After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

A fleet of luxury cars escorted the Rolls-Royce that was carrying the central banquet vehicle as it drove along the road, causing quite a stir.

All sorts of luxury cars were passing by on the road, but everyone cast curious glances at the convoy, wondering which family it belonged to, acting so ostentatiously. They had never heard of them before.

The person being speculated about and discussed by everyone was lying in his seat playing on his phone.

Anyway, we can't see him from outside, so let them guess whatever they want.

"Young Master, did you have your meal at the Purple Bamboo Garden just now?" The man sitting in the passenger seat was Lin Shen, who had just held the umbrella for Zhu Yan.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yan didn't answer, but looked at him cautiously.

"That's right, Zizhu Garden is a property of the Zhu family. If you need to dine in the future, just let me know in advance and I will arrange it for you." Lin Shen naturally didn't want to question where Zhu Yan ate.

"Um."

Zhu Yan was just talking; would he really tell him where he was going to eat? He had been to Zizhu Garden a few times before. The food was good, but the price was really expensive. Even Wen Lin only went there to entertain important guests when he was doing business.

But I never expected that this property would belong to the Zhu family. Sure enough, it is worthy of being the best hotel in Beijing.

"Why are there so many people?" Zhu Yan sat in the car, still a little dazed by the grand scene just now.

"The patriarch thinks it's not enough for the young master. From now on, they will all accompany you to protect your safety." Lin Shen seemed unaware of how shocking his words were.

Zhu Yan found it hard to believe. What did he mean by "not enough"? This guy practically wanted the whole road to be his people.

"Isn't the Zhu family a reclusive family? Won't their high-profile behavior have any negative impact?"

"Before, we kept a low profile because there was no heir, so we were searching for you. Now that you're back, there's no need to keep a low profile anymore," Lin Shen replied with a smile, his words seemingly tinged with joy.

To be honest, Zhu Yan had a feeling of familiarity when she first saw Lin Shen, but she really couldn't remember if she had seen him before.

But he didn't ask, because he would be embarrassed if Lin Shen said he hadn't seen him before.

Zhu Yan was playing on his phone in the car when the convoy arrived at the manor. After reaching the main building, Lin Shen got out of the car, opened the door for Zhu Yan, and helped him out.

"Young Master." Lin Xiang and a group of servants stood at the door and bowed.

As soon as Zhu Yan got out of the car, he seemed to hear some noise inside the main building. Although it wasn't very clear, he could tell that it was different from the tranquility inside the building yesterday.

"Uncle Lin, what happened inside?"

"It's because the Samoyed that the head of the family raised a few years ago has gone out of control again. It's a bit dangerous inside now, so I'll have Xiao Shen take you to the side building to rest first," Lin Xiang explained to Zhu Yan.

A Samoyed? Out of control? Could it be that bad? He was rather curious; with so many servants in the house, how could they not handle a dog?

"No need, I'll go take a look." Zhu Yan insisted on going in.

Lin Xiang was in a dilemma. The patriarch had asked him to come out and greet Zhu Yan in order to protect him, and told him not to come in yet because the dog was not yet well tamed and might hurt Zhu Yan.

"Young Master... if you get injured, the Patriarch will blame us."

"So you're going to stop me?" Lin Xiang stood in front of Zhu Yan, preventing him from passing.

Zhu Yan simply stopped and looked at him calmly.

Lin Xiang turned his head away, not daring to look at Zhu Yan. It would be disrespectful for him to stop the young master.

"I wouldn't dare. How about letting Lin Shen protect you as you pass?" The so-called protection meant having Lin Shen stand in front of Zhu Yan so that if the dog rushed over, only Lin Shen would get hurt.

Without hesitation, Lin Shen stepped forward, blocking Zhu Yan's path. He then turned, bowed, and extended his left hand, saying, "Young Master, please."

Zhu Yan sighed helplessly; it seemed that if he didn't agree, he probably wouldn't be able to get in.

Fine, I'll go take a look anyway.

Dog training? He's quite good at it.

It's not that she was actually blocking Zhu Yan's way, but rather that she was standing beside him, a few steps ahead, so that he could step forward to protect her immediately if there was any danger.

Main building —

The scene was utterly chaotic. Fruit and desserts on the table were overturned and trampled on, and tea was spilled everywhere, so much so that passing by could even stir up water droplets, leaving the area covered in water stains.

The servants scattered, running after the Samoyed or cautiously approaching it, hoping to catch it off guard.

Zhu Mobai and the others stood aside, anxiously watching the scene unfold.

Zhu Yan was somewhat puzzled. If these people wanted to catch the Samoyed, they could easily have done so by taking some extreme measures and prevented it from running rampant in the house. However, these servants did not seem to dare to harm the Samoyed.

Zhu Yan stood at the entrance of the hall, looking at the chaotic scene with a sense of novelty.

Zhu Mo and the others noticed Zhu Yan standing at the door and were startled. Before they could warn Zhu Yan, the Samoyed also saw Zhu Yan and suddenly turned and rushed towards him.

"Ayan! Watch out!"

Zhu Mo and the others wanted to rush over to protect Zhu Yan, but they were separated by a vast distance.

"Young Master, be careful." Lin Shen reacted quickly, taking a large step to block Zhu Yan's path.

Before he could even stand up straight, Zhu Yan reached out and grabbed his shoulder, pushing him back.

He can't even let someone else take the fall for him.

He also wanted to see just how fierce this dog was.

