Chapter 284: Signs That Someone Had Been Inside
Chapter 284: Chapter 284: Signs That Someone Had Been Inside
Maisy saw the comments and quickly said, "Don’t worry, everyone. I’m not pregnant, my period is just late."
"It’s for the best that you’re not pregnant." Renee Jennings’s expression grew serious. "Your boyfriend’s parents thought you were pregnant and had no choice, which is why they suddenly tried to lowball the bride price."
Maisy pressed her lips together, anger showing on her youthful, round face. "How could they do that?"
[The point is your boyfriend actually went along with it...]
[Sis, get out of there now!]
[With a calculating family like that, even if you were pregnant, you should get an abortion and run for your life!!!]
[Exactly!]
Renee Jennings glanced at the comments and asked softly, "Maisy, what are you thinking?"
"I..." A flicker of hesitation and conflict crossed Maisy’s eyes. "To be honest, it’s hard to just give up on this relationship. We’ve been through so much, from college to long-distance, overcoming all sorts of hurdles just to be able to do simple things like eat, sleep, and watch shows together every day."
[Sis, don’t you dare go soft!]
[If your boyfriend valued this relationship even half as much as you do, he never would’ve agreed with his mom.]
[Sigh, girls are just more sentimental. Not like those scumbag guys, they’re all so damn practical.]
Maisy’s eyes reddened as tears welled up, glistening like pearls. She lowered her gaze, her heart feeling as if it were stuffed with damp cotton. Every breath was a dull ache, pressing down on her to the point of suffocation.
After a moment, she spoke in a low voice. "It’s true. If he really valued me, he wouldn’t have said that. His actions showed me that, in his eyes, our relationship isn’t even worth a hundred thousand yuan."
[Sigh, I feel so bad for Maisy.]
[Be strong, sis. Say goodbye to anyone who doesn’t value you.]
[Trust me, a woman destined for happiness doesn’t enter a miserable home. Marrying into a family like that will only lead to endless frustration.]
[If you can’t decide on your own, you should ask your parents for advice.]
Renee Jennings understood Maisy’s hesitation and said gently, "Maisy, you’ve seen everyone’s advice. They’re all telling you to think carefully, but only you truly know all the little moments you’ve shared with your boyfriend."
"Renee, I understand what you mean," Maisy said gratefully. "Thank you. And thanks to all the girls in the stream who were worried about me."
"Don’t mention it." A faint smile played on Renee Jennings’s lips.
[So what’s the plan, Maisy?]
[Are you breaking up or not?]
[Once you’ve made up your mind, remember to tell us in the group chat~ You can tell us either way~]
"Okay, I will," Maisy nodded, her expression serious. "I’ll have a serious talk with my boyfriend when he gets home from work. If he has a good attitude, I’ll think about it some more."
"Alright." Renee Jennings’s lips curved into a small smile as she looked at her with sincere eyes. "I hope you find happiness, Maisy."
After Maisy logged off, she sent a "Shining Firework" gift.
Renee Jennings glanced at the time. It was already past eleven at night.
She raised her eyebrows and smilingly proposed to her audience, "I haven’t showered yet. How about I take one more call and then sign off for the night, sound good?"
[No way, unless I’m the next one you connect with!]
[Nope, just stream again after your shower!]
"Let’s just get to the call then," Renee Jennings said, having expected this reaction. "I’ll just sneak offline in a bit."
"Tinyfin" connected to the stream. A girl with short hair, wearing a black bucket hat and a black face mask, appeared on the split screen.
She seemed to be sitting in a car. She waved a greeting. "Hi Renee, I can’t really show my face right now. Is it okay if I stay on camera like this?"
"Hi, Tinyfin." Renee Jennings waved at the camera as well. "Of course, whatever you’re comfortable with."
"Thanks." Tinyfin breathed a quiet sigh of relief. "Renee, there’s something I need your help with."
Renee Jennings gave a slight nod. "Alright, go ahead and tell me."
"I just got home and... I think I found signs that someone’s been inside my place." Tinyfin’s voice trembled, betraying her fear. "It freaked me out. I happened to be watching your stream, so I just grabbed my pet hamster and rushed out. I can’t believe I actually got through to you."
[So, does this mean the reason I can never get through is because I’m not in any danger?]
[If that’s the case, I don’t think I want to get through anymore...]
Renee Jennings: "..."
She watched the comments, pressing her lips together in exasperation. "Hey, don’t say that. You make me sound like some kind of jinx."
[No, no, no, Renee, you’re a goddess of luck! Meeting you turns disaster into fortune!]
[You’re clearly a good omen/rose]
"Hmph," Renee Jennings huffed. "I’ll settle the score with you all later. For now, let’s help Tinyfin solve her problem."
Tinyfin was cupping an adorably dopey-looking Syrian Hamster in her hands.
Seeing that Renee Jennings was looking her way, Tinyfin quickly made the introduction. "Renee, this is my pet hamster. His name is Gungun."
[So cute!]
[The pets of both girls who called in today are so adorable.]
Gungun chittered, "CHITTER CHITTER... What’s going on? What’s happening? I wanna go home!"
"Hello, Gungun. I’m Renee. Can you tell me why you’re in such a hurry to get home?" Renee Jennings asked, gazing gently at the Syrian Hamster in Tinyfin’s palm.
"Huh? How can you understand me?" Gungun stared with its tiny, bean-like black eyes, looking in astonishment at the human on the phone screen.
"That’s a secret." Renee Jennings arched an eyebrow. "Tell me, cute little Gungun, do you know your owner’s name?"
"Even if you call me cute, I’m not telling you," Gungun said warily. "Jean told me not to talk to strangers."
A smile spread across Renee Jennings’s face. "I see. Your owner’s name is Jean."
A look of shock immediately appeared on Gungun’s fluffy little face. "How did you know?!"
"Secret." Renee Jennings fought the urge to reach through the screen and poke the Syrian Hamster’s head. "Before Jean came home just now, did anyone enter the house?"
Gungun stared at her for a long moment before replying, "That’s a secret."
Renee Jennings: "..."
’This little guy is so cute.’
"How about we trade secrets?"
"We can trade secrets?"
"We can. You tell me if anyone went into Jean’s house just now, and I’ll tell you one of my secrets."
Gungun blinked its bean-like black eyes. "I guess that could work."
Renee Jennings: "So, did anyone go to Jean’s house earlier?"
"CHITTER CHITTER..." Gungun started chattering away.
The two hundred thousand viewers stared intently at the Syrian Hamster on the screen, as if they, just like Renee Jennings, could understand every word it was saying.
"Okay, now it’s your turn to share your secret," Gungun said, its fluffy little face filled with anticipation.
"Alright." A smile danced in Renee Jennings’s eyes as she began to spin a tale with a perfectly straight face. "My secret is... I’m actually a hamster, too."
Gungun’s eyes went wide again, as if it had just heard the most earth-shattering secret. "Is that for real?"
Renee Jennings’s face was the picture of sincerity. "For real."
"Oh my gosh!" Gungun shrieked. "How did you turn into a human? That’s so amazing! You’re a role muddle! A real role muddle!"