HLM – Chapter 179 Your Wife and Daughter Are Very Beautiful

Upon learning that Wang Bo wanted her help dressing up Zhuang Ding, Eva was momentarily stunned but quickly agreed, “OK, no problem, leave it to me.”

Wang Bo asked worriedly, “Do you have experience with this?”

Eva shrugged casually and pulled forward Dale, who had been staring with wide eyes full of curiosity behind her. “Look, I’m very experienced. I dress up this little dog every day.”

Dale puffed out her chubby cheeks in indignation and protested, “I’m not a little dog!”

“Then can you dress and groom yourself from now on?”

“No… You better just treat me as a little dog.” The little girl suddenly became dejected.

Dressing up Zhuang Ding wasn’t difficult. Eva found a pretty white bowtie and fastened it around his neck. She then borrowed a small white vest designed for dogs from a friend, and finally sprinkled some glitter onto Zhuang Ding’s golden fur. That was all.

It seemed simple, but the effect was fantastic—Zhuang Ding instantly transformed from a country mutt into a nouveau riche dog.

Wang Bo examined his beloved dog and couldn’t stop grinning: this fellow, sprinkled with gold glitter, looked like it was glowing under the sunlight.

Zhuang Ding, dull as ever, accepted the dress-up process without resistance. When it was over, Wang Bo dragged him to the mirror. Upon seeing the dog inside, Zhuang Ding first craned its neck, then suddenly jumped back half a step and began barking furiously: “Woof woof woof!”

Eva held him and reassured, “OK, OK, handsome boy, that’s you—don’t bite.”

A few of the young princes happily bounded over, jumping and playfully trying to tear the white vest off of Zhuang Ding. Meanwhile, the Queen tilted her head curiously. After watching for a while, she slowly waddled over to Eva and gazed at her with expectation.

“Little lady, do you want to be dressed up too?” Eva covered her mouth and chuckled, “No need. Honestly, it’s uncomfortable.”

It was true. Wearing a little vest made Zhuang Ding, who was used to the wild, quite impatient. When the princes came to tug at his clothes, he quickly lay down to let them pull at it.

Wang Bo was startled and quickly pulled him up, scolding, “That’s borrowed clothing, understand? If it gets torn, I’ll have to give you away as compensation.”

Zhuang Ding immediately arched his body to keep the little dogs from biting him. He then licked the back of Wang Bo’s hand flatteringly, as if saying, Zhuang Ding is very obedient, please don’t give Zhuang Ding away.

Just then, a freckle-faced young woman knocked and entered the dressing room. Smiling, she said, “Mr. Mayor, the royal representatives have arrived. They’re on their way over now. Is it a good time for a meeting?”

Wang Bo replied, “Uh, yeah, I think so. Everything’s OK here.”

After the girl left, Eva said, “Are you sure it’s appropriate? Look, the Queen and the kids are still here. How about I take them away? I’m sure the nobles wouldn’t want unrelated people and dogs around.”

She had a point—Eva had a strong sense of the bigger picture. But Wang Bo felt bad doing that, and besides, the Queen wasn’t willing to leave his side just then.

So he stopped Eva and said, “It’s fine. They’re just dropping by for a look. No need to avoid them. If they mind, I’ll just take Zhuang Ding and leave.”

Soon, a group of six men in black suits arrived at the dressing room. When they opened the door and saw the room full of frolicking dogs, the burly man leading them frowned and asked, “Why are there so many dogs here?”

Wang Bo shrugged, “Oh, they’re all search-and-rescue dogs. They helped out during the earthquake.”

These men were here to ensure safety. After conducting a thorough check and confirming everything was secure, they stayed behind—each one keeping an eye on a dog.

The lead man spoke into his earpiece, reporting that all was well. Then, a group of people streamed in one after another, and the dressing room, which had felt spacious, suddenly became crowded.

Wang Bo didn’t recognize many of them, except for Prime Minister Lawrence, Governor Pick, Mayor Huta Sack, and Sheriff Smith.

At the very back of the group was someone even more familiar—Charlie. Wang Bo only noticed him at the end.

Charlie gave Wang Bo a shrug, as if to say, There’s no place for me to talk here.

The group surrounding the center were focused on two young individuals. The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six, with shiny golden hair. Her looks were average and her figure slightly chubby, but her aura was elegant, and her every gesture was pleasing to the eye.

Accompanying her was a tall young man, around the same age as Wang Bo. He had a strong build, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and though his face was ordinary and freckled, his stride was steady and confident—like someone who had served in the military.

No doubt, the woman was the royal princess Eugenie. As for the man, Wang Bo didn’t recognize him.

Sir Pick did the introductions, and as expected, the lady was Princess Eugenie, and the young man beside her was a noble named Hugo Lancaster.

Both sides had already read each other’s profiles. Wang Bo shook hands with Hugo and then greeted Princess Eugenie with a hand kiss. Then it was Zhuang Ding’s turn.

Hugo smilingly extended his hand to Zhuang Ding, who raised a large paw with great seriousness—this didn’t even require training. When Princess Eugenie offered her hand afterward, Zhuang Ding mimicked Wang Bo and lightly touched it with his mouth, keeping his tongue inside.

Seeing this, everyone in the room smiled. A good pet can always lighten the mood.

Eugenie and Zhuang Ding took a few photos together. Later, Hugo turned to Wang Bo and said, “Mr. Mayor, your companion is a wonderful fellow. I really wish I had a fluffy friend like that too.”

Wang Bo beamed with pride, but before he could reply, Hugo looked toward Eva and Dale, adding, “Likewise, you have a very outstanding wife and a wonderful daughter. They’re both very beautiful.”

Hearing this, Eva burst out laughing. Wang Bo blinked, and Dale shouted, “I’m not his daughter! I’m Dale Kim, this is my older sister—”

“Oh, then Mayor Wang is your brother-in-law?”

“Well…” Dale was just about to deny it when Wang Bo quickly cut her off, whispering, “Be polite, dear. Remember your manners in front of a gentleman. Go keep the Queen company, she’s feeling lonely.”

Hugo’s misunderstanding actually worked in Wang Bo’s favor. And he couldn’t blame him either—though Eva stood a little apart from him, she had been tending to Zhuang Ding earlier, which in New Zealand was typically the role of the lady of the house.

As for Dale, she was a mixed-race child—half white, half East Asian—but her features leaned more toward Asian. So it was perfectly reasonable for people to assume she was Wang Bo and Eva’s daughter.

Princess Eugenie and her group didn’t stay long in the dressing room. After the brief introductions, they left to prepare for the upcoming ceremony.

Hugo, clearly a dog lover, looked over before leaving at the Queen still calmly seated in the corner and praised, “That’s a fine dog—knightly Rottweiler. Mayor Wang, we should be friends.”

Wang Bo was more than happy to oblige. Hugo Lancaster gave off a great impression—high status, but low-key and emotionally intelligent. The perfect kind of person to befriend.