Chapter 183

This is an anti-theft chapter, subscription not enough, little cutie~

But actually, even professional dog trainers who occasionally watch are amazed by Big Black's intelligence.

Ling Yue hadn't said anything yet when the returning treasure-hunting mouse leapt agilely onto the table, its paws still wet—this was the rule Ling Yue had set: since it was a pet, it must act like one, no matter how wildly it plays outside, it must clean itself up when it comes home.

Even Big Black routinely bites a mop to sweep up dog hair.

Getting off topic, the treasure-hunting mouse is now proud, and upon seeing people it eagerly reports: 'Master, I'm back. You know, I've recently done something big!'

Ling Yue shook her head; she didn't know what the treasure-hunting mouse had been up to—it had been hiding by day and active by night, still wounded, with a small butterfly bandage she had wrapped still around its neck.

The mouse proudly clenched its tiny paw: 'Hmph, I've been working hard lately—I've subdued all the rats in this part of East City! From now on, you, Master, are the woman who commands millions of mice!'

Ling Yue was left laughing and crying at its words.

Hearing the treasure-hunting mouse say it had become the boss of all East City, Ling Yue pondered: she lived in the old East City district, where she usually saw few rats, but she knew their numbers must be huge.

They know whatever humans know, and they also know what humans don't know.

As she thought, the treasure-hunting mouse also sensed the mood was off, and then noticed that the usually happy-go-lucky silly dog looked so downcast today.

The treasure-hunting mouse's eyes darted as it shouted: 'Big Black, why aren't you eating? If you don't eat, I, the great one, have eaten it all!'

Treasure-hunting mouse: 'Tsk tsk, look at how fragrant this steak is!'

Big Black ignored it, looking at Ling Yue: 'Master, are we out of money?'

Ling Yue was startled, hearing it say: 'I know it all—Master, I've eaten us poor, waa waa waa~'

The familiar sound of a boiling kettle echoed from inside the house.

Only then did Ling Yue learn the full story from the dog's mouth: today the butcher told her steak prices had risen, and Big Black overheard it, unexpectedly the sensitive dog remembered it right away.

She even thought she had eaten the household into poverty.

Ling Yue: '... Ah this.'

The dog's beef is indeed a bit pricey, because Ling Yue selects fresh steak costing several hundred per pound, but it's all for the dog's health—Big Black wants to be a police dog, and without a strong physique it can't fulfill its duty.

But the big head——

Ling Yue rubbed her nose, mainly because she herself bought a car, wiping out ten or so ten-thousands, so there really isn't much left in her card.

Just then, Xunbao Shu Duo Duo puffed out its chest proudly: 'Money? I, the great one, have plenty of money!'

Seeing the gazes of one person and one dog fall upon it, the treasure-hunting mouse lifted its head and puffed its chest: 'I, the great one, am a treasure-hunting mouse, and there's no treasure I can't discover!'

Ling Yue recalled the gold ingot it had produced earlier, her eyes flickering, but today it's already too late, so she can only let it be.

As for the treasure-hunting mouse, it was as if it had opened a chatterbox.

It often wanders around, and from the little mouse brothers it knows all sorts of gossip: which couples in the complex argue, whose night life is disharmonious, which husbands like NTR…

Ling Yue raised her hand: 'Enough!'

'What are you listening to? I have no voyeuristic desires.'

The treasure-hunting mouse didn't know what Ling Yue meant by 'voyeuristic desires,' but the clever mouse knew she didn't like gossip, and after thinking it said: 'I also know one thing—our complex is going to be demolished!'

Ling Yue's breath caught—demolition?

Since she was born, rumors of demolition in the complex have never ceased, but as she grew up, the compensation amounts kept rising, and these old complexes have fallen completely silent.

After all, land prices in Jing Shi are astronomical.

Xunbao Shu Duo Duo spoke with earnest conviction, even mimicking human tones perfectly; if it were true… Ling Yue's heart began to pound.

'Master, I also know another piece of news: the family that used to bully you, the male head seems to be getting a promotion, and he's happy, reportedly preparing for a blind date.'

Suddenly hearing news about that family, Ling Yue frowned: 'What does their blind date have to do with me?'

Ling Yue never gave this a thought, but she didn't realize that even if she didn't provoke trouble, trouble would still come knocking on its own.

After the meal, Ling Yue took Big Black for a walk; as soon as they reached the bottom of the complex, they heard gongs and drums, and Wang Da Ma's voice carried from afar—under the dim streetlights her face was flushed red.

Ling Yue hadn't even spoken when the treasure-hunting mouse, hidden in the little pet pouch, cursed: 'How did I run into her? What bad luck!'

