Renee Jennings looked at Spicy on the screen and asked quizzically, "In what way is the Golden Chinchilla acting out?"
Spicy answered, "Mimi gets really agitated. She’ll bare her teeth, slap at my phone, and bite my pant cuffs. It’s all just very strange."
Renee Jennings raised an eyebrow. "Is Mimi with you now?"
"She is." Spicy called out, "Mimi, come here."
"Meow~ Coming~" Chubby Mimi waddled over on her short little legs and arrived at Spicy’s feet.
Spicy bent down, scooped the furball into her arms, and said, "Mimi, why don’t you tell the lady on the screen why you get so agitated every time I video chat with Mia’s mom?"
"MEOW? Mia’s mom?" Mimi’s chubby, furry little face looked thoughtful for a moment. Then, her brow furrowed, and she began to meow unhappily.
Renee Jennings pursed her lips, listening intently as the cat spoke, her slender eyebrows slowly knitting together.
Spicy’s eyes widened, and she stared nervously at Renee Jennings.
"MEOW! And that’s what happened!" Mimi finished, her chubby little face filled with solemnity.
Seeing that Mimi had stopped talking, Spicy finally spoke up. "Ms. Jennings, what did Mimi say? What’s going on?"
Renee Jennings’s delicate features grew grave. "Chilli, your best friend has a Golden Chinchilla and a boyfriend, right?"
"Yes, my best friend’s Golden Chinchilla is named Mia. She and Mimi are sisters from the same litter," Spicy confirmed, then asked in confusion, "Did Mimi mention my best friend’s boyfriend?"
"She did." Renee Jennings nodded and explained, "The reason Mimi gets so agitated every time you video chat with your best friend is that she can hear Mia talking."
"Huh?" Spicy blinked. "Mimi gets agitated when she hears Mia? That’s a little strange. The two of them usually get along so well."
Renee Jennings said softly, "Mia is asking Mimi for help."
[A cat asking another cat for help? Is Mia’s owner in danger?]
[Don’t tell me the boyfriend is trying to kill her best friend?]
[Based on my experience watching these streams, the cat must have discovered the boyfriend’s true colors!]
Spicy read the bullet comments and grew tense. "Ms. Jennings, is my best friend in danger?"
Renee Jennings said, "Mia told me your best friend’s boyfriend is a con artist. He’s only dating her to trick her into going abroad."
[Don’t tell me it’s what I think it is! Tricking her to go abroad... to sell her for cash?]
[Damn, a scheme like that is impossible to guard against!]
Spicy’s brow tightened as she said uneasily, "My best friend is actually planning a trip abroad with her boyfriend..."
[Oh my god, you have to talk your friend out of it!]
[Your best friend is so unlucky, yet so lucky.]
[How long have they been dating?]
"A little over six months," Spicy replied, then asked nervously, "Ms. Jennings, how did Mia figure out there was something wrong with my friend’s boyfriend?"
Renee Jennings said slowly, "Mia overheard him on the phone. He said that in half a month, he’s taking Tina to Marland. Once she’s in a foreign country where she’s completely helpless, he’ll be able to easily pocket two hundred thousand."
Spicy’s expression turned ugly, and she gritted her teeth. "That’s despicable! Making money in such a heartless way! I’m going to tell my friend right now to break up with him immediately!"
"Chilli, wait a second." Renee Jennings understood her desperate urge to save her friend but still offered a reminder. "Your friend might not believe you. You should try to talk to her face-to-face in a safe place. Don’t bring this up over the phone or you might tip him off."
Renee Jennings thought for a moment, then added, "Chilli, I have a bit of advice. Is it okay if I send you a private message?"
"Yes, of course!" Spicy quickly agreed. "Thank you, Ms. Jennings! It’s so nice of you to offer advice!"
Not wanting to hold up the queue for others, Spicy said, "Ms. Jennings, I’ll log off now. Let’s talk via private message."
Renee Jennings nodded. "Sounds good."
"Alright then, goodbye, