"What's the matter?" Ye Nianmo asked coldly.

"Can you help a dog find its owner?"

Ding Yiyi knew that her request was a bit overwhelming, but she still put it forward. In Las Vegas, her power was too weak and she could only rely on Ye Nianmo's power.

She thought Ye Nianmo would refuse directly, but the other party didn't respond for a long time. She looked up and saw an unclear expression on the other party's face.

"Where?"

"ah?"

Ding Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was asking where the Tibetan Mastiff was. She hurriedly ran out of the room, and after a while a Tibetan Mastiff swaggered in.

Ye Nianmo took out the photos sent by Yu Lan on his mobile phone and compared them, confirming that the dog picked up by this woman was the pet of Jie Hai, the gambling king's second son.

Ding Yiyi took out the medicine box and squatted on the ground to carefully treat the Tibetan Mastiff's wounds. Ye Nianmo stood behind her with a deep look.

The woman's hair was still dripping with water and stuck to her cheeks wetly. Her clothes were also splashed with mud and looked dirty. However, she ignored it and carefully treated the wound of a dog.

This kind of personality is really similar to "her".

Ding Yiyi helped the Tibetan Mastiff take care of its wounds and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know what your name is."

As soon as she finished speaking, a towel covered her head and said, "Gotta"

Ding Yiyi hurriedly pulled the towel off her head and said vaguely: "What?"

There was an impatient look on Ye Nianmo's face, but he still had the patience to reply, "His name is gotta. The pet of the gambling king's second son."

Ding Yiyi looked at Gotta in surprise. The Tibetan Mastiff licked the back of her hand, turned her head and lay on the ground, looking contented.

At night, as he drove out of the hotel from the garage, Ye Nianmo's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Just because he frowned at the woman when he went out, the dog bared its teeth at him.

Ding Yiyi touched Gotta's head affectionately and skillfully touched the place where the Tibetan Mastiff likes to be touched the most.

Ye Nianmo glanced through the rearview mirror and said casually: "Have you ever raised a Tibetan Mastiff before?"

The hand on the Tibetan Mastiff's head suddenly paused. Ding Yiyi looked at the car window. The woman printed on the window was young and charming. She could easily become the focus of others' attention on the street, but that face was so...

Strange, how false.

After a long while, she smiled and replied, "Yes, I have."

The palace-style building covering an area of ​​1,000 acres was jaw-dropping to see. The car stopped at the gate, Gotta was taken away, Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo got into the cars in the mansion and drove around the manor for nearly ten minutes.

Then we stopped in front of the main building.

As soon as Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo entered the luxurious living room, they saw a man waiting for them.
Chapter completed!