Was Moontrace a Husky?

Chen Siyao smiled at the camera. "Thank you, Professor Li! Thank you to the Archaeological Research Institute and the Writers Association! Thank you all for your support!"

[I Am Ying Zheng: Keep streaming, Yaoyao! Ignore those trolls!]

In Yang Feifan's rented apartment.

He ended the call and hurled his phone onto the bed.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

He paced back and forth across the room like a caged beast.

With the authorities backing her, he had lost. Completely.

His follower count was dropping, his stream's popularity was dropping, and the chat was full of mockery.

He refused to accept it.

Why?

Why did she get to be so lucky?

Why did she get to find a place like that?

Why did she get to have such an awesome brother?

He would make her pay!

He sat back down at his computer and started going through recordings of Chen Siyao's earlier streams.

He watched frame by frame, searching every detail.

Then he saw it.

During the stream on the day the Gu Diao was slain, Chen Siyao's camera had briefly caught a wolf cub.

They had taken that wolf cub away afterward.

Keeping a pet?

Keeping a wolf?

Yang Feifan's eyes lit up.

He quickly took a screenshot and began researching.

The Wildlife Protection Law of Huaxia expressly prohibited individuals from keeping wildlife under special state protection.

Wolves were Class II nationally protected animals.

He smiled.

So I can't beat you by exposing you as a fraud?

Then I'll try another way.

He picked up his phone and dialed 110.

"Hello, I'd like to report something. Someone in Treasure Sky City, Pengcheng, is keeping a Class II nationally protected animal—a wolf."

After hanging up, Yang Feifan's lips curled into a vicious smile.

"Chen Siyao, if you won't let me live in peace, I won't let you have any either! Keeping a wolf illegally will land you in plenty of trouble!"

On the top floor of Treasure Sky City.

Chen Siyao was chatting with her viewers when the doorbell suddenly rang.

She paused and tilted her head. "Who is it? Is Qingqing back already?"

Startled, she walked to the door and checked the video intercom, then froze!

Several uniformed patrol officers stood outside, along with two animal specialists in white coats carrying toolboxes. And she actually knew the woman at the front!

Song Xinxue! Xue?

Her heart suddenly tightened.

"Who's here, Yaoyao?" Chen Hao's voice came from the second floor.

Chen Siyao turned and saw Chen Hao coming down the stairs.

"Bro, there are police officers..."

Chen Hao walked to the entrance and opened the door.

An officer showed his identification. "Hello, Miss Chen Siyao. We received a report that you're illegally keeping a wild animal—a Wolf Cub—in your home. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Chen Siyao's face went pale.

Wildlife!

Moontrace!

She instinctively looked at the wolf cub lying on the rug, and her heart sank.

I'm doomed, doomed, doomed!

Moontrace is a wolf! A wild animal!

What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?

She turned frantically toward Chen Hao, her eyes full of panic.

Yet Chen Hao remained perfectly calm, the corners of his lips even lifting slightly.

"Please come in." He stepped aside.

The officers and the uniformed woman entered, followed by the middle-aged man wearing glasses.

"Xue?"

Song Xinxue was the sales manager who had sold them the apartment. With her oval face, large eyes, and smart uniform, she exuded a brisk, confident air.

She paused when she saw Chen Siyao, then smiled. "Yaoyao, we meet again."

Before Chen Siyao could process it, the officer had already begun his work. "Do you keep any pets at home?"

Chen Hao pointed at Moontrace on the rug. "Just this one."

The officer walked over, crouched down to look, and frowned. "Is this... a wolf?"

At that moment, Moontrace, curled up on the rug, showed not a trace of an immortal wolf's imposing presence.

Gray, black, and white fur, a goofy, adorable face, short little legs, and drooping ears—Moontrace looked exactly like an utterly adorable husky puppy!

The animal specialist entered the living room and headed straight toward the main area. When he saw the "husky" on the floor, clutching a toy and happily gnawing away, he paused too.

Chen Siyao's heart rose into her throat.

The middle-aged specialist in glasses crouched down as well and examined Moontrace closely. A little nervous with so many people staring, Moontrace huddled closer to Chen Hao's feet.

The middle-aged man reached out to stroke Moontrace's fur, inspected the eyes, ears, and mouth, then stood up and told the officer, "It's not a wolf. It's a husky."

The officer asked, "A husky?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded. "Although it's a Siberian Husky, it is indeed a domestic dog, not a wild animal. Its coat, build, and facial features all differ noticeably from a wolf's.

"Look at its eyes—wolves have yellow eyes with round pupils, whereas huskies can have blue or brown eyes with oval pupils. This dog has ice-blue eyes, a typical husky trait."

The officer leaned closer to inspect them. Sure enough, Moontrace's eyes were a beautiful ice blue, completely unlike a wolf's.

Chen Siyao was dumbfounded.

A husky?

Moontrace was clearly a wolf! I carried Moontrace away from the Wolf King myself! How did Moontrace suddenly become a husky?

She instinctively looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao's expression remained calm, with even a faint hint of a smile.

I get it.

My brother must have done something.

The middle-aged man added, "Its temperament isn't like a wolf's either. When I touched it just now, it only huddled closer to its owner without showing any aggression. A wolf, especially a wild one, would already have bared its teeth in that situation."

The officer nodded, stood up, and addressed Chen Hao and Chen Siyao. "Sorry for disturbing you. Someone reported that you were keeping a wild animal, so we were just conducting a routine check. Someone maliciously filed a false report. We'll reprimand them and explain the consequences."

"No problem," Chen Hao said mildly.

The officer smiled and headed out with the middle-aged man.

Once the officers and animal specialists had left, Chen Siyao immediately crouched down, poked the husky's head, and turned toward Chen Hao with a curious look. "Bro! What's going on? How did Moontrace turn into a husky?"

Chen Hao spread his hands, looking innocent. "What Wolf Cub? I have no idea what you're talking about. All we have is a husky that specializes in wrecking the house."

"Bro, you're getting more mischievous by the day."

Only then did Chen Siyao remember Song Xinxue standing nearby. She asked curiously, "Xue, how come you... weren't you working at the sales office? How did you become a property concierge?"

Song Xinxue blushed slightly and explained, "I just transferred to the Butler Department of the property management company. Today is my first day. This report happened to come in, so I came along."

"Running into something like this on your very first day? What a coincidence." Chen Siyao laughed.

Song Xinxue glanced at Chen Hao, then lowered her eyes. "Yes, quite a coincidence."

Something suddenly occurred to Chen Siyao, and her eyes lit up. "Xue, doesn't sales pay more?"

Song Xinxue fell silent for a second, then said softly, "In sales... clients kept harassing me. Some would attach all sorts of conditions to buying an apartment, openly or through hints. It was exhausting. I'd wanted to transfer for ages, and the Butler Department happened to need someone, so I applied."

Chen Siyao nodded in understanding. Although she was young, she knew about some of the industry's unspoken rules.

Still, she felt that Song Xinxue's explanation was only the surface reason.

Because Chen Siyao had clearly caught the way she had just looked at Chen Hao—that wasn't how someone looked at an ordinary client.

Chen Siyao's inner gossip instantly sprang to life.

She leaned closer and asked with a grin, "Xue, does that mean you'll be our personal concierge from now on? We can come to you for anything?"

Song Xinxue nodded. "Yes, I'm available twenty-four hours a day. Contact me whenever you need anything."