Pet King

In this world, there was no love without reason, and there was no high salary without reason.

Zhou Jing had retreated countless times. She was woken up by hunger in the middle of the night countless times. She had decided to give up this job countless times after waking up in the morning, but in the end, she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

She used her own salary to pay for her school fees, living expenses, and other miscellaneous expenses, as well as a small amount of bursaries and scholarships. She even had the spare energy to supplement the family's economy. She didn't dare to raise her salary too high to her parents, as that would arouse their suspicion. She only raised the amount of the bursary and scholarship.

The family's economic conditions began to slowly recover. Her father's work experience showed its effect on the development of the small company, and the salary increased. Her mother also made some handicrafts from her hometown in her spare time and sold them online. She could sell a few of them every three to five days, which was a sum of income. All these made Zhou Jing more determined. As long as they could survive until they graduated from college, their family could usher in a new beginning.

All girls loved beauty. No matter if they were as beautiful as Immortals or ordinary passersby, they all had a heart that loved beauty.

She soaked in the high-salinity seawater every day, and her skin and hair had become very bad. Her hair was yellow and split, and her skin was red and peeling. However, she could not use shower gel, body lotion, hair conditioner, and other skin care products because these skin care products might affect the health of marine creatures. Those big guys might not be affected, but there were many slender and weak species in the water.

She had to get up before dawn for a morning run. For breakfast, she only had an Apple, a banana, and a box of skimmed milk. Then, she had to work in the aquarium. After work, she had to go back to school. Work was her priority. After class, she had to go to the gym for strength training ... There were two happiest moments of the day: lunch and sleep. The former was the only time of the day that she could eat full, and the latter was because she wouldn't feel hungry when she fell asleep.

She had endured all these, but loneliness was the most unbearable.

She studied alone in San Francisco, and her parents were in other cities. Although they could often video chat, a video was just a video and could not replace daily contact, and Abby ... Abby was not suitable for daily communication, nor was she suitable to be a close friend.

As for her boyfriend ... Would there be any man who would like such a skinny body?

There was once a male student who had expressed interest in her, but he was scared away when he saw her legs and arms, thinking that she was a drug addict.

After she developed the habit of running in the morning, she often ran around San Francisco, looking for a suitable running route.

Once, she ran past the Golden Gate Bridge and saw that the bridge was half-hidden in the fog, like a Fairyland.

She was staring at it in a daze when she suddenly felt a slight panting sound behind her, as if something was following her.

It was early in the morning before the sun rose, and it was still dark, but because she often ran into morning joggers, she thought it wasn't dangerous.

Could it be ... That the stubbled vagrant was following behind them and plotting something?

The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. She was panicking and short of breath. Her already empty stomach was churning with gastric acid, and she was almost about to collapse.

Later, she mustered up her courage and quickly glanced behind her, planning to scream for help if she saw a homeless man.

There were no homeless people behind her, only an orange Pomeranian following her.

It turned out that she had unknowingly run into the area of Isabelle's point.

Isabelle point was located on the coast of San Francisco, overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge. It used to be a wasteland full of wandering homeless people who quietly traded illegal drugs and other unspeakable activities. Later, some dog owners took their dogs for a walk here. As the number of dogs increased, and there were even big dogs with scary sizes, the criminals didn't dare to stay there and were forced to move. This was the contribution of dogs to the city of San Francisco.

As time went by, the reputation of Isabelle's spot had spread far and wide. It had now become the best pet park in the United States, but it was mainly for pet dogs to play in the park. All the facilities in the park, including cafés, were open to pets, so that pets could enjoy the same treatment as their owners.

This Pomeranian might have been lost with its owner, or it might have been abandoned by its owner. Its owner might have hoped that the dog owners in the park would pick it up and bring it home, so he left it here.

Somehow, it seemed to like Zhou Jing very much. It kept running behind her. Even if she waved it away, it didn't stop.

Zhou Jing didn't plan to have a pet at all at that time, and before that, she preferred cats. However, the cat's cold personality probably couldn't help her get rid of loneliness, and it was impossible for it to accompany her for a morning run.

Still in shock, she couldn't run anymore. She sat on the grass panting and kept shaking the sweat from the scare. It also stuck out its tongue and rested at the side, looking very obedient and cute.

This was the first time she had the idea of having a dog. If she had a dog following her for a morning run, she wouldn't be afraid of being followed by homeless people without knowing it, right?

Did this dog have an owner?

She wasn't sure. Maybe it had just lost its master, or maybe master would come to find it soon.

She tried to take it home and made some notices to put up in Isabelle's shop, asking the dog's owner to contact her, but no stranger called her for a few days.

In the past few days, it had already treated the apartment she rented as its home. As long as she was at home, no matter where she went, it would follow her closely.

Zhou Jing bought dog food. She had to limit her diet, but seeing it eat happily, she also felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, as if it had eaten her share for her.

After making sure that no one would come to find this Pomeranian, she named it "butter" according to its fur color. Ever since she started dieting, butter, a high-fat and high-calorie food, had become something she particularly desired but didn't dare to eat. Even in her dreams, she could dream of soft and fragrant butter bread, but often she would wake up with only dog fur ...

With butter, part of her spirit was entrusted. Just like Abby always showed photos of her son, she also showed photos of butter. She ran in the morning with it, did housework with it, played with it, and read books with it. Her life became more fulfilling, and her endurance became higher. If she did not grit her teeth and continue to play the role of a mermaid, she would not be able to afford butter, and it would lose its owner again.

As time passed, Zhou Jing's College credits had been more than half completed. The dawn of victory appeared in front of her. The bitter days were finally coming to an end, but at least for now, she could not lose this job. For her family, for herself, and for butter.

She had persevered for so long, and it wasn't the first time she had gone into the water during her period, so she thought she could make it this time as well.