Xia Chujian had only ever seen this Big Black Dog act affectionate toward Yu Wangyou. It seemed not to care much about anyone else.
Oh, except Xia Yuanfang, of course.
Xia Yuanfang had saved its life, so the Big Black Dog still paid close attention to her.
It just did not have that same closeness with her that it had with Yu Wangyou.
Xia Chujian thought this black dog had probably been raised by Yu Wangyou since it was little.
Oh, no—that Yu Wangyou was clearly a Fake Yu Wangyou.
The real Yu Wangyou probably had not kept a dog.
Because if this Big Black Dog had belonged to the real Yu Wangyou, it definitely would have known when the real Yu Wangyou was replaced.
Xia Chujian believed that a Face Mask only misled people visually.
But dogs were not animals that recognized people by their faces. They relied on scent.
So if the Big Black Dog had belonged to the real Yu Wangyou, it definitely would have known Yu Wangyou had been replaced.
But it had not.
Therefore, Xia Chujian concluded that this Big Black Dog was nothing more than a prop.
It did not belong to anyone.
Its previous affection for Fake Yu Wangyou might have been trained into it.
That family of neighbors, from the people to the dog, had all been fake.
Xia Chujian sneered inwardly.
The Door opened. Wufu held Small Nine Xiang's hand as he stood at the very front, beaming at her.
"Elder Sister, you're back!"
"Elder Sister's back!"
Xia Chujian's gloomy mood was dispelled in an instant by those two chubby, smiling faces.
She bent down and picked up Wufu and Small Nine Xiang, kissing their plump little cheeks on either side. "I'm back. Wufu, Small Nine Xiang, were you naughty today?"