The Silly Puppy’s One and Only Daddy

Xia Ke was riding his little electric scooter to deliver a cake to a customer

when, outside the ring road, he came across a Rolls-Royce that had gone down an embankment.

He pulled the unconscious, filthy man out of the car, called an ambulance, left a note, and hurried off:

[Sorry, I still have a little cake to deliver, so I can't wait here with you for the ambulance. Please contact me when you wake up and return my brand-new! padded coat. My contact number is: 135xxxx]

Xia Ke had gone out of his way to emphasize that the coat was new,

but he still never got it back.

Just as he was about to spend a fortune on another one,

a luxury car stopped in front of him.

The man, now cleaned up, was handsome and intimidating. "You saved me. What do you want? Name your price."

Thinking of how the orphanage still needed air conditioning for winter, Xia Ke asked for the moon. "Could you give me a thousand yuan? And give me back my coat."

The sight of Xia Ke's stubborn, innocent puppy eyes made Bo Yaoren's heart give a sudden lurch.

Instead of giving Xia Ke a thousand yuan,

he handed him a business card. "Contact me anytime if you ever need anything."

Xia Ke felt like he'd been tricked.

He never contacted Bo Yaoren, but Bo Yaoren kept showing up in front of him.

He wouldn't let him work part-time, only use his card.

He wouldn't let him ride his little electric scooter, only drive a Rolls-Royce.

And he wouldn't even let him eat malatang!!! He could only eat clean meals made by the family chef.

Xia Ke knew something was wrong. After sleeping in yet again, he protested to Bo Yaoren, "I want to go to work. If this keeps up, I'm going to turn into a couch potato. I'll die if nobody takes care of me."

Bo Yaoren pulled Xia Ke into his arms. "That's all right, baby. I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."

*

When Bo Yaoren was unconscious after the car accident, he vaguely saw a face, pale pink from the cold, and a pair of bright, black puppy eyes.

He couldn't wait until he had recovered before going to find the little fool, and did everything he could to keep him by his side.

But no matter how he cared for the little dog, it never grew close to him.

Even after they married, Xia Ke still shouted, "Bo Yaoren, I found a job. I'm going to work tomorrow."

That night, Bo Yaoren didn't stop once.

Xia Ke was covered in bruises, his legs trembling. Bo Yaoren kissed his damp puppy eyes. "Baby, rest. Don't go out today, either."

Theme: Love is the antidote to life