```
Even the best explanations and public relations are no match for facts laid out before one's eyes.
Scrolling through the phone, the afternoon had arrived before she knew it.
The rain had stopped, though the sky remained shrouded in mist.
Da Yuan couldn't contain its energetic genes.
It wanted to go outside.
Hannah thought for a moment, casually threw on a coat, and went out to walk the dog herself.
The servant stood at the door, handing her the dog leash along with a set of tools for picking up after the dog.
Beneath the surface, the servant seemed a bit concerned, asking, "Are you sure you don't need someone to accompany you?"
Hannah pulled the hood of her coat up, her long hair spilling onto her shoulders, framing her small, delicate face, making her look both innocent and harmless.
She shook her head, "No need. If Arnold happens to come back later, just tell him I've taken Da Yuan out for a walk."
The servant nodded and saw her out, "Take care on your way."