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As the wild dog was about to chase her, she stumbled and fell on the steps in a flurry. Without having time to feel the pain, she hurriedly got up, leaned against the door, and urgently knocked on it: "Pei Haochuan! I, I have something important to discuss! Please open the door!"

Pei Haochuan glanced at the small crayfish that he was unable to eat, and the frustration he felt earlier vanished without a trace upon seeing her tearful expression. He rubbed his nose, seemingly unaccustomed to explaining himself to others, and awkwardly said: "I was conducting an experiment and didn't hear you. Please stop crying."

Qian Mengmeng, upon hearing Pei Haochuan's cold voice, shrank back slightly and replied with a hint of guilt: "It's just... gloves."

Qian Mengmeng, holding the kitchen gloves that were looked down upon by others, remained silent for a moment. She then stood up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and indignantly said: "Aren't they just plastic gloves? I can just go to the city center and buy some for you."

She shrugged and stopped thinking too much, then raised her hand to press the doorbell. The cheerful doorbell rang with a "ding ding dong" sound. After a while, footsteps gradually approached from behind the door. Pei Haochuan, dressed in a white coat, opened the door. Upon seeing Qian Mengmeng, he raised his hand to check the time on his watch, nodded, and said, "You are early"

A cool breeze with a hint of chill swept through the night, causing her to shiver. Tightening her clothes, she had just walked from the villa area to the tree-lined road when she suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes. She paused her steps, looking over in confusion, but could not discern anything, only seeing a dark expanse.

Qian Mengmeng paused her actions and turned her head to gaze at the plastic gloves used for washing dishes in the kitchen

Qian Mengmeng thought that her explanation had convinced him, but when she suddenly looked up, she saw that he still had a cold expression on his face, clearly being sarcastic. She quickly averted her gaze, pressed her lips together, and, with a hint of grievance, admitted, "I didn't find it."

What does the final gaze mean? Is it disappointment towards her?

No way, no way, no way... It can't be a dog, as that is the animal she fears the most

Pei Haochuan coughed twice, shook his damp hands, and looked at Qian Mengmeng, who had fallen to the ground in relief. He initially intended to mock her a bit, but the words did not come out. He picked up a tissue to wipe his hands and casually asked her: "Troublesome girl, even the wild dogs were scared away by the lightning. There is no danger anymore, why are you still crying?"

Qian Mengmeng arrived in front of a small villa under the night sky. She glanced at the address recorded on her phone and then looked up to confirm the house number hanging on the security door, revealing an indescribable expression. This area of small villas is a well-known affluent district in City A. Although Qian Mengmeng had passed by here while working in the past, she felt that she had no connection to the wealthy, so she often hurried past this villa with just a glance and had never imagined that Pei Haochuan actually lived here.

Pei Haochuan frowned, disdainfully picked up the kitchen gloves, stared for a long time, and said displeasedly: "What is this thing you brought me?"

"Disposable gloves?" Dad scratched his head and took out a soft pink plastic glove from a small compartment in the closet, asking, "Will this work? It seems I have used up all the disposable gloves at home"

Although she wanted to categorize this scenario as a "deception of the wind," her mind inappropriately conjured up many images from horror films, making even the slightest rustle of the grass tense her up. She stood frozen in place, biting her lip, contemplating whether to muster the courage to explore a little. Suddenly, a piercing "howl" shattered the night, directly penetrating her eardrum, instantly causing a cold sweat to break out on her back. She stood frozen in place, biting her lip, contemplating whether to muster the courage to explore a little. Suddenly, a piercing "howl" shattered the night, directly penetrating her eardrum, instantly causing a cold sweat to break out on her back.

What happened?

She tightened her grip on the kitchen gloves in her hands, intending to adopt a diplomatic approach before resorting to force. Carefully and cautiously, she said: "Um, could you please not chase me or follow me? Let's coexist peacefully. Next time you come, I will buy you a sausage to eat, how does that sound?"

