Sun Shouping glanced at the dogs, all three of which stared back at him with the same expression.
He then looked at the winter melon sugar in the bag, white with a hint of pale green like willow buds covered in snow.
Finally, he let out a long sigh and opened the bag:
"Come on, eat! One stick for each dog, eat it all up! Did I come here today to wash away my shame? I've clearly just added several more layers to it!"
He spoke bitterly.
Meanwhile, in the neglected live stream, a few comments sporadically appeared, hardly noticeable—
[Is this really the Princess?]
[How can the Princess be in such good shape?]
[It's been less than a month, hasn't it? Where are the other dogs?]
[You said you'd frequently let them appear on the live stream, but we've been waiting for so long, spending thousands of dollars, just to see them once!]
[Why is there nobody around! Come out and talk! You don't even read the private messages!]
