Chapter 241 Foodies are a Common trait
The general seemed to sense that its master was angry. It paced back and forth, grumbling and squeaking, glancing at the boy and then at the sausage, looking quite troubled.
Feeling utterly humiliated, the young man gritted his teeth and said, "General, come here!"
The general, with its tail drooping, picked up the leash and reluctantly walked to the boy's side.
The boy pulled a handful of dog food from his small pocket and held it to the general's mouth, trying his best to coax him, "General, are you hungry? Here, eat this dog food, gather your strength, and go fight!"
The general wagged its tail, sniffed the dog food offered to its mouth, looked tired of it, then glanced back at its beloved little sausage, gave the boy's hand a perfunctory lick as a consolation, and then ran back to Kong Wange's side, its eyes shining as it stared at the sausage.
Kong Wange stared at the boy's exasperated expression and asked knowingly, "Hey, is this your dog?"
The boy ignored her, put his hands on his hips and commanded, "General, you glutton, get up and charge!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Kong Wange smiled slyly and tossed the sausage in her hand forward, which landed right in front of the boy.
The general, quick-witted and sharp-tongued, pushed off with his back foot, turned and pounced on the boy's chest, biting the cured meat mid-air.
The boy could even feel the general's tongue, which was licking his nose as he pounced on the meat. He was terrified, slipped, and fell to the ground, landing on his bottom.
The general quickly finished the cured meat, then perfunctorily licked his young master's hand as a form of comfort before turning around and eagerly throwing himself into Kong Wange's arms.
Not only did he cling to Kong Wange, but he also rubbed his head against her hand repeatedly.
Kong Wange patted its head, then took out a string of cured meat, gestured to the general, and commanded, "Sit!"
The general sat down with a thud.
Kong Wange shook the sausage and continued to command, "Lie down!"
The general immediately dropped to the ground.
Seeing Dahei's fawning expression, the boy completely broke down.
How could his loyal dog, his good partner, his old collaborator have turned out like this!
He pointed angrily at Kong Wange: "What... what did you do to my general!"
Kong Wange chuckled: "You silly child, you must have been sleeping too long and are already talking nonsense this early in the morning. What do you mean by your general? Look, this is clearly my dog. It's so well-behaved and obedient."
juvenile:"……"
What a wicked woman! That wicked woman!
He gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, it's just a dog. You can take it if you want. I'll just raise an even more obedient one. You wait, I have plenty of other ways to deal with you!"
If it weren't for the fact that the boy's eyes were fixed on the dog with lingering affection as he made his threats, Kong Wange would have actually believed him.
She gently scratched her ear: "Thinking about it carefully, I didn't really want to keep a dog. Oh well, maybe I should hand this dog over to the police. It's such a big dog, and it bites people. It's dangerous."
Upon hearing this, the boy could no longer hide his anger and burst out, "You dare! Do you know who I am? My uncle is the head of the Wen family, my godfather is the dean of the Imperial Academy, and my boss is the leader of the Shadow Gate. If you dare to call the police, I'll make sure you can't stay in the Wen family for even a day!"
"Wow, quite the big talker."
The boy snorted: "What, scared now? If you're scared, then kowtow three times to me and admit your mistake. If you can make me happy, maybe I won't hold it against you."
Kong Wange pretended to be very scared: "You're so amazing, I'm really scared to death, so I'm going to call the police and ask the police to protect me."
juvenile:"……"
Kong Wange pretended to take out her phone to make a call.
The boy immediately tensed up and blurted out, "Ah, you're really hitting me? No, don't call the police!"
Kong Wange glanced at the boy with a smug look on her face, then slowly walked to the side and sat down, saying, "I don't need to call the police, but first tell me, who are you?"
The boy breathed a sigh of relief, but the thought of how he had failed in his attempt to start a fight and instead been threatened by a woman still inexplicably made him angry. He raised his chin and said, "Then listen carefully, I'm not changing my name or surname, my uncle..."
Kong Wange coldly remarked, "Stop with your long and useless prefixes, just tell me your name!"
The young man paused, then said dryly, "Wen Sichen!"
Kong Wange paused slightly as she sipped her tea: "You are... Wen Zirou's son?"
Wen Sichen said with a sullen face, "Hmph, it seems you know our Wen family pretty well, huh? Let me tell you, everyone in the Wen family is under my protection. If you want to bully them, you'd better see if you can get past me!"
Kong Wange gave her a cold look.
Wen Sichen's Adam's apple bobbed: "Why are you looking at me like that? You just promised yourself that you wouldn't call the police. Besides, it's only when kids fight that you call their parents. This is between the two of us. Don't cause trouble for the country."
"Heh." Kong Wange snorted disdainfully and began to carefully examine the wary little redhead in front of her.
Wen Sichen, the notorious little tyrant of the Wen family.
Actually, Kong Wange had seen his information before she came, but the picture in the information was a photo from two years ago. Teenagers grow up quickly, and he had grown a lot in the past two years, which is why she didn't recognize him when they met.
It's a pity that they only grew taller but not smarter.
However, this is an opportunity; those who lack intelligence are easier to fool.
Wen Sichen grew up in the Wen family and must know a lot. Kong Wange was planning to take this opportunity to get some information out of him.
The courtyard gate creaked open, and an old woman dressed in plain clothes walked in, saying to Kong Wange, "Miss Kong, Second Aunt asked me to call you for breakfast."
Wen Sichen chimed in, "Oh, it's time for breakfast. Go ahead and eat."
As he spoke, taking advantage of Kong Wange's momentary lapse in attention, he darted forward and grabbed the dog's leash: "General, let's go!"
The man and the dog took off running.
The old nanny chased after him, calling out, "Young master, where are you going? Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"
"I'm not eating!" came Wen Sichen's reply from outside the door.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wen Sichen's head popped up from the wall again: "Kong Wange, don't be so smug. I'll get my revenge sooner or later, hmph!"
Without waiting for Kong Wange's response, Wen Sichen left after uttering some harsh words.
The old nanny seemed to be used to such things, and said in a distant and polite manner, "Miss Kong, please come with me."
Kong Wange didn't take Wen Sichen's threat to heart. She responded and then followed the old nanny to the main hall.
In the main hall, everyone was seated at the dining table.
Upon seeing her stroll in with an air of nonchalance, Wen Zhengning, who was seated at the head of the table, paused in his tracks.
The person in front of me, from her posture and movements to her every smile and frown, was exactly like Wen Zhiyi from the past.
When Wen Zirou saw Kong Wange coming over, she smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes; upon closer inspection, there was a hint of coldness in them.
She gestured, "Wange's here, come and eat."
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