Although she was aware that working as a personal errand runner for Pei Haochuan would not be easy, she did not expect him to present her with such a significant challenge right from the start. In City A, due to her frequent part-time jobs, she had basically been to all the various places, and she knew that the only convenience stores open at 1 AM were located in the city center. However, it would take at least two hours to get from her home to the city center and then from the city center to Pei Haochuan's house. Qian Mengmeng recalled Pei Haochuan's stipulation that "the required items must be delivered within half an hour," and she felt that this task was somewhat difficult.

The anti-theft door emitted a dull "thud, thud" sound, but it was not as loud as the roar of the wild dog. Qian Mengmeng pressed her back tightly against the door, wishing she could embed herself into it, her eyes filled with panic and vigilance as she watched the wild dog, which was only ten steps away and slowly approaching her. Her mind was blank, and with a voice tinged with tears, she weakly said, "I, I tell you, my family behind me is very powerful! If I get hurt in front of their door, they definitely won't let you go! While, while there is still a chance, you should leave quickly..."

The attention of the wild dog was indeed drawn away by the kitchen glove, as it howled, "Aowu Aowu," and ran into the bushes. Qian Mengmeng had not yet had the chance to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw it emerge from the bushes, clutching the kitchen glove in its mouth, viciously and violently tearing at the glove, reducing it to shreds in no time, leaving her no moment to catch her breath.

Just as Qian Mengmeng had just fallen into a dream, she was abruptly awakened by this sound. With sleepy eyes, she yawned and reached back to grab her phone, answering the call: "Hello? Who is this? It's the middle of the night..."

A thunderous roar echoed from the horizon, a flash of white lightning streaked across the night, and a torrential rain poured down without warning

"Conducting an experiment." Pei Haochuan suppressed a cough, covering his mouth, and replied succinctly, showing no intention to elaborate. Leaning against the door frame, he extended his hand and asked, "Where are the gloves I requested?"

Pei Haochuan looked out at the pouring rain, then turned to her and said flatly: "Apart from providing you shelter for the night, everything else is negotiable"

Qian Mengmeng was so frightened that her legs felt a bit weak. She instinctively looked around, only to find the main road eerily quiet, with not a single person in sight. The only thing illuminating the surroundings was the faint glimmer of lights from Pei Haochuan's small villa not far away. She had just been driven out by Pei Haochuan and was harboring a surge of anger, certainly not wanting to seek his help. But what should she do now

Qian Mengmeng stared at her phone in astonishment, and after a long while, she finally reacted, incredulously repeating: "Crayfish? At this late hour, he wants me to find one hundred pairs of disposable gloves for him? Why doesn't he just ask me to rob a bank?"

How can there be stray dogs in such a wealthy neighborhood

"Gloves?" Pei Haochuan raised an eyebrow, suppressing his anger, and set aside the unopened plastic gloves. He calmly asked, "What did I ask you to bring? And what have you brought? Do you expect me to use this to eat crayfish?"

The wild dog stared at her intently, its gaze unwavering, clearly not intending to accept her bribe

Qian Mengmeng buried her head in the crook of her arm and, after a while, asked in a muffled voice: "If I don't cry, can I ask you for a favor?"

Qian Mengmeng resignedly jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen, turning on the flashlight to look for any remaining plastic gloves. As she rummaged through the cabinets, a sudden flash caught her eye, and the room was abruptly illuminated. Qian's father's puzzled voice came from nearby: "Mengmeng? What are you doing?"

Qian Mengmeng sat on the cream-colored carpet, hugging her knees, and said with a sense of grievance: "I knocked for so long, thinking you were still angry and unwilling to open the door for me"

Pei Haochuan looked at Qian Mengmeng as if he had long anticipated her unreliability, quietly observing her. He then sighed, threw the gloves back to her, and with a dismissive remark, "You can go back now," he slammed the door shut right in front of her.

Pei Haochuan

Qian Mengmeng anxiously waited for an entire afternoon while holding her phone, yet she did not receive any instructions from Pei Haochuan, as if the transaction was merely a daydream of hers. Aside from sending her the address of the house and his phone number once, Pei Haochuan remained silent, as if he did not exist at all. However, at one o'clock in the deep night, the phone placed on the bedside table suddenly vibrated with a "buzzing" sound, spinning around on the table.