It knew well how much its master disliked that person.

Suddenly Big Black spoke up: 'Master, she's coming toward us!'

Ling Yue lowered her brows and gaze, concealing the coldness in her eyes.

Wang Da Ma's smile froze, then she chuckled: 'Ling Yue ah, earlier it was all my fault; I'll make amends, let's just call it even.'

She quickly explained her purpose; upon hearing the words 'blind date,' Ling Yue widened her eyes in surprise, looking at the visitor.

She was utterly astonished: 'How can someone have such a thick face?'

Even the surrounding complex residents were stunned; Wang Da Ma's affair counts as a scandal in their complex—who knows their situation, seeing her son, they'd silently curse 'lame hama wanting to eat swan meat' in their hearts.

Liu Da Niang leaned on her cane and couldn't help but say: 'Wang Hua, little Yue is a top graduate from Capital University, in her prime, and now she's started her own business; if I'm not mistaken, your grandson is only in his early teens—this is illegal!'

Wang Da Ma's face turned from green to white to purple: 'Who—who said it's a grandson? It's my son.'

That sentence provoked uproarious laughter from the crowd.

Wang Da Ma couldn't possibly not understand their meaning; she immediately turned livid: 'Don't think you can refuse a toast and then drink a penalty—my son is about to be promoted, I heard you recently opened a little shop, he's from the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, you know?'

In her eyes, her precious son is the best in the world, even though he's over thirty and divorced with two kids.

'You're an orphan girl; if you don't seize your youth to find support, your life is basically over!'

The words carried a veiled threat; if someone were truly timid they might just endure it, but Ling Yue isn't like that—she suddenly tugged on Big Black's leash: 'Big Black.'

The dog barked loudly.

Big Black is no longer the skinny bony figure it once was; after eating several-hundred-yuan fresh beef, it's become muscular and sturdy, its coat glossy and oily, and when it bares its teeth, its snow-white sharp canines gleam like a polished dagger, making Wang Da Ma's legs tremble with fear.

Just now I didn't notice, but now I realize she's actually walking a big wolf-dog!

'Big Black, don't scare people.'

Ling Yue smiled warmly: 'Sorry, my dog is a bit fierce, but rest assured, I will definitely do my best to hold it back, absolutely not let it lunge at you and give you a bite.'

Wang Da Ma was bursting with anger: 'You—you dare threaten me!'

'How could that be? This is clearly good-intentioned advice.'

Ling Yue gave a cold laugh, and teamed up with the "evil dog" Big Black flawlessly: "If you don't leave, I'll just let go!"

Scared witless, she lost bladder control—she was just too overconfident, and nobody had told her Ling Yue had suddenly gotten a dog; look at that build, if it bit her, it would rip a chunk of flesh right off her!

"You, you you you're great! I'll just see what you do next!"

After spitting out harsh words, she took off running.

The surrounding crowd gathered to comfort Ling Yue: "This person's got a screw loose!"

As for Big Black, it obediently sat at its owner's feet—even Le Le could rub its head, showing none of the earlier ferocity.

Ling Yue nodded, accepting the neighbors' goodwill.

She tapped her cane: "Nonsense!"

The well-informed woman couldn't help but roll her eyes, sharing the latest news she'd heard: "Have you heard? The Wang Family is preparing to sell their house to get their son promoted!"

"Selling the house? The Wang Family is really going all out—though our old neighborhood isn't great, it could still fetch over a million."

"Tsk, that precious son of hers—being a civil servant made her ecstatic, and now that he's up for promotion, she's practically about to lose her mind!"

Ling Yue's eyes lit up as she caught a piece of gossip.

She led Big Black home, turned around, and the smile vanished from her lips; the Treasure-seeking Rat poked its head out of her bag at just the right moment: "Master, what's wrong?"

Ling Yue had never felt so eager to make money; although the neighborhood vibe was great, having someone like that around meant she was destined to never find peace.

Their repeated provocations also annoyed her, like flies buzzing by now and then, making people irritable and restless.

Combining the information she'd just received, Ling Yue curled her lips and thought of a good idea.

Just then, the Treasure-seeking Rat suddenly shouted: "Master, let's buy the Wang Family's house!"

Thanks to Ling Yue's earlier explanation, it also understood what demolition meant; Ling Yue tapped its head: "You finally get it."

"However, this still needs careful planning." Ling Yue pondered for a moment; she not only wanted to buy it, she wanted the Wang Family to beg her to buy it!

The Treasure-seeking Rat asked curiously: "Master, what are you planning to do?"

Ling Yue: "Then it's all up to you."

