Chapter 28: Here to Smash the Place, Are You?
In fact, before Gao City’s Major Crimes Unit even set off, they already knew Shang Fuyan would refuse Team Leader Hong Xingwang’s request.
So when Shang Fuyan actually rejected it, they weren’t surprised—what they didn’t expect was how blunt and unfriendly his words would be.
Hong Xingwang was furious. Shang Fuyan’s remarks were basically pointing at his nose and accusing him of incompetence!
To Hong Xingwang, that kind of talk stabbed straight through the heart.
He and Shang Fuyan had both worked in Gao City’s Major Crimes Unit before. The difference was that Shang Fuyan’s promotions came fast—he went from an ordinary officer to deputy leader of the unit in one leap, and then jumped again, straight to Yue City as the Criminal Investigation Squad Captain.
For a long time, that made Hong Xingwang dislike him intensely.
If Shang Fuyan had climbed quickly because of family background, Hong Xingwang would’ve just muttered sourly about “privileged royalty.”
But Shang Fuyan wasn’t that type.
Every single promotion he earned was backed by solid achievements—subduing two fugitives barehanded, deducing a suspect’s preferences from a candy that had fallen five meters outside the crime scene, then staking out a candy shop and making the arrest…
And the worst part was: Hong Xingwang knew every one of those accomplishments by heart.
Later, when he heard Shang Fuyan had been promoted and transferred to Yue City, Hong Xingwang felt both jealous and, at the same time, relieved.
If he could help it, he truly never wanted to see that man again.
But he never expected that while they were still tearing their hair out over the serial killer’s identity, the killer would run to Yue City—and murder someone in Wen’an District!
Damn it!
If it had been some other district, Hong Xingwang might’ve been able to negotiate politely with the local bureau, and they might not have rejected his demand.
But Hong Xingwang understood Shang Fuyan—actually, his entire team understood him. That man would never agree to transferring jurisdiction of a case.
“Either we cooperate, or you file a report to my superiors. Pick one.” Shang Fuyan couldn’t even be bothered to look at him anymore. Hong Xingwang was obviously here to stir trouble.
Hong Xingwang tried to say something else, but his own teammates grabbed his arm tightly. “Leader…”
Hong Xingwang turned back and saw them frantically shaking their heads. The rage in his chest surged even higher, but he also knew: if he kept arguing, he’d definitely end up punished.
“Cooperate… then cooperate!”
Lin Jiangye burst out laughing immediately. Why did those five words sound like they’d been squeezed out through clenched teeth?
Actually—no need for “sound like.” He definitely said it through gritted teeth.
Hearing that irritating laughter, Hong Xingwang shot Lin Jiangye a vicious glare—then noticed the flock of night herons behind him.
“You… are you playing with birds here?” Hong Xingwang’s expression turned strange, like he’d caught a handle he could use—excited, yet also bitter and frustrated that people weren’t “properly searching for clues.” Two completely opposite emotions fused together into something twisted.
Lin Jiangye rolled his eyes at him and patted Shang Fuyan’s shoulder. “He’s your problem. I’m going into the woods to see if there are any other clues.”
Now that the suspect’s features were out, the next step was to trace where the suspect’s vehicle came from.
The night herons, full and satisfied, lazily followed Lin Jiangye back toward the woods to keep sleeping.
Tourmaline perched obediently on Lin Jiangye’s shoulder and rubbed its head against its owner’s cheek.
Lin Jiangye walked to the small path where the tracks had ended earlier and used navigation to search the road. He discovered the exit of the path connected to a main road leading to the wetland park. Traffic was heavy there—cars coming and going—making it hard to identify which vehicle the suspect had been in.
He looked up at the barren slope on the other side of the path. It looked bare and bald—no idea whether any little critters lived up there.
He headed up the slope. Not long after, he spotted a long, caramel-colored furry shape wriggling up from a hole.
The moment it popped out, it immediately sensed something was wrong. Its round little ears twitched, its small head snapped around, and its black beady eyes filled with terror.
Lin Jiangye stared back in surprise. He hadn’t expected to find an Angora ferret here.
That shouldn’t be possible—this wasn’t the kind of place it should be living!
In this country, Angora ferrets were usually kept as pets, and in the wild they basically had no survival ability. Yet this one looked plump and well-fed, not like it was struggling at all.
Did it… mutate or something?
Seeing it about to dive back underground, Lin Jiangye reacted fast and lunged, pressing down on the back half of its body.
