The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

However, Bian Zhenqiang's scolding did not stop Jin Hu from barking. It even stood in front of Bian Zhenqiang, as if protecting him, barking in Quan Man's direction quickly.

Quan Man's face was already pale at this time, and her disgust with dogs made her no longer able to maintain her image as a lady, "Take this broken dog away! Hurry away! I don't want to see it!"

"Xiaoman, don't be afraid, Golden Tiger..."

"I don't like it, I threw it! Throw it out!" Quan Man shouted with an iron face.

Isn't it said that this broken dog relative is spiritual? Then why call her only?

Quan Man looked at Jinhu, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he became.

"Okay, okay... Xiaoman, calm down, I'll take Jinhu away, don't be angry." Bian Zhenqiang quickly appeased Quan Man, and tightened Jinhu's collar tightly, "Okay, Jinhu, don't call it !"

After screaming again, Jin Hu stopped barking.

However, those eyes still stared at Quan Man for an instant.

As if to guard against her, he would suddenly attack Bian Zhenqiang.

Jin Hu's defensive look made Quan Man's expression more gloomy.

This broken dog!

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoman, I'll take Jinhu away." After that, Bian Zhenqiang grabbed Jinhu's collar and forcibly took it away.

Quan Man just breathed a sigh of relief. Bian Zhenqiang stopped walking not far after going out and looked back at her, "Yes, I forgot to tell you. Your uncle really wants to see you. I have an appointment. I won’t let him go and see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Bian Zhenqiang grabbed the Golden Tiger and continued to walk in the direction of the kennel.

Along the way, Bian Zhenqiang did not know how many times he sighed. After sending Jin Hu into the kennel, he sighed again.

Jin Hu lay quietly on the ground, looking at Bian Zhenqiang eagerly. Xu Ye felt Bian Zhenqiang's sadness and whimpered in a low voice.

Bian Zhenqiang stroked Jin Hu, "Why were you abnormal just now? Why did you yell at Xiaoman? You don't usually do this."

Jin Hu shook his tail and continued to whine in his mouth, as if he was explaining something.

Bian Zhenqiang sighed again, "Xiao Man is my daughter, but she has nothing in common with me. What I like, she doesn't like, even you or her. And what she likes, I But nothing can be done.

Jinhu, you say, I'm not a good father, am I? I even ask what my daughter likes and hobbies. After asking, I didn't touch it at all. This feeling is so weak..."

Jin Hu stretched out his tongue and licked Bian Zhenqiang's hand.

Bian Zhenqiang laughed, "Don't worry, I won't want you. It's just that you won't show up next to Xiaoman in the future."

Quan Man returned to the room with a solemn expression, and kept thinking about what Bian Zhenqiang had just said in his mind.

Tomorrow, his daughter's uncle will come, one of the people who participated in throwing away his own daughter.

Quan Man was uneasy, and immediately went to Quan's father and mother's room and said the matter.

"If you think about it again, have you missed any details? Tomorrow Bian Zhenqiang's daughter's uncle is coming. If he sees something tricky, it will be over!" Quan Man said anxiously.

The father and mother wanted to break their heads, but they didn't think that there was anything missing.

"It should be okay, things have passed for so many years, you are so old, what else can he remember? Back then, it was just a little baby, the girl changed eighteen, he still knows what the baby is when he grows up What?" Mother Quan said.