Tang Li was very glad that Tiger Whip was a cleanliness-obsessed corgi.
Because of its hygiene habits, since birth, it had never eaten anything it shouldn't, except for its love of licking yogurt lids. Its meals were always imported dog food costing dozens per pound.
As the car drove onto the Second Ring Road, Tang Li instructed the driver to just stop at the park near the neighborhood.
Song Jingtian was holding Tiger Whip the whole time, and after Tang Li finished speaking with the driver, he chimed in, "Yesterday afternoon, my eldest brother went to Qingyang. He said he would stay for two days before coming back. The typhoon there blew down many houses, and my brother has to inspect the post-disaster reconstruction work."
Tang Li knew that Song Baiyan wasn't in the capital.
She had watched the news replay yesterday.
"Compared to your uncle's house and your home in Huafu No.1, which is bigger?" Song Jingtian asked.