“Hey, wait, wait—please help me with something! I have food for you!” The fur under his palm felt a bit stiff. It looked like it had lived outdoors for a while. Without baths for a long time, its fur had gotten dirty and hard.
Words that usually worked on every animal failed completely on this caramel ferret.
In fact, when it saw his hand pinning it in place, the ferret opened its mouth wide, clearly about to bite. Lin Jiangye had no choice but to let go.
The moment he released it, the ferret shot underground and vanished.
Lin Jiangye looked at his palm. A faint stench lingered there—the distinct musk-gland smell unique to mustelids.
Pet-shop Angora ferrets are usually sold with their scent glands removed. Even then, they can still have a slight residual smell—if they’re poorly kept, it becomes much stronger.
This faint odor only confirmed Lin Jiangye’s guess: it really was a pet ferret.
He just didn’t know who had abandoned it here… The ferret was lucky to survive and adapt. Otherwise, what Lin Jiangye would’ve found now would’ve been an animal corpse.
Mm. Maybe not even a corpse.
Lin Jiangye rummaged through his backpack, poured some mustelid staple feed onto the ground, then tapped the hole and called into it, “I left you a little food outside. Sorry for disturbing you.”
After he spoke, his footsteps gradually moved away.
A long time later, a fluffy head suddenly poked out of the hole. It stared at the kibble for a long time—then opened its mouth and roared several times, flinging every piece away.
It didn’t need humans to pity it!
Humans were all untrustworthy bastards!
Lin Jiangye walked the entire slope. Aside from the ferret, he didn’t encounter any other small animals.
When he returned to the grove, Diamond and Opal happened to come back too, bringing good news:
[Crow knows what car the bad guy rode in!]
The moment Opal returned, it dove into Lin Jiangye’s arms, like a kid who’d scored perfect marks, happily demanding a reward.
“Really? If you do know, I’ll personally cook you a big meal when we get back—a special feast only little Opal can eat!” Lin Jiangye never held back his praise.
Animals—whether in this world or the other—need praise now and then. Humans too.
Sure enough, after being praised, the little crow lifted its head high, looking smug enough to make Tourmaline huff.
[This young master found a whole flock of night herons—they knew tons about the killer. You only found out about a car. How do you have the nerve to ask for a reward?!] The raven was deeply unconvinced.
Opal instantly exploded. It hugged Lin Jiangye tightly with its wings and cawed several sharp bursts at Tourmaline.
Nearby, Yan Zhou and the others heard the rapid string of sounds. Even though they didn’t understand the crow’s words, they could tell—
it definitely wasn’t saying anything nice.
Sure enough, before Opal even finished, the raven couldn’t hold back anymore and looked ready to fight.
“Hey, hey, hey—wait!”
While Lin Jiangye was busy separating the two crows, Shang Fuyan arrived at the small path deep in the woods with Hong Xingwang and the others.
Seeing the commotion in the distance, Hong Xingwang let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Captain Shang moved to a new place and your discipline got this loose too? Everyone else is focused on the case, and this one has been playing with birds the whole time.”
Shang Fuyan glanced at him, said nothing, and waved Ai Rong over. “This is Gao City’s Major Crimes Unit. Take them to the place where we found clues.”
Hong Xingwang was unhappy with that attitude and pointed at Lin Jiangye—who had both hands holding down the crows—demanding, “Am I wrong? When investigating a case—”
Ai Rong cut him off. “Leader Hong, this person is an external special consultant for our squad. Strictly speaking, he doesn’t belong to us.”
Consultant Lin wasn’t even a police officer. What rules did he need to follow? At most, he just had to keep case information confidential.
“Besides, what looks like ‘playing’ to you is actually how he helps the police solve cases. If you don’t understand it, you can keep your mouth shut first—so you don’t make yourself a laughingstock.”
Ai Rong was even more blunt than Shang Fuyan. Maybe that’s what happens when a captain trains their team in their own image.
Hong Xingwang’s breathing visibly sped up, but aside from his own team members, no one around really cared.
The fact that Gao City’s Major Crimes Unit had rushed over demanding case ownership had already spread. Wen’an District’s officers didn’t have a good impression of him.
Now Captain Shang had produced a suspect profile, and Consultant Lin had provided several key pieces of information. Even without Gao City sticking its nose in, they might have solved it soon!
And solving cases came with bonuses!
