The grudge-holding Xiaotu had started setting his sights on his butt, and Chang Yu felt that his days ahead would be anything but peaceful.
He would have to stay on guard against sneak attacks at all times.
He might as well try sweet-talking him first and see if it worked.
He looked at Xiaotu with sincere, aggrieved eyes. "Look how unconvinced you are. Have you forgotten how I set aside my germaphobia and helped you with my own hands?"
Yan Junye haughtily raised his canine head, refusing to look Chang Yu in the eye.
That had been a special circumstance. This was different, and Chang Yu still hadn't gotten him a computer!
-"It's not impossible to call us even. You already smacked my butt, so rubbing your leg isn't too much to ask, is it?"
The rule Chang Yu had set was that if he dared rub his leg again, he would smack his butt.
Now that his butt had been smacked, rubbing his leg was his due.
Chang Yu felt as though Xiaotu now had designs on every part of him.
Ten days had already passed, so why was he still thinking about rubbing his leg?
He held both arms tightly against his sides, giving the dog in his lap no chance to escape. "Isn't looking at my computer the same thing?"
Yan Junye had no desire to look at Chang Yu's computer.
All those words and numbers gave him a headache just looking at them. He wanted to watch performances and funny people.
Chang Yu couldn't switch screens before finishing his work, so he could only keep trying to sweet-talk him.
"Look closely. What's on this screen is a trade secret worth hundreds of millions. Other people couldn't see it even if they begged."
Yan Junye: "..." Gee, thanks. I'm a dog. What use are these secrets to me?
Chang Yu said, "I know you can type, yet I'm still willing to show you important confidential documents. That means I trust you a great deal and consider you one of my own."
-"So being one of your own means you can smack my butt whenever you want? Being one of your own sure makes it easy to lose my virtue."
His attempt to win him over had failed.
Chang Yu chose to give up. He called his assistant in. "Take Xiaotu out for a walk so he won't get bored at the office."
"You're so considerate of Xiaotu, Mr. Chang," the assistant flattered him.
Yan Junye was already used to these people lying through their teeth. As expected of Chang Yu's employees, they had learned his essence.
"Go on." Chang Yu released his arms. "Your stomach's better now. You can get some moderate exercise."
As Yan Junye jumped off Chang Yu, he deliberately raised his fluffy tail and swished it from side to side, sweeping it swiftly across Chang Yu's face.
Chang Yu had still been talking. He hadn't expected the tail to whip over suddenly, leaving him with a mouthful of dog hair.
"..."
Fine. When they got home tonight, man and dog could have a contest and see who won.
He got up to rinse his mouth and saw Xiaotu, who had just been sauntering along smugly, bolt out of the office at the sound of movement.
There was no doubt about it. He had deliberately whipped his tail into his face.
Seeing Xiaotu run out, the assistant started running too. He hadn't put the leash on him yet!
By the time he caught up, Xiaotu was squatting behind a tree, doing his business. He would put the leash on him afterward.
Only after making sure no one was looking did Yan Junye start doing his business in the cold wind.
Once finished, he leaped dashingly out of the bushes.
The assistant saw a golden blur flash past him. His mouth twitched, and he decided to pick up the poop before putting Xiaotu on the leash.
Seeing that no one was catching up, Yan Junye slowed down. He didn't want the assistant to leash him.
It was working hours, so there was no one downstairs outside the company either.
Still, judging from the exercise just now, he felt that his body really had improved a lot.
His stomach no longer hurt, and his body hadn't felt as unbearably uncomfortable as before.
He had probably made it through the heady phase of his springtime urges.
As for why he still wanted to rub against Chang Yu's trouser leg, perhaps his repeated failures had made him fixate on it.
Maybe once he managed it someday, he would stop thinking about it.
Unfortunately, Chang Yu wouldn't let him, even though he had already let Chang Yu smack his doggy butt.
Not just his butt, either. Chang Yu had already seen his little flower, his big bells, and his little red dots!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt he had gotten the short end of the stick.
Yet Chang Yu wouldn't even let him rub against his trouser leg. What a cheapskate.
Yan Junye gave a dissatisfied whine. Seeing someone ahead, he stopped going forward.
He was a large dog capable of attacking. It wouldn't be good to frighten anyone.
But why did that person look more and more familiar?
Wasn't that Ke Yichun?
He raised his canine head for a closer look. It wasn't just Ke Yichun. Quite a few people were with him.
Lurking around downstairs outside Evergreen Company after being diagnosed with an infectious disease-he definitely wasn't up to anything good.
Yan Junye started running back, even blocking the assistant's path to signal for him to return to the company.
Chang Yu had just finished rinsing his mouth when he saw Xiaotu come charging back, heading straight for his office, with the assistant left far behind.
"Slow down. You'll get hurt if you run into someone."
Hearing Chang Yu's voice behind him, Yan Junye screeched to a halt and started barking urgently. "Woof, woof, woof!"
[Ke Yichun brought a group of people downstairs. He might be trying to get revenge on you!]
Chang Yu stroked his head to soothe him. "Come inside first."
After telling Xiaotu that, he looked at the panting assistant. "Go back to work. You don't need to walk Xiaotu for now."
The assistant was still breathing hard. Unable to speak, he could only nod.
At the same time, he was thinking that Xiaotu really was attached to Mr. Chang.
Mr. Chang had told him to take Xiaotu for a walk. Xiaotu had probably run out of the office so quickly at first because he couldn't hold it in and needed the bathroom.
Then, as soon as he had finished, he had raced back to Mr. Chang's office.
Poor him, chasing the dog the whole time.
The first thing Yan Junye did upon entering the office was take out the phone and type. He had been so worked up just now that he had forgotten Chang Yu couldn't understand him.
Chang Yu could more or less guess why Ke Yichun wanted revenge on him.
One reason was that he had exposed Ke Yichun's scandal before.
Another was that Ke Yichun had contracted an infectious disease while he hadn't, leaving Ke Yichun feeling hard done by.
With a whole group downstairs outside the company, perhaps Ke Yichun was deliberately trying to steer public opinion.
He might say that Chang Yu had long known Ni Lejia had an infectious disease but hadn't told anyone, choosing instead to stand by and watch a clown show.