Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The setting sun painted the sky a warm orange hue, its gentle glow spreading across the road, even the wind itself seemed to feel warm and cozy.

Dong Zhuohua... or rather Zhang Haiqi, was walking towards the community park, leading her dog which kept turning back to look at her.

Her statement to Shen Mingchao that she would give him the dog was not just a joke, but the truth.

This dog definitely doesn't belong to her.

When Zhang Haike and his team decided to use her as the breakthrough point, they thought of many ways to get in touch with Shen Mingchao, but in the end they still chose to start with the pets.

After all, everyone could see how much Shen Mingchao doted on San San.

So now all that's missing is a pet.

It's very simple, you need either a cat or a dog.

Anyway, niche pets like snakes, frogs, and spiders are definitely out.

As for cats, stray cats are difficult to tame in a short time, and most pet cats are not as bold as San San, and can be taken out for walks.

It's much easier with dogs.

To solve this problem, Zhang Haike sent a message directly to someone, and about ten minutes later, he gave everyone an OK sign.

Zhang Haike revealed a confident smile: "It's done."

"So fast?" Zhang Qianjun asked in surprise, "Who did you just contact? What kind of dog did you get? Is it a relative?"

Before Zhang Haike could answer, Zhang Haiyan smiled knowingly and said, "It's Wu Xie, isn't it? That's fine too, his dog is very intelligent."

According to the information they had collected, the Wu family had a top-quality German Shepherd named "Xiaoman," who was very intelligent, proud, and quite old.

This dog is extremely loyal and holds a high position in the pack. It is the "King of Dogs" and a beloved "aristocrat" in the Wu family's dog team.

At the same time, Xiaoman is also very smart. He can not only use the remote control, but also distinguish smells, identify the identities of the Wu family members, and even take the initiative to protect his master in times of crisis.

Zhang Haiyan, resting his chin on his hand, asked in a questioning tone, "Is the most powerful one still alive?"

"No." Zhang Haike shook his head. "The dog Wu Xie lent us is a descendant of that Xiaomange, and its name is Ganshange."

There's a story behind this.

A few years ago, Fatty noticed that Xiaoman didn't seem interested in women and was already so old without any offspring.

Fearing that such a fine breed would become extinct, they arranged to introduce several girlfriends to Xiaoman, but Dagou didn't even glance at them.

The fat man found it strange, so he bent Xiaoman's hind leg, wondering if the dog was female.

Xiao Mange turned his head coldly, raised his front paw to press down on the fat man's hand, squinted and tilted his head to shake his head at the fat man, meaning don't do it a second time.

Fortunately, he eventually figured it out. Perhaps it was because he got older that he came to like human life. He had remarkable breeding results and produced six offspring, one of which was this mountain-chasing brother.

Looking back now, Xiaoman-ge really did resemble his master.

Zhang Qianjun asked in confusion, "Why is Wu Xie so easy to talk to? He just lent us the dog when we asked."

Zhang Haike shrugged: "I said if you don't lend it, we'll steal it. And I said I could let your dog cultivate a relationship with the Ming Dynasty. If you're not happy about that, we'll... I just typed this, and Wu Xie replied immediately, meaning he agreed."

"Hmm..." Zhang Haiyan nodded with slight satisfaction: "You're getting older after all, and you've come to understand the principle that those who know when to yield are the wise ones."

When the dog arrived, they found that it was indeed very intelligent and could understand human speech. More importantly, this dog was not as arrogant as its father; it was rather docile.

What surprised them even more was the dog's unusual enthusiasm for Shen Mingchao.

From the very first meeting, he was visibly lively.

To explain why Gan Shan Ge is so close to Shen Mingchao...

You should ask Wu Xie.

This happened a month after Shen Mingchao left.

After Shen Mingchao left, Wu Xie's unusual behavior eventually did not escape the notice of the Wu family. Initially, it was the second master of the Wu family who sent a message, to which Wu Xie replied that nothing was wrong and that they should not worry.

The Wu family, of course, did not believe it.

But Wu Xie is really stubborn.

Finally, Grandma Wu called Wu Xie, which brought the only son of the Wu family back from Yucun.

Wu Xie stayed at the Wu family's old house in Hangzhou for a while, only occasionally contacting Fatty.

After he got back, he printed out a bunch of photos, after all, he wasn't just a temporary photographer for nothing.

These photos practically covered the walls of his room, and it was through these photos that Ganshan Ge got to know Shen Mingchao.

Even after returning home, Wu Xie continued to act strangely.

He doesn't talk much, and he doesn't seem very energetic. He often sits in one place for an entire day.

Grandma Wu couldn't stand it anymore and approached Wu Xie, wanting to talk some sense into her grandson.

Upon entering the small pavilion in the courtyard, Grandma Wu saw Wu Xie staring intently at his phone, his face expressionless, as if he were in a trance.

She walked slowly over with her cane, her steps not deliberately light, but Wu Xie remained completely unaware.

"I never thought that my Wu family would produce someone who would go mad from looking at their phone all these years."

Grandma Wu's teasing words startled Wu Xie, who instinctively turned off his phone and turned to meet Grandma Wu's meaningful gaze.

"It must be her."

"I've seen it all, so stop hiding it."

"What? You have a girl you like but you won't let outsiders see her? Are you afraid we'll make things difficult for her?"

Grandma Wu smiled and teased.

"No, Grandma."

Wu Xie quickly shook his head, relaxed, and looked at the shimmering lake, but didn't say anything more.

Grandma Wu gave a soft hum, sat down next to Wu Xie, and patted the head of Gan Shan Ge, who had run out of the house.

He then took the photo from the dog's mouth and examined it carefully.

In the photo, a girl wearing a colorful sweater is intently peeling chestnuts. Although her face is not shown, her profile is quite striking. Sunlight shines on her, and a vibrant, youthful energy immediately comes to mind.

She nodded with interest.

"Hmm, this child is quite handsome; no wonder he's got our little devil all mad at him."

Wu Xie, who was standing nearby, almost choked on his breath when he saw this scene. He pointed at Gan Shan Ge with trembling hands.

He never imagined that one day he would be betrayed by a dog.

What's even more disheartening is that the dog was incredibly excited, panting and wagging its tail as if it had done something amazing and was begging for praise.

"Alright."

Grandma Wu patted Wu Xie's hand reassuringly, then said earnestly:

"How long do you think you can keep this from us? If it weren't for the fact that you're not getting any younger and are finally experiencing romantic feelings, and we weren't worried that our good intentions might backfire if we suddenly got involved, would you really think we know nothing?"

Grandma Wu talked a lot, but Wu Xie only caught four words.

"You're not getting any younger?!"