If they handed ownership back to Gao City, wouldn’t all their work just become someone else’s wedding dress?
While Hong Xingwang angrily pointed at Ai Rong, Shang Fuyan, Yan Keke, and the others were already gathered around Lin Jiangye, listening closely as he relayed what Opal had learned.
“There are many birds living in the trees around here. Opal learned from a magpie that a van did come to the small path last night. It was a minivan, but because it was too dark, the magpie couldn’t tell what color it was. However… the license plate was interesting. It had the numbers ‘1-1-0’ on it.”
At that point, Lin Jiangye couldn’t help laughing a little.
Yan Keke’s eyes widened in shock and she blurted out, “How would a magpie know that? It’s that smart?”
Lin Jiangye shook his head. “Even if a magpie is smart, it wouldn’t recognize numbers like humans. It remembered because it has seen a lot of warning signs near the wetland park. The emergency number ‘110’—to it—looks like two tree trunks and a little circle. It’s easy to remember.”
After seeing it so many times, it developed a response to the same shape. So when that minivan appeared, it immediately remembered the plate had the three digits 1-1-0.
“Wow! Amazing—amazing! That’s one impressive magpie!” With another key clue, the officers were thrilled.
And the thrill wasn’t only because Lin Jiangye provided critical information. Through his mouth, it was like they’d opened a door into understanding nature—learning to observe other animals’ lives and intelligence from a completely different angle.
If they searched online, they’d see that magpies are among the smartest birds in nature—some say even smarter than crows.
But reading that doesn’t make it feel real. Only now, from the magpie remembering “numbers” as shapes, did they truly understand why magpies were considered intelligent.
Remembering human symbols and identifying the same shapes elsewhere—
That was basically how children learn writing from scratch. So did magpies have the intelligence of a two- or three-year-old child?
Lin Jiangye couldn’t answer. An animal’s intelligence wasn’t fixed. Even within the German Shepherd breed, some dogs were smarter than others—though the one in his home was probably the ceiling among dogs.
“So, putting it all together: the killer drove a minivan here to dump the body. The exterior color is unknown, but the license plate contains the digits 1, 1, and 0…”
Lin Jiangye added, “Not consecutive ‘110’—they’re separated.”
Everyone nodded and wrote it down, then continued, “The killer has one artificial eye. His legs are impaired. His body likely has scars. But it’s cold lately and everyone’s bundled up, so that’s not easy to spot.”
At that moment, Hong Xingwang and his team happened to walk over. Hearing so many details at once, they froze.
Artificial eye? Disability? How did Wen’an District police even get this information?
“The little night heron didn’t mention his face, which suggests the scars aren’t on his face.” So people with facial scarring could mostly be ruled out.
Then came the profile Shang Fuyan’s team had drawn—Gao City’s unit had arrived at a similar profile too.
Lin Jiangye raised his hand. “You guys head back first. I’m going to follow the small path and see if there are other animals around who might’ve seen that van.”
If they could track the van’s route, that would be ideal.
Even when Lin Jiangye left, Hong Xingwang and the others were still dazed.
Only after getting into the car did Lin Jiangye suddenly remember the real reason he came out today—wasn’t he supposed to find someone to cook for the kids at home? Where was the person?
The person was still at the police bureau!
When Shang Fuyan was leading people to investigate those two “fishermen” from last night, he received a message from Lin Jiangye:
“Help me ask Jiang Xin if he’d be willing to come work at my place. Food and lodging included, social insurance and health insurance included, 20,000 a month. I’ll cover ingredient costs.”
Shang Fuyan raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised by Lin Jiangye’s generosity.
A 20,000 monthly salary—even in Yue City, a top-tier megacity—was something fewer than 9% of people could earn.
And judging by Lin Jiangye’s wording, social and health insurance weren’t included in that 20,000, meaning the 20,000 was a full, real 20,000 in hand.
“That’s a very nice salary…” he murmured—when suddenly a head popped in from the side and happened to see the message on his screen.
Yan Keke poked Shang Fuyan, puzzled. “What is Consultant Lin hiring for?”
Twenty thousand a month was a lot—housekeeping?
But when she heard it was to feed cats and dogs and shovel poop, she clutched her chest and sucked in a sharp breath. “Captain… I’m tempted.”
Cats, dogs, crows, and maybe all kinds of animals later—living in a big villa with food and lodging plus insurance… she wanted it so badly!
