Besides these people, Chen Zhou's attention also focused a bit more on the tool shed Ronald had mentioned.
The sound of the lawn mower interfered with his hearing, but he was still able to pick up faint signs of activity coming from inside the shed, suggesting that the Brian family was not as straightforward as they appeared.
Having already reached a conclusion, Chen Zhou worked hard to put on a polite but stiff smile, and waved to Brian in the distance.
Brian was having his afternoon tea and didn't notice a guest had arrived right away.
The bulldog resting at his feet was far more sensitive. As soon as Chen Zhou stood at the doorstep, the dog immediately opened its eyes.
By the time Chen Zhou waved, the dog could no longer suppress its urge to guard the house, sprang up, raced down the steps, and barked ferociously at Chen Zhou at the door.
Yet as Chen Zhou's gaze landed on the dog, it surprisingly shut its mouth and began to retreat on its own.
