America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

But Chen An's gaze passed over the cages and landed on a thick iron chain in the corner of the yard.

The chain held a... beast that looked like a lion.

Its entire body was covered with thick, grayish-white fur, and it had a huge head and an astonishingly robust skeleton.

At that moment, it was lying on the ground gnawing on a bloody cow bone. Hearing the noise of strangers, it slowly raised its head.

Those amber eyes were cold and ruthless; a single glance from them sent a chill down one's spine, emanating from the Caucasus Mountains.

"I want that one," Chen An pointed.

Sarah shrank back behind Chen An in fright: "My God... is that a bear?"

Old John paused for a moment, then grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth:

"Good eye. That's a Caucasian Shepherd Dog, or a Russian Prison Dog."

"It's six months old and already weighs eighty pounds. Its parents are both formidable creatures capable of taking on wolves in Siberia."

"But this dog has a bad temper. Anyone who gets close to it, except me, will be torn to pieces," Old John warned.

Are you sure you can handle it?

Chen An didn't say anything, but walked straight over.

"An! Watch out!" Sarah exclaimed.

When the Caucasian Shepherd saw the stranger approaching, it immediately stood up, letting out a thunderous growl, and its chain was taut.

Chen An stopped two meters away from it.

He didn't back down or adopt an aggressive stance, but instead stared intently into the dog's eyes with a calm yet extremely imposing gaze.

I am the owner here.

You are mine too.

The eye contact lasted for a full minute.

That was a contest of wills.

Finally, the fierce glint in the Caucasian Shepherd's eyes slowly faded, and the low growl in its throat turned into a whimper.

It seemed to sense the dangerous aura emanating from the human before it, an aura more akin to that of a predator than its own.

It tucked its tail between its legs, slowly lay down, and pressed its chin to the ground, displaying a submissive posture.

"Damn it..." Old John's eyes widened. "I've only trained this dog for half a month, and it didn't bite you?"

"Because it knows who's in charge."

Chen An turned around, took out five hundred US dollars, and slapped it into Old John's hand. "It's called Zeus. I'll take it."

………………

on the way back.

A huge figure appeared in the back of the pickup truck.

Although only six months old, Zeus was already larger than a fully grown Labrador.

It sat majestically in the truck bed, facing the wind, its thick fur fluttering in the breeze, like a general inspecting his territory.

"It looks...really scary." Sarah glanced in the rearview mirror. "Mike and Jerry are going to cry."

"Don't worry, this kind of dog is extremely loyal to its family. It will protect children like sheep."

Chen An said with a smile, "Moreover, only a dog like this can keep those motorcycle bastards from entering the yard."

The car turned into the entrance to the farm.

From afar, Chen An saw an extremely eye-catching red BMW Z4 convertible parked in front of his house.

In this drab rural farm, the car looked like a red flame.

Beside the car stood a petite figure wearing a white short skirt and sunglasses.

She was standing on tiptoe, trying to look into the locked greenhouse.

It's Katie.

"Why is she here?" Chen An frowned.

Sarah, in the passenger seat, immediately went off the alarm.

A woman's intuition told her that the young girl standing there was more than just a business partner.

Her sophisticated attire, her expensive sports car, and that youthful glow that only young girls possess... all of these are threats.

"Is she here to pick up goods?" Sarah asked deliberately, her tone laced with sarcasm.

"Maybe."

Chen An stopped the car.

Zeus immediately stood up in the back of the truck and let out a low, warning roar at the red sports car.

"Woof—!"

Katie screamed in fright and almost twisted her ankle.

"Damn it! What kind of monster is this?!" Katie stared in horror at the giant dog.

Chen An jumped out of the car and patted Zeus on the head:

"Quiet, Zeus. That's a guest... probably."

He walked up to Katie and looked at her with a half-smile:

"Chef Katie, what brings you to my humble abode? Didn't we already send over today's wasabi?"

Katie took off her sunglasses, her large, bright green eyes staring at Chen An.

He glanced again at Sarah, who had just gotten out of the passenger seat and was now intimately clinging to Chen An's arm, asserting her dominance.

The little girl's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"Hmph, let me see if my supplier is still alive."

Katie crossed her arms, and although she was shorter than Sarah, she was just as imposing.

"The Environmental Protection Bureau shut down the construction site yesterday, and that madman Smith is now offering a reward for the whistleblower..."

"I'm afraid you'll get thrown into the lake to feed the fish, and then my menu will be completely ruined."

Stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

She was clearly worried about him, but insisted on saying it was because of the menu.

"Thank you for your concern. Look, I'm still alive and kicking." Chen An spread his hands.

Katie's gaze fell on Sarah, with a critical scrutiny. "This... ma'am, you grow wasabi too?"

Auntie?

A vein bulged on Sarah's forehead instantly.

Although she is thirty-five years old, she is well-maintained and her figure far surpasses that of this underdeveloped young girl.

"Little sister, growing wasabi is a delicate job that you can't just learn by chopping vegetables."

Sarah wore a fake smile, puffed out her proud chest, and deliberately rubbed against Chen An.

"Moreover, I am Ann's... personal assistant. I am responsible for taking care of his daily life in every aspect."

The phrase "in every aspect" is particularly ambiguous.

It sounded as if sparks were crackling and popping in the air.

This is a war about territoriality that transcends age groups.

One is a mature, voluptuous, and already established older woman/wife;

One is a young, arrogant, genius loli who holds the reins of wealth.

Chen An, caught in the middle, didn't feel a headache; on the contrary, he felt a little...enjoyed?

"Alright, ladies."

Chen An timely interrupted this war without gunfire.

"It's windy in here, why don't you come inside and have a cup of coffee? Perfect timing, Katie, I have something to show you."

"I don't drink instant coffee," Katie huffed haughtily.

"That's all I have here," Chen An shrugged. "Or... you could try the tea made with that divine water."

Upon hearing "divine water," Katie's ears perked up.

"Then I'll have to drink it, even if it's a bit of a struggle."

………………

The three of them entered the living room.

Because of the power outage, although the greenhouse has a generator, the main house is not connected, making the room somewhat dark.

Sarah, like a hostess, skillfully lit the fireplace, boiled water, and made tea.

Every action she took was a demonstration to Katie: I know this place best, I am the hostess here.

Katie sat on the old sofa, looking around at the shabby surroundings with some disdain.

But after seeing Chen An, that dislike turned into a kind of curiosity.

"You live here?" Katie couldn't help but ask. "With so much money, you don't even bother to fix this dilapidated house?"

"Money should be spent wisely." Chen An pointed to Zeus and the greenhouse outside the window, "That's where the money is needed."