2670: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (188)

Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (188)

The lion-like Tibetan Mastiff wagged its tail obediently and sniffed her. Then it sat down in front of her.1

It was like an ordinary dog seeing its master.

There was only a dog and a girl left staring at each other quietly in the empty banquet hall.

It was too weird!

Qiao Ruoxi also looked curiously at the big dog sitting on the ground. As she looked at it, she thought of the Fu Bao that the Feng family had raised. They were all the same white snow mastiffs.

But she did not understand why she had suddenly called out the name "Prince".

Could it be that the dog's name is Prince? Princess?

Was she right?

Before she could think further, seven or eight security guards from the Wen family rushed into the hall. They grabbed a tranquilizer gun, a rope, and a stun baton, and dragged Xue Ao out of the hall.

"I'm sorry, everyone," Wen Ruhai said. "My dog broke free from the chains and barged into our house. I've already ordered someone to take the dog away and beat it to death. I apologize again. I'm sorry, everyone. Please continue."

The servants of the Wen family began to clean up the mess. The crowd quickly returned to normal.

Did the scene just now scare Qiao Ruoxi?

Feng Yunli was one step ahead of him, so he had to stop.

He was the one who had proposed that they get married secretly. Right now, he was trapped in his own trap. In public, he did not even have the right to stand beside her.

Mu Yunli came to her side and asked, "Are you okay? You almost scared me to death just now!"

"I'm fine."

Qiao Ruoxi shook her head.

Mu Yunli looked at her in surprise and asked, "That was so scary. That dog almost bit you."

"I was also shocked, but luckily it doesn't bite."

Qiao Ruoxi thought of the snow mastiff that had been dragged out. At that time, it had looked at her helplessly. She felt uneasy.

She also heard from Wen Ruhai that he wanted to kill the mastiff on the spot. Somehow, she did not want that mastiff to die.

She grabbed Mu Yunli's arm and begged, "Mr. Mu, I beg you. I want the dog to live. I don't want them to kill it."

Oh, this is nothing.

Without another word, Mu Yunli grabbed her wrist and walked out of the villa.

In the backyard of the Wen family mansion, they heard the barking of a dog. They followed the sound and saw seven or eight people surrounding the half anesthetized snow mastiff, each holding a stick, ready to beat it to death.

"Hit him!"

As soon as Wen Ruhai gave the order, the men raised their sticks to hit him.

"Stop!" Mu Yunli shouted.

Everyone turned around. Wen Ruhai turned around and saw that it was Mu Yunli. He smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Mu?"

Mu Yunli said, "Uncle Wen, instead of killing it, why don't you give it to me?"

"Do you like this dog?" Wen Ruhai asked.

"To be precise, my girlfriend likes it. I wonder if Uncle Wen can give it up?" Mu Yunli said.

Only then did Wen Ruhai look at Qiao Ruoxi seriously. After seeing her face clearly, a trace of suspicion arose in his heart. However, he quickly shook his head and said seriously, "I was going to get rid of it. Since President Mu's girlfriend likes it, I'll give it to you."

Wen Ruhai immediately ordered his men to put the Snow Mastiff into a cage and personally send it to Mu Yunli's residence.

"Thank you, Uncle Wen."

Mu Yunli left with Qiao Ruoxi.

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