The Treasure-seeking Rat blinked, not understanding how it was involved; after thinking long and hard it still couldn't figure it out, but the master was full of vigor.

The next day, Ling Yue opened for business as usual.

A grim-faced customer clung to their dying dog: "Boss, my dog hasn't eaten in four or five days; the hospital checked and found nothing wrong—I really don't know what to do!"

Ling Yue looked at the plump little corgi; the dog yawned, as if just lifted from the bed, and upon seeing Ling Yue, it jolted and jumped straight down.

"Hehe, miss, hello, miss!"

"Miss, you're so pretty—can I be your simp?"

Spouting a scam act, they collapsed and couldn't get up.

The corgi grumbled: "You clueless poop-scooper, still trying to make me lose weight? No way!"

"Feeling stuffed. Yesterday I accidentally finished the dog food—about four or five catties."

The customer kept describing their pet's condition, completely unaware of Ling Yue's strange look: "It really hasn't eaten in four days?"

The customer blinked: "What's wrong?"

Ling Yue: "I think it needs to go to the hospital now."

The customer panicked: "What's wrong, boss? It won't be anything serious, will it?! Peach is my life!"

Ling Yue: "It's overeaten. If we don't operate soon, it could actually burst to death."

"Pfft—" a laugh suddenly came from the crowd; Guangtou Qiang held up his phone, facing the livestream and said: "Folks, everyone heard that, right? The boss said it'll burst to death."

He stared at Ling Yue: "The owner just said the dog had been hungry for four or five days, and in the blink of an eye you say it'll burst to death—this is too much!"

Ill-intentioned visitor.

Ling Yue looked at the customer: "If you don't believe me, go get it checked at the hospital now; if you wait, the dog will suffer."

Whether to trust a stranger or the boss, the young customer who had just seen Ling Yue's awesome display yesterday made an instant decision, scooping up the dog: "I'm going, I'm heading to the hospital right now!"

After paying, he hurried away.

Leaving the streamer Guangtou Qiang stunned, along with his livestream audience, who were actually hidden in the crowd all along, following the streamer to watch Ling Yue's consultation.

It was basically treating people like idiots.

After a five-minute consultation, the boss didn't ask a single question and just jumped to a conclusion.

What kind of Arabian Nights tale is this? The key is that the customer actually believed it!

Damn!

Guangtouqiang took one look and declared, "This is definitely a shill!"

Well, how dare you show off your skills in front of an expert!

Guangtouqiang looked fierce and imposing, his aura aggressive; people around unconsciously made way for him until he walked up to Ling Yue, smiling, and said, "Boss, I also want to consult."

He flipped his palm, and five stacks of red bills slapped onto the table.

At that moment, Guangtouqiang's livestream audience surged—some came to watch the debunking, others to fawn over his looks; riding the hot wave, although he had just started broadcasting, his numbers far surpassed before, shooting up to the top ten on the Tiger-Whale livestream popularity chart!

Guangtouqiang felt extremely pleased; he was determined to keep this popularity.

Ling Yue looked at the bills, her thick long lashes slightly lifting, and said, "What do you want to consult about?"

Zhao Lin's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide—no wonder he felt upon first meeting that Miss Ling had an extraordinary demeanor, and he pondered what complimentary words to say.

The car screeched to a halt, and a voice from the front seat came: "Boss, ahead is a narrow alley; our car is too big to get in—what should we do?"

Zhao Lin's words got stuck: "... What else can we do? Serve it cold!"

Ling Yue let out a "pfft" laugh, waved her hand, and pressed the car door: "No need, no need!"

"This is an old residential area; there are plenty of narrower roads inside, so no need for all that trouble—I can walk a few steps and be home."

Having said that, she pushed the door open in one smooth motion and stepped out, meeting Zhao Lin's hopeful gaze, and she said tactfully, "I'm not sure whether this will succeed, but if I get any news, I'll contact you."

Zhao Lin was overjoyed, but to avoid putting too much pressure on Ling Yue, he suppressed his expression and repeatedly said, "I believe you! I believe you! I believe you!"

If you ask whether he's panicking inside, he definitely is; what clues could a young girl find? The result might still be a futile effort, like drawing water with a bamboo basket. But for Zhao Lin at this moment, he has exhausted all possible methods; it's like treating a dead horse as if it were alive—maybe, just maybe, he'll encounter a miracle?

He himself hadn't even noticed; the hope and anticipation in his eyes shone as brightly as a 500-watt light bulb.

Ling Yue walked all the way home, passing by the old houses scattered around like a spider's web, varying in quality and size; her home was in one of several adjacent old residential areas, actually in terms of construction age, it was the youngest, and the condition of the residential area was not bad. ，，，.