Cannon-Fodder Female Supporting Character Swaps Bodies with Her Cold Husband

Chapter 87: Puppy

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the end, the emcee still adhered to the principle of ‘fairness, fairness, and openness’ and tactfully rejected Mo Yu’s request for everyone to help count and let her complete it alone.

Mo Yu could only count the tokens one by one herself. When she got up to 32, Mo Yu stopped. She really did not want to untie all the knotted strings, so she looked at the emcee. “Now, 1 have 32.1 have the most of them in the venue. It’s fine if 1 don’t untie the rest, right?”

The emcee really could not dissuade Mo Yu. In addition, he thought that this group of rich children who had participated in the game should not have rested well yesterday, so he agreed to this request.

Therefore, Mo Yu happily obtained two villas and a sports car.

The final award was given by Gu Lian. He watched as Mo Yu jogged to his side and could not wait to receive the gifts. He suddenly thought of a puppy he had raised in the past.

Gu Lian’s puppy was a golden retriever. Every time it was time for dinner, the golden retriever would run over happily. Its wet nose would rub against Gu Lian’s palm to find food.

Then, year after year, the puppy became an old dog and died of old age when Gu Lian was 18 years old.

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Gu Lian vaguely remembered that it was a snowy day. He was sitting on the sofa reading a book. The old dog lay beside him and rubbed his palm with its nose again. That pair of forever gentle eyes looked at his master who had accompanied him for thirteen years and closed forever.

Gu Lian buried the dog in the courtyard and sprinkled a layer of daisy seeds on it.

The next summer, the seeds germinated and grew golden flowers. Every time a wind blew, the flowers would sway gently. If Gu Lian was beside the flowers, he would reach out to touch the soft petals of the flowers. At that time, Gu Lian felt that he could still touch that docile golden retriever.

Later on, Gu Lian entered the company and changed from a young master to President Gu. The daisies bloomed every year, and their seeds fell to the ground again. Next year, new flowers would bloom.

Gu Lian had never raised a puppy again.

“Hubby, what are you thinking about? It’s time to give the award.” Mo Yu waited happily beside Gu Lian for a long time, but Gu Lian still did not give her the prize. Mo Yu could not wait anymore and could not help but squat down and whisper in Gu Lian’s ear.

Gu Lian finally came back to his senses. He turned around and met Mo Yu’s smiling eyes.

Gu Lian was distracted for a moment. Mo Yu seemed to slowly overlap with the puppy in his memory. Gu Lian could not help but raise his hand and rub Mo Yu’s head.

“Little puppy,” Gu Lian said softly. He did not expect Mo Yu to hear or understand. He just suddenly missed his little puppy very much.

To his surprise, Mo Yu only tilted her head in confusion at his actions. When she heard him say puppy, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue cooperatively.

“Woof.”

The two people on the stage inexplicably played role-playing. The audience below the stage also felt that the two of them were too sweet.

[President Gu stroked her head! ]

[The head stroke! I’m dead!]

[A real couple is the best! ]

Gu Lian quickly adjusted his emotions. He smiled and took the car key from the assistant’s hand, placing it in Mo Yu’s palm.

“Congratulations!”

Mo Yu always felt that the thing in her hand really belonged to her. She only relaxed when she got the car keys. Then, she smiled until her eyes curved. She looked at Gu Lian as if she had seen the God of Fortune.

“Hubby, I love you so much! If there are more events, I’ll participate too!”

“What you love are my money and presents, right?”

Gu Lian exposed her thoughts without hesitation, but Mo Yu only stuck out her tongue at him and did not answer.

After the event ended successfully, everyone was either happy, sad, or angry. Among them, Second Young Master Tang, who had gained nothing, was the most depressed.

If he hadn’t found a shelter, he wouldn’t have felt the heartache of losing his house. If he had gotten the Lamborghini later on, he would have felt a little comforted. However, he had nothing. He had been busy surviving for a day and night, but in the end, he only got a bunch of memes of his face that were circulating online.

Second Young Master Tang felt that there was nothing in this world that could make him happy unless he got a house that belonged to him.

“Brother Tang, wait!” Just as Second Young Master Tang was about to leave, Mo Yu stopped him.

“Are you here to laugh at me?” Second Young Master Tang looked at Mo Yu coldly. He really could not think of anything else besides this.

“That’s not right!” Mo Yu smiled and placed a key in Second Young Master Tang’s palm.

“The house belongs to you.. One is enough for me!”

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