Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 675 - 668: Rich People Keep Dogs Named Sweetheart

Chapter 675: Chapter 668: Rich People Keep Dogs Named Sweetheart

Chapter 668 Rich People’s Dogs Named Sweetheart

"I’m really busy right now. I don’t have any spare time, so you should go by yourself."

The woman’s moist eyes glanced at him indifferently as she pushed her black-framed glasses up her nose bridge. Already of exceptional demeanor, she now looked even more charming, especially in the thin, light gauze she had changed into that evening, which perfectly outlined her figure.

It inevitably made someone drool heavily.

"But I don’t know your neighbor!"

"I’m really busy right now. There are still a lot of documents at the company that I haven’t dealt with. You should go alone," the woman said.

Uh.

This made Lin Zifeng feel somewhat distressed. Go by himself? And to a neighbor he was not familiar with at all? If Nangong Bing went, it would at least be substantial, but sending him, they probably wouldn’t even bother to open the door because he was a man.

"Alright, you’re busy. Take care of your work," Lin Zifeng said with a pained expression, nodding his head.

At that moment, the woman’s eyebrows knitted together, and she glared at him sideways: "Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Lin, what kind of attitude is that?"

"Uh, what’s up?"

"Nothing, just be more polite in the future!"

Nangong Bing closed her laptop forcefully, especially after hearing his previous line, "You’re busy, take care of your work." Why did it sound like a disdainful remark?

Fuck!

Whom did I provoke?

I just asked her to accompany me to the neighbor’s house, and now she’s telling me to improve my attitude?

This isn’t fair, is it?

"Alright, I’ll be more polite," Lin Zifeng said, his face red with frustration as he helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

"Hmm, you go by yourself. After all, the neighbor is somewhat familiar," she said.

"Familiar? What do you mean familiar? Didn’t you say you didn’t know your next-door neighbor?" Lin Zifeng asked, surprised.

That morning, Nangong Bing had mentioned that the next-door neighbor was too distant and unfamiliar. How did they suddenly become an acquaintance?

"I don’t know the next-door neighbor, but her sister works at our company. If you go tonight, you might bump into her," she explained.

"Who? Someone from our company? Who at our company?" The man, holding a half-smoked cigarette, trembled slightly, particularly when he heard about a familiar person from the company, almost burning himself.

"You’ll find out if you go. Her sister works at our company. I don’t know if she came today, but if she did, go check out the German Shepherd they keep. They might even open the door for you," she said.

"Listen, wife, just tell me who exactly lives in that neighboring villa? Her sister works at our Tianyu? Why don’t you just say it straight? That way, I can go over and connect with them," he urged.

Lin Zifeng had already calculated in his heart. Approaching them like this without a clear understanding might mean the villa owner definitely wouldn’t open the door for him. Not calling the police for harassment was already a blessing, let alone going to see a dog and getting into big trouble instead.

"You’ll know when you go," the woman with the moist, autumn eyes lifted her head and glanced at him, seemingly affecting her work as she said discontentedly, "Lin Zifeng, tell me, what are you going to do next door? Surely you’re not really just going to look at their pet dog?"

Regardless of what Lin Zifeng was thinking now, Nangong Bing couldn’t understand why he insisted on going to visit them. That morning, he had asked who nearby kept a pet, but she hadn’t paid much attention then.

Thinking back now, it felt a bit strange.

With her asking like this, Lin Zifeng really couldn’t answer.

That wolf howl last night had made Lin Zifeng pay attention. He had always suspected their handsome neighbor, but when he checked that night, the handsome guy was still the same, timid as ever, basically unchanged.

"Just going to have a casual look," the man said, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

"Just looking around?" The woman slowly stood up and continued, "Just going for a look? Is it that simple?"

Under the old man’s surprised gaze, Lin Zifeng shivered violently.

He certainly didn’t want to bring up the fact that the handsome guy had saved her that night, as it wouldn’t necessarily be to her benefit.

About to laugh, he said, "Bingbing sweetheart, relax. I am already yours now, so how could I possibly do something like betray you? You can keep your heart in your stomach and rest easy."

"Relax my soul! Tell me, can’t you hold it in anymore, wanting to go out and hunt?" The woman’s eyes narrowed; her cheeks tinted with a hint of blush, looking increasingly desirable.

"Uh."

Lin Zifeng was stunned.

How was he supposed to respond to such blunt words?

"Heh, with a wife as beautiful as mine, how could you possibly go out to hunt? You’re really underestimating me," he said, already getting up and walking towards her, his gaze unabashedly sly.

Instantly, Nangong Bing’s cheeks flushed, her gaze somewhat evasive, her eyes shimmering with a watery allure of spring, her heart pounding, yet she involuntarily took a couple of steps back.

Seeing this, Lin Zifeng’s facial muscles suddenly tensed.

Then he chuckled dryly, "Well, I’m gonna head out now."

...

"Bang!"

Not until the room door slammed shut did Nangong Bing snap out of that peculiar state.

Her face changed drastically, eyes filled with fierceness, her pale fingers itching with irritation.

Wouldn’t he take the initiative? Shouldn’t he humble himself?

The woman angrily sat back at her desk, infuriated by the man’s lack of romance.

...

Looking at the uniquely decorated, boutique villa in front of him, Lin Zifeng, with a cigarette between his lips, surveyed the surroundings.

Indeed, being able to afford a villa in this location was enough to indicate the owner’s unique status.

At the moment, the villa was brightly lit, eerily silent; as for the German shepherd mentioned by the old man, Lin Zifeng hadn’t seen it at all, not even a dog hair, let alone a German shepherd.

After pressing the doorbell several times and smoking two cigarettes, there was still no response from the villa.

"Looks like today I have to play the part of a wall-scaling thief again," Lin Zifeng squinted, eyeballing the over two-meter-tall solid concrete wall, then leapt up onto it, landing steadily.

Based on his martial artist experience, the shepherd mentioned by the old man was likely in the master’s room—rich people’s habits of keeping dogs were different from others.

Rich people’s dogs are called ’Sweetheart’

Poor people typically name their dogs common names like Lucky, Little Gray, or Big Yellow.

After scaling the exterior wall of the villa, the man’s agile figure, like a nimble cat, again moved toward the master bedroom of the villa.

The moment he stealthily entered a woman’s master bedroom, before he had time to take a good look around, faint footsteps and a woman’s voice could be heard from outside.

Disaster!

The room was delicately arranged and very cozy, but now was not the time for Lin Zifeng to appreciate it; with no place to hide, he could only rush towards the bathroom.