"Welcome to—"
"Senior Lin Yu! Good afternoon! Hello, beautiful sister."
"Ruirui is inside. Here to see her, right?"
"I'll take you over."
The shop assistant, Chang Xiaoxiao, greeted the two warmly as they entered.
Today, her glasses weren’t misplaced as usual—they sat properly on her face.
Shen Buyao, hearing the younger girl call her "beautiful sister," smiled and replied:
"Hello there, little beauty! You’ve got such a sweet tongue!"
Shen Buyao’s attitude toward men and women was like night and day.
Her expression hadn’t been nearly as friendly when facing "Big Lao Wang" earlier.
Lin Yu quickly waved his hand and said:
"No need to rush. Ruirui’s probably busy, right?"
As soon as the words left his mouth—
A response came swiftly from inside:
"I’m not busy! Xiaoyu, you’re here?"
Chang Xiaoxiao: "???"
Shen Buyao: "???"
Lin Yu: "..."
He had deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.
Yet—
Mao Ruirui had heard him perfectly clearly!
Living under the same roof, they were all well aware of each other’s little quirks.
Shen Buyao eyed Chang Xiaoxiao suspiciously and asked:
"Little beauty, has your boss’s hearing… gotten this sharp lately?"
Chang Xiaoxiao: "Well… you could say… it comes and goes?"
For Chang Xiaoxiao, this question was a bit out of her depth.
Over the past couple of days, she hadn’t noticed any obvious changes in Ruirui’s hearing.
But…
When it came to Lin Yu, it did seem a little different?
Before long—
Mao Ruirui hurried out from the back room, peeling off her gloves as she walked.
"Yaoyao! Wow, it’s been ages since I last saw you!"
"How come you’re here with Xiaoyu?"
Mao Ruirui moved to hug Shen Buyao but stopped herself—
Remembering she’d just been handling animals, even with gloves, it didn’t feel right.
So instead—
She nudged Shen Buyao playfully with her elbow.
Shen Buyao quickly shielded her chest:
"Lao Mao, still as reckless as ever, huh?"
"I know I spoke louder than Lin Yu, yet you didn’t hear me?"
Watching the two women interact—
Lin Yu: "???"
So they were this close in private?
Lao Mao?
Reckless?
Come to think of it, lately, his encounters with Ruirui had either been brief or during work hours.
He really hadn’t gotten to know her beyond that.
A girl who could hang out privately with Shen Buyao… personality-wise…
Hmm…
Worth investigating further!
Mao Ruirui sighed and said:
"Yaoyao, you have no idea how stressed I am."
"Early this morning, two stray dogs hit by a car were brought to my shop."
"One was too badly injured—my skills just weren’t enough to save it."
"The other hurt its leg. It’s alive, but it hasn’t eaten or drunk a single thing since!"
Shen Buyao frowned and scolded:
"Honestly, why can’t you just run your pet shop normally?"
"You’re not a rescue center!"
"Always sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong, playing the saint."
Mao Ruirui forced a smile and brushed it off.
Clearly, this wasn’t her first time doing rescue work.
When Lin Yu saw the system task earlier that morning—
The emergency task tied to Mao Ruirui had been straightforward.
He didn’t share her boundless compassion for animals, nor her lofty ideals.
But thinking about it—
Watching a life slip away when he could help? He wouldn’t stay indifferent either.
People like Mao Ruirui? He genuinely admired them.
Shen Buyao might complain, but she still offered advice based on her own experience:
"Getting a dog to eat and drink isn’t rocket science!"
"Hand me some gloves—I’ll pry its mouth open!"
"Just grab a big syringe and force-feed it straight into its stomach."
"See if it dares refuse!"
Chang Xiaoxiao: "..."
Lin Yu: "..."
Mao Ruirui: "Yaoyao, its leg isn’t the problem—that’s not why it won’t eat."
Shen Buyao: "..."
Gotta admit—
That was classic "Antique Sister" for you.
Swift and decisive.
Brute force for miracles.
And zero self-doubt!
Lin Yu repeated Shen Buyao’s suggestion in his own words.
Mao Ruirui quickly interjected:
"Xiaoxiao and I already tried force-feeding."
"The dog wouldn’t cooperate—anything we got in, it coughed right back up."
"Trying again might backfire. Sigh…"
"If nothing else works, we’ll have to take it to a proper animal hospital for IV nutrients."
Shen Buyao poked Mao Ruirui’s forehead:
"Should’ve sent it to a rescue center from the start!"
"Now its life’s in your hands—too late to back out, huh?"
"Stuck spending money and effort. Such a softie!"
"Any animal hospitals nearby? Need help taking it over?"
Just as Mao Ruirui was considering—
Lin Yu stepped forward:
"Ruirui-jie, let me try?"
"I had two dogs back in my hometown."
"Maybe I can help?"
Shen Buyao cut in: "This stray obviously isn’t eating because—"
Mao Ruirui: "Sure! Xiaoyu, why don’t you give it a shot?"
Shen Buyao: "???"
That quick to agree?
Since when was Lin Yu a vet?
Chang Xiaoxiao: "???"
She heard him perfectly too?
Was there something magical about Senior Lin Yu’s voice?
Mao Ruirui, noticing their stares: "..."
She wondered herself why she trusted Lin Yu so much.
But something inside her just…
Felt his words were utterly reliable!
Mao Ruirui quickly added:
"Xiaoyu, I’ll get you a pair of gloves. Give it a try."
Lin Yu: "Alright."
…
Ding!
While waiting for the gloves—
Lin Yu’s phone buzzed with a WeChat notification.
He glanced at the screen—a message from his "little rebel disciple":
Mo Shangying: Nap over. ETA? Normally, you’re the master. But today? You’re still my Xiaoyu-zi~ Hehehe!
Lin Yu smirked inwardly:
Hah.
"Xiaoyu-zi" making a comeback?
This girl really didn’t know who was in charge!
He typed back discreetly:
Lin Yu: Back by dinner, Ms. Mo Shangying. Pray this roleplay doesn’t become a habit.
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
