C203 (1/2)

Han Yong immediately carried two cages in from the outside. Inside the cages were two pet dogs, one black and one white.

Her soft, shiny fur and adorable appearance were currently lying in the cage, staring at the people in the living room with wide open eyes.

Yang Meng's fingers lightly rapped on the back of his chair as he looked at Xiao Meng Han. This time, Xiao Meng Han had obviously come prepared.

Until now, Xiao Meng Han still hadn't taken the initiative to ask for Yang Meng to attack first. This gave Yang Meng a feeling of being unable to counterattack.

At the beginning, Xiao Meng Han had entered the sect in a domineering manner, but now, it was the right time for her to advance and retreat.

Yang Meng wasn't sure. He had told Xiao Meng Han that the pet wasn't here, and that the little guy would jump into Xiao Meng Han's embrace before he could even finish his words. If he did, then Xiao Meng Han would really take him away, and Yang Meng wouldn't be able to take this lying down.

”What's so good about this?” Yang Meng sighed, at this point, he could no longer hide the fact that he had a relationship with Qiu Hong. ”This little guy came here because she liked Qiu Hong, and now I can't make up my mind. Women like these furry little animals, and Qiu Hong doesn't treat him as a pet dog, but as her son. You also saw that this living room has become the little guy's playground, so of course a man wouldn't walk outside with a dog in his arms.”

Dog? Xiao Meng Han's complexion changed, but her eyes became colder. 'That is my son!'

Xiao Meng Han leaned his body against the back of the chair and looked at Yang Meng with his squinting eyes. Once he said that, his elegant smile seemed to disappear, and his unique Emperor's Qi pressed down on the living room. The living room that was almost 60 square meters instantly made people unable to breathe.

Standing at the doorway, Han Yong's hands slowly clenched into fists behind his back as creaking sounds rang out. Xiao Yu was a treasure in their hearts, actually becoming the pet dog that Yang Meng spoke of.

Han Yong decided to use some methods to get Yang Meng to raise a pet to live his life. Although it would be difficult, Han Yong was confident that he could do it for that cute little darling.

Yang Meng's face was slightly red. The veins on his hands that were placed on the back of the chair slowly bulged. The veins on his hands bulged.

Yang Meng was very confident in his usual imposing manner. After experiencing such a period of time, a sharp glint had already appeared on the bodies of the people he passed through. Even if it wasn't sharp, it would still cause others to tremble in fear.

Now that his position was reversed, why did he feel reverence for Xiao Meng Han?

”Uncle Yang, will it be dawn soon?” Xiao MengHan lightly reminded Yang Meng, he didn't want to pressure his on purpose.

Yang Meng acted like he was relying on his seniority to stop Xiao Meng Han from waging a guerrilla war.

Dawn came, and he still had to look for Mo Xiaoxiao. To be able to find this place, Xiao Menghan had to search through a small district's garage video to find it. He believed that wherever Yang Meng's car was, it would be there.

However, because Yang Meng had removed the license plate, Xiao Meng Han had to put in some effort to find it.

Yang Meng glanced at the window, he coughed and asked: ”How is your grandfather? We are old now, and your rise and power has made it so that we have no choice but to accept it. ”

”Uncle Yang, age is just a number, it doesn't mean everything. Perhaps Uncle Yang has just sprouted, Aunt Hong and my mother are also very familiar with each other. As juniors, I would like to congratulate the two of you.”

”That's enough, Xiao Han. If you continue being sarcastic, Uncle Yang will have to jump out the window. Since you're familiar with Qiu Hong, you can tell her directly if you want that pet.”

Yang Meng stood up. A small pet like his could not be cultivated as a real person even when it was humanized. Yang Meng had already made up his mind to find the daughter he had left behind for Qiu Hong for many years.

After all, they were related by blood. It would take at least twenty years for them to adopt a child now, and they might not even be able to get close to Qiu Hong if they adopted her.

After some thought, Yang Meng opened the bedroom door.