Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

All of a sudden, a big golden retriever popped out of nowhere and sat down in front of him with its tongue hanging out.

It seemed to be saying: Even though you’re handsome-looking, you’re not permitted to bully the lady.

And so, in an attempt to scare the dog off with his icy demeanor, Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes condescendingly at it, but alas, it was useless. It merely stared straight back at him, undaunted.

“D*mn it…”

The man took a half-step back.

Unfortunately for him, the golden retriever took a half-step forward as well.

It seemed to be under the instructions of someone and was bent on going against him today.

His thin lips formed a tight line as beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. “Behave. You’re not allowed to move…”

The doggie did not behave as told.

Instead, it would step closer to him each time he retreated.

“Don’t move. I have a needle in my pocket…”

Golden retriever: What’s that? All I know is that my master wants me to keep you away from that pretty lady.

Yan Nian, who had returned to her flower shop, nimbly locked the door.

It was only then that she leaned against the door to catch up on her breaths.

That’s strange.

Why is it so quiet on Jiang Beiyuan’s end?

She turned her head toward the window. From her angle, she could see the man trapped at the roadside with a golden retriever forcing him to retreat.

That sight left her flabbergasted.

When she finally realized what was going on, she burst out in a fit of laughter.

No, no. I can’t take it anymore. My stomach hurts.

He’s actually afraid of dogs?!

Heaven was on her side, indeed. To think she thought him to be an impeccable person. It turned out that God did not forget to give him a weakness when sculpting this perfect man!

She finally had a handle on him!

…

The woman was thinking that she found the dog familiar-looking when He Huaiguang came walking into the flower shop with the golden retriever in his arms.

He said, “I chanced upon you and your husband while being caught in the traffic at South Road.”

That explained everything.

“So, that golden retriever belongs to you!”

He nodded in affirmation. “His name is Blackie.”

“‘Blackie’? Why would you give him such a name when he’s a golden retriever?!”

Being a dog-lover who was not afraid of contact with dogs, the woman stretched her arms out to take the pet from the man.

The thought of her owning a dog hit her as she sat on the sofa while hugging the golden retriever. That way, should she get into an argument with Jiang Beiyuan in the future, she could occasionally use the dog to scare him off.

“Blackie, thank you for today~”

She rubbed her hands over the doggie’s fur lovingly, unable to part away from it.

The golden retriever obediently lay in her arms with its ears flat back against its head.

As she had always found dogs of this breed to be rather silly and naive, the discovery of the man fearful of such a silly dog surprised her.

“Oh, right. How did you come up with the idea of frightening Jiang Beiyuan with a dog?” She tilted her head quizzically at him.

He Huaiguang: “My cousin told me that he’s afraid of dogs.”

A few days back, when he invited Xu Kuangjie out for a drinking session, they unexpectedly talked about Jiang Beiyuan.

The former was slightly drunk and dazed at that point. In his drunken state, he patted his shoulders and said, “Just forget and give up on that woman. There are plenty more fish in the sea. There’s no need for you to be in an unrequited love.”

He Huaiguang laughed bitterly at that. “I’m happy with the status quo. Besides, I’m satisfied with silently watching over her as a friend.”

“That’s all you’re capable of!”

His cousin knocked him hard on his head.

With his hands on his hurting head, he let out a heavy sigh. “What else can I do, then? Her husband is practically a God-like figure with such good looks and disposition. Also, I heard that he doesn’t smoke, drink, or gamble. How can I be compared to such a man with no nasty habits?”

“Nonsense. It’s because he has a weak tolerance for alcohol that he doesn’t drink!”

The older one had been a professional at spilling secrets for 28 years.

[0] Cynophobia is the fear of dogs.