Grandpa Jing put down the newspaper with a smile. "Miaomiao must have eaten with her classmates. Let's eat by ourselves then."
Jing Yan pursed his lips and sat at the dining table unhappily, picking up his bowl without any appetite.
Thinking of something, Jing Yan suddenly put down his chopsticks and went upstairs. As soon as he opened the door, the stupid dog, who had been locked in the room all day, jumped at him excitedly.
He squatted down and patted its head as if he was venting his anger. "Your master doesn't care about you anymore! And you're still making a scene here! Stupid dog!"
He returned to He Miao's room and brought the bowl of dog food over, placing it in front of Onion.
After becoming this stupid dog, he did not want to eat for it. He had to feed it now.