"Let's take a break for now. The dog issue isn't urgent."
"Chat a bit longer, have some water and fruit. We'll check on the dog later."
Mother Chang hadn't heard enough yet.
This was just the beginning?
She'd been standing in the kitchen eavesdropping for ages, even turning the faucet to a trickle while washing peaches to avoid missing any details.
How could they stop now, before covering everything she cared about?
With Xiaoxiao back, wasn't this the perfect time to continue chatting together?
Meanwhile, Father Chang appeared notably composed. Pointing toward the balcony, he said:
"Changsheng usually eats over there—that's where his bed is too."
"Let's observe his food aggression first, then continue talking."
As he spoke,
Father Chang gave Mother Chang an almost imperceptible look.
A silent reminder not to bombard their guest with questions.
This was Lin Yu's first visit, and he'd been both forthcoming and respectful.
They shouldn't make Lin Yu feel the elderly couple had ulterior motives.
Hearing Father Chang's words, Lin Yu finally exhaled in relief.
The two clueless girls remained oblivious to the undercurrents.
Arm in arm, they cooed over Changsheng as they led him to the balcony.
Chang Xiaoxiao stroked Changsheng's head gently:
"Go fetch your bowl. You get early dinner tonight—extra portions."
The clever dog wagged his entire rear end with joy,
nimbly darting past Lin Yu toward his food dish.
Mao Ruirui whispered to Lin Yu:
"Yu, be very careful with food-aggressive dogs."
"One wrong move could get you bitten."
"Want gloves? Xiaoxiao has some—I'll ask her to bring them?"
Lin Yu waved it off:
"No need for gloves, Ruirui-jie, don't worry."
"I'll be cautious—it won't bite me."
Getting bitten by a small dog?
What a joke that would be.
Even a dragon would behave like a songbird in his presence.
"Rustle... rustle..."
As dog food cascaded into the bowl, Changsheng wriggled excitedly.
Chang Xiaoxiao cautioned nervously:
"Changsheng, you can..."
Before she finished,
the dog face-planted into the bowl like a starved beast,
devouring kibble as if he'd fasted for days.
The frantic eating scattered food everywhere.
Xiaoxiao moved beside Lin Yu, murmuring:
"Senior Lin Yu, I'll approach first so you can observe his reaction."
"If it seems dangerous, don't get too close."
"He might ignore even me during meals—despite being gentle earlier."
"Protective gear's in the drawer—want me to fetch it?"
Then she inched forward cautiously,
calling his name in her usual tone:
"Changsheng? Changsheng? Slow down..."
No response.
The dog kept inhaling food like a vacuum.
When Xiaoxiao stepped within one tile's distance,
Changsheng froze mid-bite,
side-eyeing his owner with bared fangs.
A low, threatening growl rumbled from his throat.
Xiaoxiao paused, then tried edging closer—
"Grr... WOOF!"
"BARK! BARK!"
The vicious snarls showed zero respect for his tiny mistress,
as if the next step would trigger an attack.
Retreating quickly, Xiaoxiao sighed at Lin Yu:
"You see, senior? This is his usual mealtime behavior."
"I've tried everything—researched online too—but nothing works."
"Honestly, he seems to get fiercer each time."
Lin Yu adopted a cautious demeanor, motioning everyone back.
He explained:
"Escalating aggression often stems from overindulgence."
"It believes it rules this household."
"The training process might involve some...
Xiaoxiao, I hope you and your parents won't be distressed."
Father Chang immediately declared:
"Won't happen. Train him hard, Lin Yu."
"Hit him if needed—just don't get hurt yourself."
"This can't continue—might bite the girls someday."
Spoken like a true diplomat.
"Bite the girls"—implying whose injury wouldn't pain him?
And clearly... it'd never be him!
Lin Yu glanced at Xiaoxiao.
Her deep attachment to the dog was obvious.
But disciplining required owner approval—
he couldn't perform miracles without raising suspicions.
Some theatrics were necessary.
Yet Xiaoxiao's response stunned him.
After a long sigh, she adjusted her glasses:
"It's for Changsheng's future harmony with the family."
"What tools do you need? I'll get them."
"Something long... a baseball bat maybe?"
Lin Yu: "???"
For a moment,
he wondered if he'd caught Ruirui-jie's condition.
Were they executing Changsheng today?
Seeing his shock, Xiaoxiao backtracked:
"No no, bats are too heavy."
"How about a badminton racket?"
Lin Yu shook his head, scanning the room.
Pointing to an empty soda bottle, he said:
"This will suffice."
Mao Ruirui, who'd missed earlier remarks, now interjected:
"Yu, that bottle's too risky!"
"He'll bite you before you reach him!"
"Pick something else."
"Xiaoxiao, got any broken mop handles? Or a stool leg?"
Father Chang chimed in:
"Exactly—safety first."
"I'll check the basement—think there's an iron rod."
Amid the debate,
Changsheng had already licked his bowl clean
and started hoovering floor kibbles.
After much persuasion,
Lin Yu finally convinced them to use the bottle.
Xiaoxiao refilled Changsheng's bowl—
the oblivious dog celebrating like New Year's Eve,
unaware of impending doom.
Lin Yu flexed the bottle, warning kindly:
"Xiaoxiao, you might want to look away."
"It won't take long—I'll be quick."
She shook her head:
"No need. Thank you, senior—please be careful."
Lin Yu nodded solemnly.
Careful indeed.
Though the one needing caution
wasn't him...
(First bonus chapter delivered. Writing the second now—stay tuned!)
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