired now, it's still our silent comrade in arms. It cannot be called a dog; please refer to it as a canine!"
"So... you're being mysterious at home, keeping a dog, alright, a canine?"
Qian felt oddly relieved; thankfully, it's not a woman.
