498. His heart was softer than anyone else's

Song Beibei went to the House on the east side.

There was indeed a room full of little puppies.

Xiao Mianjun was also inside. She was personally helping the little puppies bathe.

Although the children of the Husky and the Samoyed were skewers, they were actually very beautiful.

The little puppies ran around unsteadily on the ground.

Every one of them had the cool appearance of a Husky and the smiling face of a samoyed angel.

Together, they actually looked like little angels.

Song Beibei really liked them very much.

Song Beibei also went over to help. She helped hold down the little puppy that was moving about and asked Xiao Mianjun to help them bathe.

Song Beibei looked at the little puppy that was howling and felt her heart melt.

Xiao Mianjun saw that she liked them so much and said, "if you like them, then bring one back to spring city and raise it for you. Anyway, there are eight of them. I was worried about finding them a master. "

Song Beibei used to raise a Husky called lucky.

Although Lucky still listened to Gu Yanqing a little more.

Song Beibei still liked them very much.

Song Beibei had been abroad for a few years and had not seen Lucky since she came back.

Later, Aunt Feng told her that Lucky had run out of the House and was hit by a car and died.

Song Beibei was extremely sad.

Aunt Feng said that Mr. Gu was even sadder at that time.

She said that Lucky was the only one left to accompany Mr. Gu every day during the few years you were away.

When Lucky was around, Mr. Gu still went home every day. After Lucky left, Gu Yanqing basically stayed at the company.

Song Beibei liked dogs.

Back then, Lucky was a stray dog and Song Beibei insisted on bringing it back to be raised.

Gu Yanqing was very opposed to it back then.

He said that if she really brought the dog back, he would definitely get someone to throw it away.

But in reality, Song Beibei herself was on a whim.

After bringing it back, other than playing with lucky occasionally, it was actually Gu Yanqing who had been taking care of it the whole time.

Gu Yanqing had always been a tough-talking but soft-hearted person.

He looked as cold as a poker face, but Song Beibei knew that his heart was softer than anyone else.

Later on, Song Beibei said that she wanted to raise another dog.

Gu Yanqing still said the same thing: If you dare to bring back another dog, I'll stew it.

Song Beibei actually understood that Gu Yanqing just couldn't bear to leave.

"How is it? Do you want to keep it? "

Xiao Mianjun asked again.

Song Beibei was pulled back from her flying thoughts.

Song Beibei looked at the furry puppy in her hand and shook her head, "no, your brother won't agree. "

Xiao Mianjun smiled regretfully, "then I'll have to keep it myself. "

Song Beibei was surprised, "You keep so many by yourself? "

Xiao Mianjun said, "it's pretty good. With these little guys around, I never feel lonely. "

Song Beibei watched as Xiao mianjun skillfully carried the little puppy that had just showered, and then used a hairdryer to blow dry their fur.

Looking at Xiao Mianjun's back, Song Beibei felt a stabbing pain in her heart.

She was not Xiao Mianjun, so she had no intention of judging other people's lives.

But if she was really not lonely, why would she have a dog?

Song Beibei insisted on raising lucky back then.

It was because Song Beibei felt too lonely.

She felt so lonely that no one in the millions of people in this world could understand her.

That was why Song Beibei wanted to find a spiritual sustenance.

Song Beibei's feelings toward Xiao Mianjun were really complicated.

Xiao Mianjun was already over thirty years old, but in the end, she was still alone.

Moreover, even if she made up her mind, she would never get married in this lifetime.

At first, Mu Lan was both sad and guilty.

But now, she had indeed handed over all the business of the jade shop to Xiao Mianjun.

Song Beibei didn't know if she was still happy with Gu Yanqing in her heart.

Song Beibei also knew clearly that Xiao mianjun would never do anything out of line.

She was a person who was more rational than anything else.

It was just that life had once played a big joke on her.

She still did not know the inside story of everything that had happened back then.

And now, Gu Wanjing was also in the Peishan group.

The two of them might still meet from time to time.

Song Beibei sighed.

Sometimes, it was not a bad thing to know less.

After a while, the Butler came over. "Miss, Young Madam, dinner is ready. "

So the two of them washed their hands and went to the dining room.

Gu Yanqing had just come out of the study room and was right behind Song Beibei.

Besides Mu Lan, there was only one other person at the dining table -- Zhao Dantong.

Song Beibei did not know why Mu Lan invited Zhao Dantong to her house.

But at this moment, looking at the atmosphere at the dining table, Song Beibei felt that it was strange.

Mu Lan had a cold and distant smile on her face.

Zhao Dantong also had the same fake smile on her face.

Song Beibei seemed to be able to see the two of them fighting with their AURAS.

She wished that sparks would come out of her back.

Mu Lan smiled and looked towards the door. "Come over and have dinner. "

The few of them sat down.

The table was filled with delicacies.

Mu Lan smiled and said to Zhao Dantong, "Dantong, you're a guest. You can choose what you like to eat. Don't stand on ceremony. "

Zhao Dantong smiled and said, "thank you, sister. Jiankai isn't around right now. I'm usually alone at home. No matter how I stay, I feel cold and Sad. Luckily, sister asked me to come over for dinner. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to spend the night. Sister's house is so lively. I really like the feeling of having dinner with this family. This is more like a family. "

Zhao Dantong called Mu Lan her sister.

Song Beibei sounds strange.

However, according to seniority, Zhao Dantong said that Hu is also within reason.

Just this exit, feel she and Mu Lan is equal to sit general.

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