บท 875: Mortal Enemy

After the pub's business hours ended, Shen Min was in charge of closing up. Yuan Zhou found some idle time and, carrying the broth he prepared, he headed towards the back alley.

Time to feed Broth.

"Being in a relationship helps losing weight? I wonder if it also helps to build abdominal muscles. Unfortunately, I am like you, single," Yuan Zhou mumbled to Broth who was drinking the broth.

"Woof," Broth raised his head and looked at Yuan Zhou doubtfully before continued drinking the broth.

As usual, when about half the bowl was left, Broth barked two times. Then, the yellow dog came to drink the broth.

Yuan Zhou sank into a short contemplation when he saw this, "Damn, I forget you already have a companion. Good."

"Very good, you damned dog. Bye, damned dog," Yuan Zhou said and returned to his restaurant.

"Double damage," Yuan Zhou muttered and went upstairs, preparing to start reading.