After school, Si Yiyan's assistant Gu Yuehan took Wen Xinya to Lishan Manor. Since Si Yiyan came back, she had not gone to her grandfather to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting for a long time, but fortunately her grandfather did not say anything about it, but just told her not to fall behind in her studies and that she would be tested in the future.
Wen Xinya gently pushed open the door of the study and walked in quietly. Si Yiyan was holding a video conference. When he saw her come in, he made a gesture to her and continued the meeting.
Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan's long-standing tacit understanding made her immediately understand what he meant, that he needed a while and let her do as she pleased.
Wen Xinya picked up an ancient book at random, lay on the sofa and flipped through it casually, but her eyes could never stay fixed on the book. They always couldn't help but drift towards the person sitting at the desk, exuding an air of being the only one in charge of the world, as if Mount Tai could collapse in the blink of an eye, and the walls and oars could be reduced to ashes while she was talking and laughing.
All I could hear was E language, spoken in his clear and elegant voice. E language always gives people a sense of refinement, and people who speak E language give people the illusion of being decisive, fierce and strong, because E language has strong stress changes, and the stress is prolonged with a hint of unquestionable decisiveness.
Wen Xinya became lost in thought as she watched and listened.
As I thought about it, I felt that I was a little infatuated, so I put down the ancient book in my hand and turned to leave the study.
Wen Xinya was strolling around the manor casually when she suddenly heard a dog barking not far away. Her heart was in a panic and she subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.
A 75cm tall brown-red purebred Tibetan Mastiff was lying quietly on the ground, looking at her fiercely, with its head held high, arrogantly, and domineeringly. Its bronze and stone body looked like a lion but not a lion, a tiger but not a tiger, and was extremely ferocious, with drooping eyes, lips, and mouth, looking very, very ferocious...
Wen Xinya's face turned pale, and she felt a chill creeping up her back. She subconsciously took a step back...
"Grind!" The Tibetan Mastiff suddenly raised its head and made a sound of baring its teeth at Wen Xinya. Then its long and sharp teeth, which were as developed as daggers, were exposed, reflecting a fierce light in the sunlight.
The low voice was very heavy, and it seemed to penetrate her eardrums all at once, shaking her soul. Wen Xinya was so scared that her body kept shaking, her legs were trembling, and she said with trembling lips: "Don't... don't come over, I didn't mean to disturb you, I... I'll leave right away!"
The Tibetan Mastiff stood up gracefully!
“Ah! Ah…” Wen Xinya was so frightened by the Tibetan Mastiff’s action that her whole body froze, and she rushed out uncontrollably like an arrow.
“Woof…” The Tibetan Mastiff barked at Wen Xinya fiercely, then spread out its four legs and chased after her.
"Don't... don't come over here!" Wen Xinya ran while looking back and found that the Tibetan Mastiff was always chasing after her, always three or four steps away from her. She was so scared that she quickly quickened her pace.
Thus, such a magical scene appeared in Lishan Manor: a Tibetan mastiff chased Wen Xinya, barking at her from time to time, but Wen Xinya ran desperately as if the one following her was not a dog, but a man-eating wolf. No... In fact, the ferocity of the Tibetan mastiff is no less than that of a wolf.
Si Yiyan ended the video call, heard the noise outside, and came over.
"Ah... Si Yiyan, help me!" Wen Xinya screamed continuously, her face as pale as a piece of paper. When she saw Si Yiyan, she ran towards him as if she had seen a savior.
At this moment, the Tibetan Mastiff following behind her leaped up on its front legs and rushed towards her...
"Stop!" Si Yiyan's face looked a little ugly, and he quickly made a gesture towards the Tibetan Mastiff.
The Tibetan wolf obediently stopped, lay down and crawled not far from them.
The danger was over. Wen Xinya's legs softened and she slid to the ground, breathing heavily with her mouth open. Her chest rose and fell, and her pale face turned red with a faint cyanosis.
Her appearance frightened Si Yiyan. He quickly walked over, half-knelt beside her and asked in a low voice: "Xinya, what's wrong with you? Did the queen bully you?"
Wen Xinya's chest felt like it was burning from the intense running. Every time she breathed in and out, her chest ached. Thinking of the scene just now, Wen Xinya's mouth pursed and she started to cry like a child.
"Xinya, don't cry. The Queen is just playful and teasing you on purpose. It doesn't mean to hurt you." Si Yiyan had never seen her cry so miserably. Hearing her crying at this moment, he suddenly felt at a loss.
"Si Yiyan, you bastard, why did you bring a dog to the manor? I will never come here again... wuuuuuu..." She cried and scolded Si Yiyan, while her hands were not idle, hitting, scratching and pinching Si Yiyan's chest.
"Don't be afraid, the queen is just joking with you, she won't hurt you." Si Yiyan then realized that she was afraid of dogs. He let her throw a tantrum on him, but he kept patting her back to comfort her.
"You are lying. He clearly bares his teeth at me, chases me all over the manor, and barks at me fiercely." Wen Xinya was unyielding, acting like an unreasonable child.
Si Yiyan explained to her seriously: "It bared its teeth to say hello to you, it chased you to show that it liked you and wanted to play with you, and it barked at you to show that it was happy and would not hurt you. Otherwise, with your short legs, how could you possibly outrun the queen
"But it looks scary! It looks very ferocious." Wen Xinya's expression finally turned serious. She clutched Si Yiyan's shirt tightly with her little hands, fearing that if she let go, the Tibetan Mastiff not far away would pounce on her.
"Claire is actually a very gentle Tibetan Mastiff, but she looks rather ferocious." Si Yiyan lowered his head and looked at Wen Xinya, whose eyelashes were still stained with tears and a crystal clear teardrop on her lower eyelashes. She looked like the fragile and pitiful Little Red Riding Hood, with a childishness that was not often seen in her daily life.
Wen Xinya was still shaking, her lips trembling as she spoke: "I heard that Tibetan mastiffs are as ferocious as wolves, and with their canine teeth, their maximum bite force can reach 300 kilograms. They are very good at attacking and fighting, and they will first attack your neck with a fatal blow."
Si Yiyan gently touched her head and patted her back: "The Queen is a professionally trained dog and will not attack people at will. Besides, you are a guest in the manor, so the Queen will naturally not hurt you."
"Really?" Wen Xinya was still a little unconvinced, and glanced at the Tibetan Mastiff not far away out of the corner of her eye.