Ye Xilan was taken aback, not quite believing how Feng Jingguo, with his intimidating cold looks that his family feared since childhood, could have such a connection in the dog world?
But since it was brought back, just keep it.
After all, the children have grown up, the grandchildren have grown up, and even the daughter of their youngest daughter, their youngest granddaughter, is twelve years old now...
In recent years, the Feng Family's old house has become increasingly quiet.
Moreover, looking at this dog... for some reason, it looks so dark and handsome, quite like their third son. Let's just keep it.
Approaching, Wen Ya handed over the pre-brewed oolong tea to Feng Jingguo, and said, "Where do you plan to keep it?"
Keep it where?
Feng Jingguo paused, furrowing his brows as he shook his head, "Not keeping it!"
Feng Jingguo said it very firmly, leaving Ye Xilan even more surprised, "Why?"