"Oh, here it is." Qian Mengmeng handed him the unopened kitchen gloves from her arms, glancing at him nervously.

She also did not know why she had never had a close relationship with animals since childhood, especially with dogs. When she was little, while playing at her relatives' house in the countryside, she almost lost her life when a dog chased her, had it not been for her father being there. Since then, she would almost always avoid dogs whenever she saw them, never expecting to encounter one in such an open space where there was nowhere to escape.

However, since he can afford to pay her an annual fee of 50,000 specifically to have someone run errands for him, it can be assumed that his family background is not lacking in wealth.

She moved her stiff eyes and looked at Pei Haochuan, who had brought her inside, and whimpered his name: "Pei Haochuan ... ... "

The chance of running to the main road to seek help from others was truly slim. Qian Mengmeng was terrified that she too would become a victim of it, and regardless of what had happened before, she hurriedly ran towards Pei Haochuan's villa. Amidst the urging of the low growls of "ao ao," she looked at the villa not far away and for the first time realized that it was not just money that could provide a sense of security.

His voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over Qian Mengmeng's head, shocking her into immediate clarity. Qian Mengmeng moved her phone away from her ear to confirm the number, and then cautiously asked, "Is there something wrong at this late hour?"

Plastic gloves ... ... sounds good. Qian Mengmeng swallowed hard at the smell of crayfish wafting in from inside the door and explained with a forced smile, "The plastic gloves are thick, wearing them to peel crayfish won't hurt your hands, won't seep oil, and you don't have to change them frequently ... ... "

She did not raise her head, turned off the flashlight, and continued searching, "I am checking if there are any disposable gloves at home."

"Immediately buy one hundred pairs of disposable gloves and send them to my house," Pei Haochuan said succinctly. "I want to eat crayfish." After saying this, he paid no attention to Qian Mengmeng's reaction and hung up the phone, leaving only a series of busy tones.

Then there is only this one method left

Qian Mengmeng's brain had not yet reacted when she felt a warm touch on her eyes. Her wrist was gently grasped by someone, and as it was pulled inward, a crisp "click" sound was heard. She slowly opened her dry eyes and looked over, the restless night swirling around her, and in the blink of an eye, the world transformed before her.

Should I thank you for thinking of me

She just wants to stay overnight

Qian Mengmeng raised her head to look at the overcast sky, the air was much more humid than usual, as if it was about to rain. She recalled that her late mother had once been a young lady of wealth, and that she herself had lived a life of affluence before the age of five, but that memory was too vague, and she found it impossible to sigh over the past.

However difficult it may be, one must find a way, for who made her sign this contract

Qian Mengmeng gritted her teeth, looked at the object in her hand with a pained expression, bent down slightly, and gently waved it in front of the wild dog. Then, she put all her strength into her arm and threw it out forcefully. The pink glove traced a beautifully curved parabola, making a "pa" sound as it fell into the grass, awaiting its fate.

Qian Mengmeng stared blankly at the closed door while holding the gloves. After a long while, she finally reacted, angrily throwing the gloves onto the ground. After throwing them, she felt distressed and picked them up, brushing off the dust. Sitting on the steps, she muttered in a pitiful tone: "Do you look down on kitchen gloves? Kitchen gloves have many uses too... It’s already late at night with hardly any shops open, and yet you expect them to be delivered immediately. It’s quite impressive that I could even find kitchen gloves."

Qian Mengmeng looked at him in surprise, noticing his white coat that could only be seen in a hospital, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you wearing this at home?"

Qian Mengmeng was on the verge of tears, anxiously swallowing her saliva, as if the scene had been frozen like a movie. Slowly, she turned her head away. Just ten steps away from her, a large dog, half her height, crouched low to the ground, glaring at her with a predatory gaze. Its throat emitted a menacing low growl, and even the claws extending from its paws glimmered with a cold light under the silver moon.

As her voice trailed off, she suddenly felt a loosening behind her, and a light gradually spread from behind, illuminating the path ahead.

They are all gloves, the only difference between rubber gloves and plastic gloves is one character ...? ... It should be acceptable, right?