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The next morning at 7: 30 a.m., the two of them woke up to a knock on the door of the martial arts room.
Hee Zhuolun immediately stood up and went to the bathroom to wash. When he came out, the room had already been tidied up neatly, and not only was the blanket laid out flat, there were no wrinkles at all. Even the bullets and handguns that were thrown on the floor last night had been picked up and placed on the table.
He pursed his lips and walked in front of the mirror. Looking at his swollen face, he pinched the space between his eyebrows. ”What a ruthless attack.”
Lang Yan who was washing up in the guest room was not much better. He had to brush his teeth slowly, he did not dare open his mouth wide, nor did he dare to brush too quickly, for fear of getting injured.
When he came out of the bathroom, it was already 15 minutes later. He put on the casual clothes he got from Hee Zhuolun's room and went to the kitchen on the first floor.
Seeing that he was busy cooking breakfast, he immediately greeted: ”Uncle Wu, good morning.”
Hearing Lang Yan's voice, Martial Arts Master quickly turned the fire down and turned to say: ”Mr Lang, good morning. You went to sleep here last night, did you sleep well? Eh? Mr Lang, what happened to your face? ”
He saw that the corners of Lang Yan's eyes and mouth had turned black, and doubt flashed across his face.
Lang Yan laughed and said: ”Nothing, it's just that when someone was turning over, I accidentally hit him.”
Martial Arts: ”...”
What kind of strength did he need in order to be able to beat someone to such a state? Also, this person was referring to his young master, right?
At this time, Hee Zhuolun came down from the stairs: ”Uncle Wu, good morning.”
Martial Arts saw Hee Zhuolun's pale face, and his expression changed: ”Young Master, your face …”
Could it be that these two were not going to sleep at night and were fighting in the room? Otherwise, how could they have gotten up so late?
Hee Zhuolun looked at Lang Yan in ridicule and interrupted his martial arts: ”Uncle Wu, have you finished breakfast?”
Martial Arts saw that the young master did not want him to care about their matters, so he nodded and said, ”It's almost done. Young Master, Mr Lang, you guys go outside and take a seat.
”Woof.” Suddenly, a dog's bark came from outside the hall, following that, a black and white figure ran into the kitchen and pounced towards Hee Zhuolun.
Joy flashed across Hee Zhuolun's face as he hugged the figure that was pouncing towards him, ”Da Guai? Why are you here? ”
Martial Art slightly smiled: ”This morning, the old master sent someone to deliver it. He said he wanted Da Guai to stay here for a few days to accompany the young master.”
Hee Zhuolun smiled as he squatted down and rubbed Da Guai's head, ”Let it stay here for a week.”
Da Guai hadn't seen her master for nearly a month, and was rubbing her hands over Hee Zhuolun's body excitedly.
Lang Yan knew that Hee Zhuolun had a dog called Da Guai, but he rarely brought it with him. ”Is this a Border Collie?”
The Border Collie was the smartest dog among the breeds. It had an IQ of about five to six years old.
”Yes.”
”Public?”
”Yes.”
”How old are you?”
”Four years old.”
”Do you have a partner?”
”Not yet.”
”Are you not going to find a companion for it?” Or did it look down on the other bitches? Or is it that you, the owner, don't think any other dog is compatible with it? ”
”It's because he doesn't like other puppies.” Hee Zhuolun squinted: ”Why are you asking about this? Could he be thinking of some rotten idea to trick Da Guai? ”
”Don't think too badly of me, I was just casually chatting. Say, your Da Guai is already 4 years old, if you still don't find a partner, could it be …”
Lang Yan purposely used a tone to tease others.
Hee Zhuolun looked at him suspiciously: ”What is it?”
”Incompetent.”
Martial Arts: ”...”
Hee Zhuolun, ”...”
”Woof.” Da Guai seemed to understand Lang Yan's words, and exclaimed in dissatisfaction.
Lang Yan continued: ”Maybe it's gay, and only likes male dogs, but you keep on looking for female dogs for it.”
”…” Hee Zhuolun was too lazy to bother with him, he brought Da Guai to sit on the sofa outside the hall.
Lang Yan smiled as he followed and sat beside Da Guai, raising his hand to caress Da Guai's head. Unexpectedly, Da Guai turned her head and avoided his hand.
”Ai, don't let me touch it.” He humphed lightly, ”Just you wait, there's a time when you can kneel down and beg for me.”
Hee Zhuolun scoffed, ”What can it request of you?”
Most of them were human, yet they acted like a child venting his anger on a dog.
Lang Yan did not answer him. He rubbed Da Guai's head quickly and went to the kitchen to help cook breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, Hee Zhuolun got in the car to go to the company, and Lang Yan followed along: ”Mr Hee, give me a ride.”
Hee Zhuolun said while talking: ”I'll bring you along the way.”
”Of course it's along the way. I will be going to Hee's Group to interview someone later.”
”…” Hee Zhuolun indicated for the driver to drive, and then asked Lang Yan: ”What job are you interviewing?”
Lang Yan laughed and asked: ”Does Mr Hee want to open the back door for me?”
Hee Zhuolun cast a glance at him: ”If you are interviewing for a job as a security guard, I might consider opening the back door for you.”