Snatching Food from a Dog's Mouth

"A hotel?"

Liu Mei froze, but Zhang Yang was already out the door and heading straight for the car.

"Drive."

"Whine..."

Mibai still looked aggrieved. The dog had no idea where Zhang Yang was taking him this time, or what new ordeal he had in store.

The black Mercedes G-Class headed straight for the Grand Palace Hotel.

Zhang Yang got out with a full-grown Labrador retriever in tow, while Jiao Long tossed the keys to the valet at the entrance.

The Grand Palace Hotel was a five-star hotel in Gong City. Surely they wouldn't let Zhang Yang walk in with a dog. Sure enough, a security guard stopped him at the door.

"Sorry, sir. This is an upscale hotel. Pets aren't allowed to come and go as they please."

The guard's wording was interesting. Look closely, and he hadn't said pets were banned. They simply couldn't come and go as they pleased. In other words, it depended on the dog—and the owner.

"What did you say?"

Jiao Long stepped forward, his temper flaring. He was about to argue with the guard.

"Hold on." Zhang Yang blocked him. Rules still mattered when you went out in public. Otherwise, the world would descend into chaos, and Zhang Yang was no exception. He took out Mibai's identification papers. "Will these do?"

The guard accepted the papers and examined them, then checked them against Mibai. Everything matched, and they showed that he was healthy.

Dogs weren't absolutely forbidden from hotels. It depended on the dog. Guide dogs, for example, had to be allowed to stay with their owners.

Still, the guard didn't dare ask a guest whether he was there for a meal or a room.

Zhang Yang's casual clothes drew some looks, but Jiao Long had already shown off his solid muscles, and