Chapter 317: Xueqiu’s Older Brother, Xuebing
Jiang Yuan looked at Dong Dong in the split screen and asked in confusion, “Dong Dong, do you know the reason?”
Dong Dong: “A Shan said her stepmother isn’t her biological mother and doesn’t like her. A Shan thinks her stepmother is crazy for whatever she does.”
“Is her stepmother good to her?” Jiang Yuan asked.
Xiao San Jin heard her ask Dong Dong and frowned, scolding, “Why are you asking it? What can a cat understand?”
Dong Dong nodded its fluffy head at Jiang Yuan on the phone, “She’s very good! But A Shan isn’t good to her stepmother. She’s always fierce with her stepmother. Her husband told her not to be like that, but A Shan didn’t listen, and even said if her husband liked her stepmother.”
“So that’s how it is.” Jiang Yuan’s impression of Xiao San Jin worsened. Her tone was indifferent, “Never mind, let’s end the connection here.”
“Why?” Xiao San Jin’s face looked unpleasant, her voice laced with anger, “Jiang Yuan, what kind of attitude is that?”
Jiang Yuan’s porcelain white face was expressionless, “I’m disconnecting. Goodbye.”
The tip of her finger lightly tapped the screen, ending the connection with Xiao San Jin.
【 This Xiao San Jin is like she’s crazy. Her stepmother and husband seem so pitiful 】
【 If she cooks her husband’s favorite dishes, she thinks they’re having an affair. Then what will she say if she doesn’t cook his favorite dishes? 】
【 There are so many weird people in this world 】
【 It’s good that Yuan Yuan disconnected. Talking to someone like that for another second is disrespecting life 】
【 Streamer, are you crazy? 】
Xiao San Jin started spewing bullet comments and scolding. Jiang Yuan immediately blocked her.
She drank some tea to clear her mood. After about a minute, she smiled and said, “Okay, now let’s connect with our fourth audience member.”
“Paofujiang” was successfully connected. A girl with bangs and shoulder-length curly hair appeared in the split screen, her big eyes lively and beautiful.
Jiang Yuan’s lips curved slightly, her voice smiling, “Paofujiang, you are so lovely.”
“Really?” Paofujiang was very happy, “Thank you Yuan Yuan for the praise. You are so beautiful.”
After a round of mutual compliments, Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow and said, “You seem to have something troubling you. Can I help?”
“You noticed.” Paofujiang sighed, her voice laced with distress, “There is indeed something I need your help with.”
Jiang Yuan nodded, “Okay, tell me about it.”
Paofujiang frowned, a look of deep worry appearing on her face, “I think my dog has been swapped.”
【 Huh? The dog was swapped? 】
【 Could it be that they got the wrong dog? 】
Paofujiang continued, “I was on a business trip for forty days recently. I often asked my husband to send me pictures of the dog at home. But after I returned from my trip, the dog wasn’t affectionate with me anymore.”
Her voice paused, and she spoke with a tremor, “At first, I thought it was because I was gone for too long, and the dog was unfamiliar with me. But after a few days together, I felt increasingly strange. I feel like it might not be my original dog.”
Paofujiang looked at her solemnly, “Yuan Yuan, I want to ask you to help me ask the dog.”
“Okay.” Jiang Yuan agreed, “Where is the dog?”
“It’s in the living room.” Paofujiang, wearing pajamas, stood up from her dressing table and said in a low voice, “It used to follow me everywhere, but now it doesn’t do that anymore.”
She walked to the living room and flipped the camera.
On the black piano-key sofa, a fluffy, snow-white figure lay there, a lazy Bichon Frise tilting its head and playfully biting a toy.
“Xueqiu,” Paofujiang called out.
After about a few seconds, the Bichon Frise slowly turned its head to look at her, then quickly looked away.
“Xueqiu.” Paofujiang sat on the sofa and reached out to touch it, but the Bichon Frise immediately dodged away.
Paofujiang’s face was suddenly filled with hurt, “It won’t even let me touch it. I really suspect it’s not my Xueqiu… Xueqiu never treated me like this.”
Jiang Yuan heard the Bichon Frise bark “Woof woof woof.”
It said, “I’m not your Xueqiu!”
Jiang Yuan blinked, a bit of curiosity arising in her heart. She asked softly, “Then who are you?”
The Bichon Frise froze. Its round eyes stared at the phone in Paofujiang’s hand. “Eh? The person inside understands my language?”
Jiang Yuan: “Paofujiang, hand the phone screen to it.”
Paofujiang quickly did as she was told.
Jiang Yuan and the Bichon Frise looked at each other through the screen. She said slowly, “You just said you’re not Xueqiu. Then who are you, and why are you at Paofujiang’s house?”
【 So it’s really not Paofujiang’s dog? 】
【 Oh my god, could it have been switched? 】
The Bichon Frise stopped playing with its toy and stared curiously at Jiang Yuan on the screen. “Wow, you human are so powerful, you can actually understand our language.”
Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows slightly, her smile deepening. “You still haven’t answered my question.”
Bichon Frise: “Say the question again, I forgot.”
Jiang Yuan repeated the previous question.
The Bichon Frise then answered, “My name is Xuebing. I am Xueqiu’s older brother. The reason I’m here is because Xueqiu got sick, so its owner brought me back.”
Jiang Yuan frowned and quickly asked, “Xueqiu is sick? Is it serious?”
Hearing this, Paofujiang’s face instantly became anxious and uneasy. “What’s wrong with Xueqiu?”
Xuebing said, “I don’t know if Xueqiu is seriously ill. I only know that its male owner, afraid of making the female owner sad, brought me home and treated me as Xueqiu.”
Jiang Yuan translated Xuebing’s words, and the audience in the live stream room also became very worried.
【 Could it be that Xueqiu is already gone… 】
【 The male owner is thoughtful, specially finding a dog to replace it 】
【 But Xuebing is not Xueqiu after all 】
Paofujiang’s eyes reddened, and she choked up, “I’ll call my husband now. He’s still working overtime.”
She minimized the live stream and dialed a speed dial.
The call was quickly picked up. The man spoke in a low voice, “Xiao Fu, I’ll be a while before I get off work. There’s a bug in a program. What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it back for you.”
Hearing this, Paofujiang tried hard to suppress her anxiety and pretended to be calm, “I don’t want anything to eat. Be careful on your way back. Goodbye.”
Paofujiang sniffled and was about to return to the live stream when her husband called again.
She answered the phone, and the man’s concerned voice came from the earpiece, “Xiao Fu, are you crying?”
“I’m not crying.” Paofujiang didn’t admit it, worried about affecting his work overtime.
“Something is definitely wrong.” Her husband’s tone was certain, “I’m coming back now.”
“No need!” Paofujiang took a deep breath. “I just wanted to ask you something.”
“What is it?”
“Is Xueqiu sick?”
“…” There was a moment of silence on the other end before he said with a smile, “Silly, what are you thinking about? Xueqiu is fine.”
“It’s not Xueqiu.” Paofujiang’s voice was tinged with sobbing. “The dog at home now is Xueqiu’s older brother, named Xuebing, right? Husband, tell me the truth, what’s wrong with Xueqiu?”
