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At that time, most of the phones were flat or overturned. The newest touch screen was only newly released, and this touch screen was different from today's one. At that time, one would have to use a fingernail or a special touch pen to activate it. Plus, the 2G network was very slow, so they rarely used their phones to browse the internet for information. On the web, they mostly used computers.

My cell phone is a normal cover machine, very small is the type of girls like, but at the same time, other than calling to send the message, but also listen to music, there is no such thing as watching movies, checking Weibo, etc. Therefore, to contact Da Niu right now was basically just making a phone call. After all, there was a lot of work to do and there was no time to log onto the Internet Cafe.

Right now, my job is to be a bath assistant for dogs, but that's only limited to bathing. I can't prune anything at all. My hands are shaking as I hold the scissors. I had to spend a lot of time swinging the scissors every day. Sister Fu said that I could only bathe now and practice using scissors for at least a month before I could practice using them physically.

"Trimming here is different from other places. The higher the price, the better the service. "All of the Beauticians here are from Baojie Hall. You have to put in more effort when you're only halfway there to learn these things. Wing your scissors for a month first before you think about it." Sister Fu looked at me with unfriendly eyes, but she still wore a gentle smile on her face.

I just chuckled and didn't say anything else. Since elder sister Fu didn't like me, she would naturally find me some things and obstacles. I wouldn't be angry over such small matters, but just working hard to learn these things. Baozi House in this city was a representation of the beauty of pets. Baozi House was a school that specialized in teaching beauty of pets. The skills of the students that they had learned were indeed very good, so the price was naturally very high, but the owners of the dogs were willing to give this price.

Other than taking a bath every day, I basically just swing my scissors. I have to be fast and steady. If I can't cut it out then not only will I look ugly, but I can also hurt my dog. The Beautician, on the other hand, would rather cut her own hand than harm the pet. Serving the pet was actually serving the owner of the pet. The owner had to let the owner see the dog's perfect side so that the owner would be satisfied with the Beautician's skills.

She only pitied Little Fatty. Ever since Little Fatty came with me, she had almost always spent her days in a cage. I didn't have much time to rest during the day, so I could only put Little Fatty in the cage. Little Fatty was a very active person. Even if it was in the cage, she wouldn't be able to stop it from running away. ShShehadn't seen it take a peaceful rest ever since she started and started working. He would either wander around the cage, whining from time to time, or play with his own rice bowl, clinking it with her teeth, or use her own long mouth to stick into the bubbling basin. Only when I go over to pet it, it will obediently squat in the corner of the cage, let me caress it, only that poor little eyes have been begging me to let it out.

It was as if Yan Ruize had disappeared. It had been a few days since he gave me the key, and he didn't see anyone. He neither went home to sleep nor came to work. I was curious about his whereabouts, but I didn't intend to ask anyone about his whereabouts. If I'm not here, then I'm not. If it's not better this way, then my activities will be even more efficient. Unfortunately, I don't have the password for his computer, otherwise, it would be much more comfortable.

It was already 10 o'clock, but I still planned to go to the Internet Cafe to check out the situation on the web.

He took out his ID and asked for a computer. However, he seemed to be afraid of my dog and cautiously asked, "Miss, your dog won't bite, right?"

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's very gentle. It won't bite anyone."

The plane that I wanted was in the corner and there was no one on either side. I placed Little Fatty to one side and put on her collar, while attaching the other side of the table to the foot. After I turned on the computer, I quickly found a web page on the music industry. It was a real music industry site called Mountain Country. The screen was very small and fresh, simple and unadorned, but the information was very detailed. I looked around and saw the blue lettering on the far left — the real buckle farm experience.

I went in to take a look. In front of me was a brief description of the game on the buckle farm, and the prices of some things, written in great detail, sliding down the wall. It was a true picture of the guests on the buckle farm. It was a beautiful picture, and I think the person taking it was a professional, or else it wouldn't have been so beautiful.

I smiled and nodded. Yes, the prospects are getting better and better. At this thought, I felt a little more at ease.

He was very happy to be home at night and even bought some midnight snacks to eat, just that he couldn't share them with Little Fatty. Because dogs would lose their fur when they eat salty things, Little Fatty always ate dog food. However, this dog food was much more expensive than the things he ate. After placing Little Fatty in his cage, he happily went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When he came out, he immediately saw Yan Ruize who was sitting on the chair and smoking. Yan Ruize squinted his eyes and looked forward, but did not say a word. Seeing me come out of the bathroom, he glanced at me and asked, "Can you massage?"

I nodded. "A little. I learned a little from friends before."

Yan Ruize pointed to his shoulder and did not say anymore. The space between Yan Ruize's fingers that was holding onto the cigarette had a yellow mark, his eyes were completely bloodshot, and he looked extremely sinister and terrifying.

I walked over and carefully massaged Yan Ruize's shoulders. He wondered if Yan Ruize had not slept for the past few days. His entire person looked exhausted, but his eyes were filled with hostility. I didn't know if something had happened to him in the past few days that wasn't easy to resolve. I didn't dare to ask and could only try my best to reduce the feeling of my existence so that I wouldn't be in trouble.

Just as I was thinking about that, Yan Ruize suddenly wrapped me up with his hands, scaring me to the point where I struggled and fell back. When I saw the ground approaching, my first thought was that it was too ugly to die like this, and at that moment a large hand lifted me from my back.

In the next second, Yan Ruize's long leg had already kicked open the bedroom door. I saw that the situation wasn't right. Ever since I recovered from my injuries, I never entered this bedroom again. It definitely isn't a good thing to come in now. Before I could finish, I was thrown onto the bed. It was as if Yan Ruize never knew what gentleness was and had always treated me like an object.

In the next moment, the smoky Yan Ruize is already pressing down on me. I like the smell of smoke, but I hate the smell of smoke in this situation. The man in front of me had gone crazy, and all I could see was his bloodshot eyes and violent face. I felt like he was going to tear me apart. I screamed in fear, "NO!" Yan Ruize, wait, don't! "

Yan Ruize undid his own buttons, and coldly looked at me. "You're just a female dog of mine, you don't have the right to speak."

I had no strength to fight back. I didn't have the strength to clamor anymore. All that remained was a strong sense of fear. I wonder if I will just die like this, and tomorrow, will I be the second Linglong? Instantly, I started to struggle, trying to escape Yan Ruize's imprisonment. Yan Ruize like this was too scary, they didn't know what was going on in his head at all. All they could see was an ice-cold gaze. I'm going to die, but I don't want to!

"Yan Ruize, calm down! You're just venting your displeasure. If you say it out loud, we'll think of something together, alright? " I blocked his attacking hand and shouted loudly.

A slap across my cheek, leaving only a burning pain, forcing my tears out. I felt my gums ache, and there was even a bloody taste in my mouth. I heard Yan Ruize's words, "I am venting my anger, you have no right to rebel."

At this moment, all the strength in my body was completely gone. My mind was completely blank, I didn't know when it would be.

I can't see through Yan Ruize at all, and this person is too cruel. I can't use my normal mind to guess his intentions. And I, to him, was just a mistress bought at a high price, playing when she wanted to, squeezing out my labor when she didn't want to, making the money more worthwhile. I, in my world is all, in other people's world is just a bunch of meaningless numbers. I didn't want to be the slave of money and desire, but both forced me to become the ghost of their men.