“Believe it or not, I’ll smash that ‘temptation’ to death.”
Okay, not tempted anymore, QAQ.
Shang Fuyan snorted. When he turned around, his brows and eyes softened at once. After sending Lin Jiangye a reassuring reply, he led his team back first.
Lin Jiangye drove onto the small path. The crows didn’t stay inside the car—they stood on the roof, silently observing the surroundings.
If they encountered other animals, they would immediately swoop out and ask questions.
From the small path to the main road, all the way up to the highway entrance, Lin Jiangye and the crows questioned more than twenty birds and three squirrels.
Among them, five birds and one squirrel said they had seen a minivan pass by last night.
But the vehicle was going too fast. They only glanced once, then didn’t pay attention afterward.
Which meant: so far, no animal knew where the van came from—or where it went after dumping the body.
Luckily, it wasn’t a total loss. At the very least, the minivan’s color was confirmed—told to him by a sparrow by the main road.
[About the same color as bird’s chest!]
That little sparrow’s chest was a pale gray. So the killer drove a gray minivan past here?
[Yes! And he came from here, and he left from here too!]
With one hand, Lin Jiangye gently stroked the sparrow’s head; with the other, he opened the map to check the route. This road didn’t connect to the highway at all. Which meant the killer had come from the other side of the wetland park?
If the route went through the wetland park… then things would be much easier.
Because there were way more animals over there!
But it was already getting late. The crows were exhausted too, wings spread as they flopped on the seats, panting with their tongues out like dogs. Lin Jiangye felt a stab of pity.
“Let’s go home and rest properly. Tomorrow we’ll come out and ask again.” They’d been out all day. They hadn’t eaten a real meal—just dry rations.
Still, before going home, he had to pick someone up at the police bureau.
Yet when Lin Jiangye arrived, he heard waves of loud arguing from inside—so noisy that officers from other departments were poking their heads out to watch.
He narrowed his eyes and listened carefully. The voice belonged to Hong Xingwang—the hot-headed, arrogant guy from Gao City. What was he stirring up now?
The moment Lin Jiangye walked into the squad building, he saw Hong Xingwang, face flushed red, pointing at Shang Fuyan and screaming insults. Yan Zhou and the others looked like they were about to explode with rage; if Shang Fuyan hadn’t stopped them, they would’ve already rushed forward and punched him.
“Shang Fuyan, if your brain’s broken, I don’t mind paying to send you to the hospital. Understand animal language? And you actually believe what a fraud says? If you can’t do the job, then step down already and hand your position to someone who’s truly capable!”
Oh? So the argument was about him.
Lin Jiangye’s gaze instantly went cold. He pushed through the crowd and walked forward.
The officers who got shoved aside had been a little annoyed—until they turned and realized the person being discussed had just appeared right in front of them.
“Consultant Lin!” someone shouted happily, and the whole place fell silent in an instant.
Lin Jiangye walked up to Hong Xingwang with a blank expression, stared at him for a long time, then pulled out his phone, opened a chat, and held it out to him.
“Here. Since you think I’m a fraud, then report it to her. Talking to Shang Fuyan is useless.”
The moment Hong Xingwang saw Lin Jiangye, he’d already prepared a whole speech, ready to deal with this “fraud’s” sophistry.
He hadn’t expected Lin Jiangye to just whip out his phone.
“Report to who? Your ‘backer’? Heh. I wouldn’t dare…” Ever since Hong Xingwang learned about Lin Jiangye’s “abilities,” he decided there were only two possibilities: either Lin Jiangye was an unbelievable con artist who even fooled Shang Fuyan, or he had a powerful background and was forced into the bureau using some absurd excuse.
Lin Jiangye raised a hand to cut off his nonstop ranting. “Director Zhou of Yue City’s Public Security Bureau. She knows my ability. She’s aware Wen’an District hired me as a special consultant. So if you think there’s a problem, go question her directly.”
If you want to spray venom, then spray it at the highest-ranking person.
Lin Jiangye silently apologized to Director Zhou in his heart. His face remained expressionless, but anyone could hear the sarcasm in his words.
“I have her contact. Call her right now. Accuse the entire Yue City police system of losing their minds—ask why they were all fooled by a fraud. Ask them whether they forgot to download the national anti-scam app.”
That line completely broke the tension. Snorts of laughter popped up around the room.
Even Shang Fuyan—who had been gloomy and icy a moment ago—couldn’t help curling his lips, his gaze softening as he looked at the young man in front of him.
