Stripped of his indifference and alienation, his facial features gradually softened. Especially when he looked down and fiddled with the puppy's paws, there was a unique tenderness emanating from the man.
Although he still didn't smile much, Xu Chaomu particularly liked watching him like this.
At first, the puppy kept avoiding Shen Chi, constantly trying to jump out of his embrace.
But Shen Chi's touch was gentle; after he stroked its fur a couple of times, it settled down, snuggling securely into his chest.
"Mumu, how do you raise it? Does it often go hungry following you?" Shen Chi said.
"Not at all, it eats better than I do," Xu Chaomu rebutted, "Wealth, right?"
Xu Chaomu flicked Wealth's little ear with her finger, and the dog barked several times in response.
"It's quite loyal to you."
"Of course, I was the one who picked it up from the street."
Shen Chi hooked the corner of his mouth, smiling.