"Did someone adopt the puppy?" Lin Xiaoyan walked to the counter and took over her brother's work.
The customers waiting in line heard that someone had adopted the puppy and were somewhat reluctant to see it go.
"Oh no, the puppy's going to be adopted, we won't see it anymore..."
"Boss, why don't you keep it?"
"Yeah, every time I come, it wags its tail at me and even smiles, it's so adorable."
"Well, it's good that someone adopted it, I hope it has a loving family, but I won't be able to pet it when I come to buy milk tea anymore."
"Hahaha..."
Listening to the old customers, Lin Hao also felt reluctant.
However, he's often busy with work and sometimes neglects the puppy.
He never named the puppy because he was afraid that once it had a name, he wouldn't want to let go when someone adopted it.
He hopes the puppy finds someone who will love it wholeheartedly.
Lin Xiaoyan could see her brother's reluctance; she actually liked the puppy a lot too.
