Afraid that Hank would go back on his word if he was unhappy, Sara quickly took the puppy into his arms. Immediately, there was a dirty dog footprint on the clean white T-shirt.
Hank's face darkened. "Throw it into the trunk."
Sara said hurriedly, "No, it's still so small. It'll be scary if it's put in the trunk."
The puppy was quite human. When it heard Hank's words, it immediately whined fiercely.
The man's side face was sharp and cold. He looked at it with disdain and said, "I advise you not to confront me, or I will throw you into the trash can immediately."
The puppy was so scared that it whined twice.
Sara quickly touched its head to comfort it and whispered, "Master Hank, don't be so cruel to it..."
Hank's eyes were gloomy. "When it offends me, it doesn't care about you."
Sara, "..." She actually felt a little jealous from Master Hank's words, as if two children were jealous.
Sara said a little helplessly, "It doesn't know anything... Your master has a lot of money. Don't fuss about it."
Hank snorted coldly, but he still ordered someone to send the things that the little milky dogs wanted to use to the Reminisland.
By the time they arrived, the things had already been sent. Sara had no time to tear them apart. He carried the dog to the bathroom to bathe it. When Aunt Lyons was busy, Aunt Dovlin went into the bathroom to help her. Fortunately, the little fellow liked water very much. She would not resist the bath like a kitten, so she obediently lay in the basin and did not move.
However, it was so dirty that it made Sara and Aunt Dovlin tired after a clean- up. Aunt Dovlin said, "Miss Martin, where did you pick up the puppy?"
Sara told Aunt Dovlin about the little puppy's background, and Aunt Dovlin sighed. She touched the dog's head and said,
"It's its luck that it can meet you."
"But..." Aunt Dovlin looked outside and asked, "Are you allowed to raise them, Master Hank?"
At the thought of the kiss, Sara blushed and whispered, "I didn't allow you to kiss him, but I... I begged him."
Aunt Dovlin smiled and said, "Master Hank dotes on you... He doesn't like these furry things. The Second Young Master wanted to raise a cat when he was young. He cried for a long time, but Master Hank didn't agree."
Sara was taken aback and mumbled, "Is that so..."
But she just kissed Hank, and Hank let her take care of him.
Aunt Dovlin said in a low voice, "Master Hank is already very kind to you. You have never seen his attitude towards others."
Sara lowered his head. "... I know."
Sara had thought that the dog was a dog or a string of kebabs, but he didn't expect that after cleaning it, he would blow the fur off it and it would turn out to be a beautiful samoyo.
It seemed that it was only one or two months old. The fur had not been trimmed. It was in a mess and looked like a ball of fur from a distance. But the pair of eyes were particularly beautiful. They were a kind of warm and flexible black, which looked particularly beautiful.
It liked the wind very much. As soon as its fur was dried, it would rub on the flower language, and its scream was both ear- piercing and clingy.
Aunt Dovlin couldn't help but laugh. "It's still a little male dog. It's so clingy."
Sara liked it very much. He held it in his arms and ran upstairs happily, wanting to show it to Hank.
As soon as they arrived at the door of the study, they saw Hank in the video conference. Sara did not dare to make a sound and quietly entered the room. Hank glanced at her and covered the camera directly. He said, "Come here."
Sara walked over with a furry dog in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Are you busy?"
Hank remained calm and said, "No, I don't."
Sara immediately took out the dog in his hand and shook its two tender colors. "It's a shamlet! Is it lovely or not?"
Hank was not interested in such furry things. He glanced at Sara and felt that her pale pink cheeks were more lovely. Thinking of the kiss on the street today, he couldn't help but move his Adam's apple and said in a hoarse voice, "Come and show it to uncle."
Sara did not doubt the old man's evil intentions at all. He took a few steps forward with the dog in his arms, and then he was pulled to sit on his legs by the old hooligan with evil intentions. Sara was shocked. "You..."
The dog in her arms also whined as it thought it was fierce.
Hank said in a low voice, "Someone else can hear it."
Sara immediately covered his mouth and accused him with his eyes. "..." He knew that someone could hear you, so why did you do this!
It was a pity that her eyes looked soft without any deterrence, which made the old man even more interested in her. He looked serious and said, "It's okay. They don't know who you are."
The senior management of the company whose vision was blocked: Then please let us see what kind of person she is!
One minute ago, the executives of the company who had a bright future saw the cold face of Master Hank and knew that there was something fishy on his face. Later, they heard that he was flirting with the little girl's sauce wine, and their hearts were itchy. They couldn't wait to see the true face of the girl in the soft voice.
One of them was particularly bold. He coughed and said, "Master Hank, you can pretend that we can't hear you. Go on, go on..."
Sara: "
Now, he really wanted to go to hell to find a dragon to serve the funeral.
How did things develop into this? She just came here with a dog to show Master Hank!!!
Hank looked at Sara, who closed his eyes and gave up the treatment. He couldn't help but laugh. All the senior officials of the company were scared with cold sweat on their backs-they had seen Master Hank's smile before, but Master Hank either sneered or laughed at him. The former would kill people, and the latter would drive people crazy.
But they had never heard of Hank's... true smile.
Hank lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek. He smiled and said, "Alright, let Aunt Dovlin take the dog to go to take drugs first."
Sara quickly got up from his body and said, "Okay... I'll go first."
Hank replied with a "Hm".
After Sara left, Hank removed the paper on the top of the camera. Although everyone looked serious, in fact, they were secretly looking at the boss whether his clothes were messy or not. However, to their disappointment, Master Hank still looked like a well-dressed beast. He was not embarrassed at all.
"Master Hank, just now, what's...?" Someone asked cautiously.
Hank moved his cold eyes and said in a cold voice, "I'm raising a toy."
Everyone looked at each other and understood-it turned out to be a little girl.
So they didn't ask anymore tacitly.
Sara, who had come back to pick up the hair ropes, was stunned on the spot.