Instead of explaining yourself to someone who won’t believe you, you might as well flip the whole table.
Seeing Hong Xingwang stand there, frozen and unresponsive, a flash of malice flickered through Lin Jiangye’s eyes.
He didn’t mind people doubting his ability. But Hong Xingwang wasn’t really targeting him—he was targeting Shang Fuyan, and even the entire Wen’an District bureau.
“Well? Ask her. Why aren’t you asking?” Lin Jiangye even pushed the phone closer. Hong Xingwang recoiled a step like he’d seen a plague spirit.
But the moment he stepped back, he realized he’d shown fear.
“So you think you’re the only person in the world who’s awake, huh? You think that idiot Shang Fuyan only got to sit in the captain’s seat in Wen’an District because he was lucky?”
As Lin Jiangye spoke, he almost wanted to laugh. He tilted his upper body slightly, cocked his head, and looked at Hong Xingwang. His black-and-white eyes were unusually bright and clear.
“For me to become an external special consultant—do you really think Shang Fuyan could make that happen just because he ‘wanted’ to? If he could decide something like that all by himself, why be squad captain at all? Why not be bureau chief instead? If I were a fraud, do you think Yan Zhou, Yan Keke, Qi Gaoyang, and the rest are idiots? Do you think the entire major crimes team are idiots? Since I can stand here just fine, it means I have real ability. Not everyone is like you—blind eyes, blind heart, blind mind, arrogant and self-important.”
Lin Jiangye straightened again, shook the phone in his hand, and pressed once more:
“Either you call Director Zhou right now and report me, or you put away your unwillingness and obey our arrangements. If you don’t want either, then go back to Gao City and investigate separately.”
He tossed the phone onto the table and waited for an answer.
Hong Xingwang’s breathing wasn’t as rapid as midday, but the rise and fall of his chest was even more violent.
He stared hard into the young man’s eyes, trying to find even a hint of guilt or cowardice.
But there was none.
Those eyes were like glacier water Hong Xingwang had once seen at the poles—clear and transparent, icy to the bone—reflecting his own face with brutal clarity: twisted, flushed, resentful, jealous… and guilty.
So the guilty one was him.
Hong Xingwang’s breath caught. His overheated mind abruptly cooled.
He swept his gaze around and realized everyone here was staring at him with displeasure and anger.
Even his own team members had their mouths shut tight, heads lowered in awkward shame.
“I…” His voice went hoarse. He was about to explain, when Shang Fuyan pulled Lin Jiangye behind him and pointed at the door.
“Looks like there’s no need for joint cooperation. If you want materials, apply directly to my superior. Likewise, if I need materials, I’ll apply to your superior.”
The earlier case materials he’d requested had been handled the same way.
“Please leave. It’s late. We still have a lot of work to finish. Don’t come disturb us again.”
With a forceful posture, Shang Fuyan drove them all out.
After they left the station, the people following behind Hong Xingwang suddenly turned back, looking at Shang Fuyan with pitiful expressions. “Brother Shang…”
“From now on, call me Captain Shang.” Shang Fuyan’s face showed no emotion, but they’d worked with him long enough to know what that meant: he was truly angry.
And from now on, there probably wouldn’t be any “old feelings” to talk about.
“What ‘old feelings’ are there to talk about?” Qi Gaoyang, who understood best what kind of history Shang Fuyan had with those people, leaned in and tried to advise him quietly—but Shang Fuyan refused.
“No matter how much old feeling there was, it was used up the moment they didn’t stop Hong Xingwang from hurling abuse.” Shang Fuyan’s gaze turned cold.
Lin Jiangye was right. The one Hong Xingwang targeted wasn’t Shang Fuyan alone—it was everyone who trusted him.
“This matter—I’ll report it properly to leadership.”
Qi Gaoyang froze for a beat, then started snorting with laughter.
What “report”? That was clearly snitching!
Let leadership charge at the front. Meanwhile, they’d work their asses off behind the scenes to crack the case and catch the killer.
When that happened, revenge and a face-slap would come on their own.
They didn’t want to slap anyone’s face either—but Hong Xingwang was outrageously arrogant. He was the one who first made Wen’an District lose face. So getting slapped hard afterward was purely self-inflicted!
After everyone else was chased away, Lin Jiangye folded his arms and stared at Shang Fuyan in confusion.
