Chapter 55 Old Dog

in indifferent""Father, even if you know the truth, you can continue to live a stable life, but I cannot do that."Zhang Mingqi turned his face away and gently wiped at the corner of his eye before tur...Chapter 55 Old Dog

At this moment, Wang Zheng was driving a KIA Visto carrying the little princess of the Han family with a miserable expression, heading towards the Han family's small villa.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we're going to be late," Han Xinye anxiously looked at her watch.

Wang Zheng's voice sounded rather weak and listless: "Miss Han, since we are here to cause a disturbance today anyway, does it matter whether we arrive early or late We’ll end up the same either way."

"This isn't about causing a disturbance; I need you to support me!" Han Xinye stubbornly retorted: "An ugly daughter-in-law must visit her in-laws sooner or later, Brother Zheng, there's no escaping it."

“Visiting the in-laws is one thing, but we didn't actually do anything!” Wang Zheng was extremely frustrated inside. “If something had really happened, I wouldn’t mind getting beaten by your father today, but now, thank goodness for that!”

Han Xinye suddenly put on a flirtatious expression and threw him an alluring glance: "Brother Zheng, since you’ve said this, let’s do something."

Han Xinye's originally slightly chubby and adorable appearance, combined with this deliberately enticing expression, made her large eyes reveal an allure that was out of place for someone her age, nearly causing Wang Zheng to mistake the gas pedal for the brake.

Despite Wang the Bodyguard’s remarkable willpower, he almost sprayed blood from his nose.

In the Han family's small villa, Mr. and Mrs. Han were chatting happily with Su Beijiang and his son. The couple liked Su Tianming more and more as they looked at him; he was polite, capable, and steady, and if he didn't leave the army, it would only take around thirty years before stars could be seen on his shoulders. Ignoring political factors, Mr. Han found himself increasingly fond of this young man, seeing in him a reflection of his younger self.

At that moment, barking broke out.

Upon hearing it, Mr. Han quickly stood up and said, "The old general is back with the dog; you guys need to be careful. That dog can be quite vicious and will bite strangers."

The moment Su Beijiang and his son heard that the Old General had arrived, they promptly straightened their clothes and got up. Despite Su Beijiang now holding a high-ranking position as Deputy Minister of National Defense, he held a deep respect for these old veterans who shed blood to build New China.

The figure appearing in front of Su Beijiang's eyes was an elderly man slightly hunched over, wearing loose clothing suitable for Tai Chi practice. His hair was completely white and his body rather thin, but unlike most elderly people, his eyes were not clouded; instead, they emitted a silent aura of authority characteristic of those long at the top. Judging from this current appearance, it wasn't hard to imagine that he must have been an imposing figure in his youth.

Su Tianming saw the old general and stood straight, as if waiting for an inspection. A slightly excited expression appeared in his eyes.

Next to the elder was a wolfhound nearly a meter tall, with erect ears, strong muscles, and alert eyes. It barked loudly at Su Beijiang and his son, its voice deep and resonant, clearly a ferocious dog by nature.

However, what stood out more than the dog's height were the numerous scars crisscrossing its body, old wounds that added an air of滄桑 (cāngsāng - vicissitudes) to it. Although somewhat shocking, they gave this wolfhound a sense of having many stories.

This was Su Tianming’s first impression of the dog.

"Stop barking, they are guests," Old General Han patted the wolfhound's head with a look full of affection: "Old buddy, take it easy. You're getting old and still so irritable."

If anyone else saw this scene, they would likely be astonished; no one could have imagined that an elderly general renowned for driving back a certain great power on the battlefield would speak to a dog in such a manner.

The wolfhound seemed highly intelligent. When Old General Han's hand gently stroked it a few times, it immediately stopped barking but still regarded Su Beijiang and his son with wary eyes.

"Uncle, nice to see you," said Su Beijiang as he greeted him with a smile: "It’s been so long since we last met, your health is still as good as ever."

“Good of course,” General Han BaoGuo chuckled. “All the old monsters in the Su family are well, how could I die early”

The muscles on Su Beijiang's face twitched a bit but he only joined in with forced laughter. In all of China, there were probably not many people who would directly call several elders from the Su family "old monsters" to their faces.

"Uncle is too modest," said Su Beijiang: "Tianming, come and greet Grandpa."

Su Tianming stepped forward and gave a crisp salute with his right hand touching his brow in the standard military greeting of the People's Republic of China. After finishing the salute, he introduced himself with a smile: “Grandpa, nice to meet you, I’m Su Tianming.”

Old General Han looked at Su Tianming and smiled saying, "Old Monster Su has quite an impressive grandson! We are all getting old; it's your generation’s world now."

Old General Han let out a long sigh.

"Grandpa, you flatter me. Our generation still needs guidance from seniors like you," said Su Tianming respectfully.

