This is a story about how the arrogant inevitably get their comeuppance.
Love is built on equality.
The person you think I am is only the person I let you think I am.
Three years ago, in a particularly good mood, Shang Jue brought home a puppy from the Banlan Club, convinced the little dog belonged to him.
After endless days and nights of training, the puppy finally learned to talk and could even sit obediently in the Buddhist hall without peeing everywhere.
Then Shang Jue lost his home. The puppy was a spy sent by his rival, and it had stolen everything from him. He lay low, biding his time and vowing to give that puppy a hard time.
Three years later
One look was all it took for him to fall all over again. The puppy had a tragic past, so of course I’ll spoil him! What betrayal? The poor puppy was obviously framed by a villain.
Then he got tricked again. Yes, that’s right, by the same person.
So even your past was made up? Then tell me, what’s real? (Screaming himself hoarse)
A hundred ways to bring down your rival: invent a soft, helpless identity, memorize all his likes and dislikes, and learn to faint whenever he gets close.
Song Fu scoffed, tossed the book aside, and uttered four words:
“Piece of cake.”
“Once you enter the Shang family, only obedient dogs live long.”
“Traitor, do you remember how you’re supposed to be punished?”
“You sounded so convincing. Was all of it just an act?”
“People out there have no idea how to take care of you.”
“I said, come here!”
“I’m not a puppy. I want to go home!”
“I’ll be good, I’ll be good.”
“Are you pitying me?” “Do you really think you can do anything?”
“Are you begging me? I much prefer seeing you look up at me.”