Lin Shen was pulled back by Zhu Yan and was unable to protect him behind him, so Zhu Yan was facing the charging Samoyed head-on.

Zhu Yan subconsciously took a half step back, but to everyone's surprise, the Samoyed stopped in front of Zhu Yan, its ears immediately pressed against its head, its tail gently brushing the ground, and it squatted down with a timid and ingratiating look in its eyes.

?

What's going on?

This was no longer just a celebratory banquet; everyone present stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them.

Especially the servant who had just chased after it, was completely dumbfounded:

No, where did your swagger go? Weren't you so arrogant just now?

Zhu Mo and Bai Zheng immediately ran to Zhu Yan's side. Bai Zheng rushed over and grabbed Zhu Yan, her eyes full of anxiety.

"Ah Yan, did I scare you?"

Zhu Mo glanced worriedly at Zhu Yan, and finding him unharmed, she turned her gaze to Lin Xiang beside her, her tone icy:

"Butler Lin, didn't I tell you not to let the young master come here? What if he gets injured?"

"It was my idea to come; they couldn't stop me," Zhu Yan explained on Lin Xiang's behalf.

Seeing that Zhu Yan was not injured, Zhu Mo did not say anything more.

"Do you own this dog?" Zhu Yan asked, voicing the question that had been bothering her.

Zhu Mo and Bai Zheng exchanged a glance, somewhat hesitant.

Seeing that they still wanted to keep it a secret, Zhu Yu showed no mercy and told them the truth:

"This Samoyed was actually a gift from your parents, but they haven't managed to tame it yet."

"For me?" Zhu Yan looked at Zhu Mo and Bai Zheng in shock. Seeing that their surprise had been exposed beforehand, the latter no longer tried to hide it.

"Yes, you also had a Samoyed when you were little. You were very close to it, it was very attached to you, and you liked it very much too, but..." Zhu Mo paused, his face filled with sorrow, "Later, we lost you. That Samoyed was depressed all the time and eventually died of loneliness..."

It was clear from Zhu Mo's words that he was full of self-blame. He blamed himself for losing Zhu Yan and for not even being able to protect his beloved pet.

"Later, I searched all over the world, and two years ago, I finally found this dog with the same top bloodline as that Samoyed from back then, and it's also the dog that most resembles it."

Bai Zheng gently patted Zhu Mo's shoulder, offering silent comfort. She looked at Zhu Mo and added, "We originally wanted to tame it and give it to you after we found you, but it was unruly. Even the top dog trainers couldn't handle it, so we could only keep it in the backyard. But we didn't expect it to suddenly run away today."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan was at a loss for words. No wonder the servants dared not harm it, allowing it to wreak havoc in the front hall—was it all just to be given to me...?

"But Ah Yan, what's amazing is that it's actually afraid of you. You know, this dog scratched Dad and Mom back then, and even I couldn't beat it." Zhu Yu looked at Zhu Yan with admiration, truly respecting his dog-training abilities.

Of course, Zhu Yan didn't actually do anything; he just gave the dog a look, and the dog immediately backed down.

"It even scratched you?" Zhu Yan's tone suddenly turned serious, and he frowned slightly as he questioned Zhu Mo and Bai Zheng.

The two were stunned for a moment, not daring to look directly at Zhu Yan, and stammered an explanation, "We just... accidentally scratched it, it's nothing."

The two tried to brush it off with laughter, but Zhu Yan remained expressionless.

Zhu Yan couldn't imagine that if another dog had hurt Zhu Mo and the others, given his noble status, the dog would have been thrown out long ago, not fed and cared for for several years.

For some reason, hearing this made him inexplicably angry, and he stopped pretending to be well-behaved as he had yesterday. At this moment, his true nature was revealed.

"Throw it out, I don't want it." As soon as Zhu Yan finished speaking, the surprise in the eyes of Zhu Mobai and Zhu Yu spoke volumes.

"Ayan, don't you like it?" Zhu Mo was clearly at a loss. Couldn't even prepare a proper gift... truly unworthy of the position of family head.

"It hurt you, and you still want to keep it?"

Zhu Mo and Bai Zheng's eyes flashed, and their dejected expressions vanished.

So that's why.

The Samoyed beside them seemed to understand that Zhu Yan wanted to abandon it. Suddenly it became anxious. Its fluffy tail was tucked between its legs. It moved slowly to Zhu Yan's feet, and the tip of its pen gently brushed against Zhu Yan's trouser leg, making a soft whimpering sound.

Zhu Yan didn't dodge, letting him gently brush against her, but she didn't say anything, quietly watching the scene.

"Ayan...why don't you reconsider and put it in the backyard for now?" Zhu Yu had often outwitted this Samoyed at home, and this was the first time in years that he had seen it so well-behaved.

"It's alright, if Ayan doesn't like it, I'll just get her another gift." Zhu Mo said, then turned to Lin Xiang and instructed, "Do as the young master says."

"Yes, Master." Lin Xiang was about to squat down when Zhu Yan stopped him.

"Wait." Zhu Yan crouched down, still looking down at it. "Is it still going to hurt people?"

The dog actually understood Zhu Yan's words, shaking its head repeatedly and even rubbing against Zhu Yan.

"If you don't behave, I'll knock all your teeth out and throw you out, understand?"

Zhu Yan ultimately kept it. After all, it was a token of Zhu Mo and Bai Zheng's affection. Just because they wanted to give her a gift, they had caused so much trouble for everyone in the manor. If she didn't accept it, it would seem a bit...unfriendly.