The old man Han smiled, but the dog wasn't as friendly. It glared at Su Tianming and growled lowly, full of threats.

Old Man Han stroked the dog's head and said with a chuckle, "This dog has already been around for fifteen years; it’s an old German shepherd that retired from special forces back in the day. It’s very temperamental. I picked this eight-year-old pup out once, but didn’t expect to be able to touch it until over a year later due to its high alertness."

"Until now, this dog has only been warm towards Xiao Ye, and is indifferent to both of them."

Haidesu chuckled, "A German shepherd recognizes its owner; for these many years, it’s recognized you alone, Old Man Han."

The old man shook his head, however. "No, no, even if it seems friendly now, I feel that I haven’t become the master in its heart."

When he said this, the four of them—Haidesu and the others—were taken aback, especially Commander Han who had absolutely no idea why his father was suddenly talking like this.

Ignoring their expressions, Old Man Han continued on, "This dog is also known as the military’s dog king. It has bitten down the necks of at least fifty enemies. This isn’t a dog; it’s practically a small wolf, more ferocious than extinct Tibetan mastiffs. When I asked my old friend for this dog back then, he refused several times and only gave in after months of pestering."

"These scars are its military honors," the General Han said lovingly while stroking the numerous scars on his old companion’s body from when it fought enemies: "A person must have mettle; a dog too. Sadly, like me, this dog probably won’t live much longer either."

“Oh no, Dad, don’t say such disheartening words. We all want you to live long and stay healthy,” Zhang Yanqing said sweetly, but Old Man Han simply shook his head expressionlessly after hearing it.

"Grandpa Han, may I ask what this dog's name is" Su Tianming asked formally.

“Its name is Little Dragon.”

The dog named Little Dragon seemed to sense the melancholy in Old Man Han’s speech. It lay down and used its head to nuzzle the old man’s arm, seemingly trying to comfort him.

Su Beijiang praised, “It's really intelligent! Both Chinese soldiers and military dogs are great.”

At that moment, a black Buick Regal slowly pulled up at the front gate.

Zhang Yanqing said happily, "Should be Xiao Ye returning."

The moment the words were out, the car door opened. A South Korean star named Night Han, dressed in a Hello Kitty outfit, stepped out. Seeing that his entire family and Su Beijiang’s father-son duo were present, he displayed an embarrassed expression on his young face before quickly calling inside the car: “Wang Zheng, you come out already! Don’t be so hesitant; my grandfather is here too!”

Upon hearing that General Han was also there, Wang Zheng felt even more depressed and wanted to vomit blood. However, he had no choice but to get out as the situation demanded it. He opened the car door and immediately put on what he thought was his most radiant smile, replacing his previous miserable expression. Even a great assassin needs dedication; since he has impersonated this boyfriend, he must thoroughly mess things up.

At that moment, Night Han whispered again: “It looks like the person my family arranged for me to go on a date with is Su Tianming, who is Su Tiannan’s younger brother. The man next to him is Su Beijiang, the vice minister of national defense. You should know him.”

Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.

Zhang Yanqing stood up and said: “Night, come over quickly; why are you whispering with the driver”

But what everyone least expected was that Night Han’s next move shattered all jaws in the Han family villa.

Night Han suddenly reached out her arm to embrace Wang Zheng's arm. She then leaned half of her body onto him, displaying an affectionate expression as she spoke in a voice dripping with sweetness: "Dead Wang Zheng, acting is just acting; I warn you not to take advantage of me."

Wang Zheng was caught off guard by Night Han’s actions. He muttered sarcastically: "I don't want to take advantage of you, but it's you who came over first. Isn’t this taking advantage of me"

Although he thought so, Wang Zheng felt immensely pleased. The part of Night Han that had an astonishing size was tightly pressed against his arm with amazing elasticity, leaving no gaps whatsoever, even as it deformed in a way that made him feel extremely excited.

Truly... too elastic!

Even through two layers of clothing, Wang Zheng could sense the warmth enveloping his arm, which was incredibly unsettling.

The moment he glanced down, his nostrils started to bleed. Night Han had exposed a bit of her white skin on her chest; it was truly irresistible not to press one's fingers against it. Wang Zheng’s mind wandered as he fantasized about the sensation of pressing, and the heat in his lower abdomen began to rise.

"Night, what is going on here" Zhang Yanqing saw Night Han suddenly hug another man's arm and instantly turned pale with embarrassment, loudly questioning her.

Night Han was fearless outside but became timid when faced with her rather fierce mother. Despite having built up the courage to take this step for a long time, it all evaporated at that moment.g's hands were cuffed, but his feet were free.Just as Hu Qizhi touched the doorknob, someone grabbed his ankle and gave it a light tug. Hu Qizhi’s body went parallel to the ground before landing in an...