Young Master Fei Laughed in the Car While Gu Xiyue Remained in the Dark

As it turned out.

A few minutes later.

At the main entrance on the first floor of the villa complex.

"You're saying something happened to this dog?"

Zhao Jinfei began explaining, "Young Master, we don't know either. The dog was perfectly fine at first, but then as it was walking, it suddenly looked up at the second floor..."

"It seemed like it heard something," added a tall, thin man with overly pale skin.

"Qu Xibo, don't interrupt. Sorry, Young Master, I'll continue," Zhao Jinfei said, glaring at his assistant. "After it seemed to hear something, it started barking frantically and took off running upstairs."

"We were afraid it had gone mad, so we hurried after it. But for some reason, it crashed into the wall after just a few steps and passed out immediately."

"It looked like its limbs weren't coordinated. It walked normally, but once it started running fast, it suddenly became like that—just like a puppy in my house that had only recently learned to walk. Why are you glaring at me? You didn't explain it clearly to Young Master just now," Qu Xibo cut in. Seeing Zhao Jinfei glare at him, he rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to throw down.

"How is the dog now? Where is it?"

Seeing the two clowns tearing each other down and looking like they were about to start fighting, Young Master Fei was speechless. He quickly stopped them and asked about the dog.

"Young Master, the dog is awake now, but it looks a little confused. It doesn't even seem familiar with walking anymore. I'll take you to it."

Following Zhao Jinfei, he saw the Golden Retriever after only a few steps.

It really was just as they had said. The whole dog looked dazed and innocent, somewhat like a newborn puppy.

He happened to know that dogs could suffer concussions after impacts to the head, losing part or all of their memories.

A concussion?

No, that didn't seem right either.

Though he could be considered an old Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner, he couldn't spot anything wrong.

It did have some symptoms of a concussion, but it looked quite healthy?

Young Master Fei wasn't sure.

And that subordinate named Qu Xibo had just said that this dog was only a puppy?

That wasn't right. Its bones and fur showed that it was at least fully grown.

What was going on?

It seemed every profession had its specialists. He would have to let a veterinarian take a look.

"Mm, don't worry about this. Keep an eye on a group of people for me. Their leader is named Ji Gangji. I don't have an exact photo of him, but he has a distinctive feature: his eyebrows sit very low over his eyes, and when he raises them, the lines on his forehead form the character for 'several.' It's very obvious."

Young Master Fei's company had information on Ji Gangji's group, of course, but it was only their public identities, and their appearances might not be reliable either. Although Ji Gangji was merely a minor player, he still had some influence.

"Oh, right. He should be in Changning District now. It would be best to look for him based on what I just described. Understood?"

"Understood."

"Go."

After that, Young Master Fei called A Jiu and Jiang Anran down, then took them to a pet hospital on the way.

It wasn't that Young Master Fei cared much about this dog. He was simply puzzled by the strange situation, and there was plenty of time before treatment today. Nothing else important was going on.

So he decided to have it examined first.

"We've never seen the situation you described either," the doctor said after completing all the tests, his brows knitted in confusion. "It's very strange. There's nothing wrong with its physical condition. Although there are signs of impact on its forehead, it doesn't have a concussion."

Sitting in the car, Young Master Fei watched the Golden Retriever happily playing with A Jiu in the back seat.

He found it strange too. Even if the Golden Retriever had lost its memories, it was still very affectionate toward A Jiu.

It seemed A Jiu simply had that kind of dog-magnet constitution. It had nothing to do with yesterday's sausage.

Watching her play with the Golden Retriever on the seat, Young Master Fei smiled indulgently.

"A Jiu, why don't you give it a name?"

A Jiu froze for a moment, surprise sparkling in her eyes. "A name? A Jiu? Can A Jiu name her?" Then she scratched her head shyly. "But A Jiu doesn't know many words."

"Of course you can. Just give it a simple name," Young Master Fei encouraged her.

A Jiu tilted her head and stared at the dog, whose fur gleamed gold in the sunlight. After thinking for a long while, she said, "You're a doggy, and you're younger than me, so I'll call you Dog Ten!"

"..."

Dog Ten?

What a wonderful name. My brain was spinning.

Even Jiang Anran in the passenger seat nearly lurched out of her seat, luckily caught by her seatbelt.

Of course, A Jiu had definitely not meant anything by it. Young Master Fei didn't correct her outright or say no. Instead, he encouraged her, then guided her into changing the name in a way A Jiu would find hard to notice.

Young Master Fei felt that he was surprisingly gifted at taking care of children, despite having never learned how.

Maybe he could apply to be a kindergarten teacher someday?

"Great idea! But does it have a nickname? It's still little, so it should be called by a pet name. Dog Shi—Dog Ten can wait until it grows up."

"A nickname? Then it'll be Xiao Jiu!" A Jiu blurted out. The name had just flashed through her mind, and she immediately seized on it.

"Xiao Jiu?"

"Mm, I just thought of it."

"Good, it sounds quite nice!"

Young Master Fei nodded approvingly and even took one hand off the steering wheel to give her a thumbs-up.

"Hehe! I'm really happy when I'm with you."

"Aren't you happy when you're with your Young Master?"

He genuinely didn't know, so he asked out of curiosity. Come to think of it, the book didn't seem to describe A Jiu's feelings in any detail.

"It's... it's not that. I'm just also very happy when I'm with you."

Though he found it strange that she had hesitated, Young Master Fei didn't think much of it. Unless there was some agreement involved, like the one she had made with him before, A Jiu never lied.

And so, amid cries of "Xiao Jiu! Xiao Jiu! Xiao Jiu!" and barking replies, Young Master Fei's Volkswagen Bora arrived at Little Flower Shop once again.

Gu Corporation.

President's Office.

"Xiao Liu, are there any important emails today?" Gu Xiyue got to work the moment she entered her office.

Her eyes swiftly scanned the company's various reports line by line, keeping track of the company's development and the progress of every project in her mind.

The female secretary called Xiao Liu glanced at the president's inbox, then somewhat nervously deleted one of the emails—and permanently deleted it as well, lest the email signed "Ye Chen" cause any trouble.

There absolutely could not be the slightest mistake in that man Ji Gangji's plan.

Otherwise, not only would he be finished, but she too would fall into an abyss.

Swallowing hard, Xiao Liu forced herself to remain calm as she slowly replied, "No, President Gu."

Without even raising her head, Gu Xiyue answered, "Alright."