“What’s wrong?” Shang Fuyan subconsciously reached for his own face. Was there something dirty on it? Or did his stubble look ugly after staying up late?
But it was neither.
The young man looked a little angry as he demanded, “Why didn’t you refute him? I could hear him cursing from outside.”
Shang Fuyan pressed his lips together. A faint smile appeared in his eyes. He reached out and lightly patted the young man’s shoulder, speaking softly.
“Yes, yes, yes—my fault. Today, thank you for speaking up, Consultant Lin. How about I treat you to dinner later? A new restaurant just opened. I’ve eaten it in the capital before—tastes great.”
Lin Jiangye shot him an annoyed look and refused. “Forget it. Next time. Is Jiang Xin willing to come back with me or not? If he is, we can leave right now.”
The guest rooms in the villa were already cleaned and ready—he could move in anytime.
At the mention of Jiang Xin, a helpless look flashed in Shang Fuyan’s eyes, making Lin Jiangye’s heart tighten. “Don’t tell me—he refused?”
Shang Fuyan shook his head. “Not exactly. He’s just worried he’ll drag you down.” Who knew if drug traffickers would show up again?
The station might not be safe—so was Lin Jiangye’s home safe?
Lin Jiangye frowned hard. He couldn’t refute that. Even if his community had strict security, if traffickers were truly insane and stormed in with guns and ammunition, property management wouldn’t be able to stop them.
“That won’t happen. The people living there are either rich or powerful. If someone really rushed in, they’d offend a lot of people.” Shang Fuyan explained, amused and helpless.
Lin Jiangye stopped walking. Seeing no one around, he lowered his voice and asked, “Then do you know which places have the strictest management? It doesn’t have to be the newest, but it has to be big.”
He wasn’t picky about living conditions, but the property had to be spacious—so when he brought more little ones home later, he wouldn’t run out of room.
Some places couldn’t be bought with money alone—you needed connections. And Lin Jiangye’s biggest connection right now was Shang Fuyan.
Somehow, their conversation drifted from taking Jiang Xin away, to the safest residential compounds in Yue City, to the cats and dogs waiting for adoption at home.
“Speaking of adoption…” Shang Fuyan suddenly thought of a place. “There really is somewhere that suits you. It’s secluded, security is strict, and the neighbors—every household keeps one or two cats or dogs. It’ll be convenient for you to find adopters later.”
It matched everything Lin Jiangye wanted. The only issue was Shang Fuyan wasn’t sure whether there was still property available.
Lin Jiangye tilted his head at him, eyes wide and round, looking a lot like the tabby cat he kept.
“No rush. I’ll ask around first.” Shang Fuyan subconsciously patted Lin Jiangye’s head, then realized he’d crossed a line.
But Lin Jiangye didn’t seem to mind. He just hummed unhappily because he hadn’t gotten an answer yet.
Soon, they arrived in front of Jiang Xin.
Facing Jiang Xin’s hesitation and uncertainty, Lin Jiangye adopted an unusually firm stance. “Don’t worry about dragging me down. If anything, in a while, it might be me dragging you down.”
Jiang Xin looked helplessly amused, not understanding what that meant.
“You’ll understand later. For now, come with me to your rental place. Pack your clothes immediately and leave with me.”
He didn’t give Jiang Xin any chance to refuse. He stuffed the drowsy Opal straight into Jiang Xin’s arms.
“Once I make a name for myself, I’m going to be extremely busy. And I don’t really trust other people to treat the kids at home well. But you—Opal personally verified you as a good person. I trust Opal’s judgment.”
An animal’s instincts are the most accurate, and they can also distinguish subtle scents on a person.
Jiang Xin earning Opal’s approval wasn’t just about character—it was also because his cooking really was good. Later, the other cats and dogs and the crows would probably love his food too.
“This is really important! If your cooking is good enough, I’ll be able to get more small animals to help me! Speaking of which, today there was a ferret that threw away the food I offered. It was right by that small road—maybe it saw the minivan’s plate clearly! If you help, maybe it’ll be tempted!”
When the Angora ferret flung away the kibble, Lin Jiangye had watched from a corner and seen it clearly.
Faced with Lin Jiangye’s sincere invitation, the warm desire in others’ eyes, and the little crow in his arms looking at him with watery, pleading eyes, Jiang Xin could no longer bring himself to say no.
“Alright…” The man’s gentle eyes turned moist, and a long-lost smile rose to his face.
“I’ll agree.”
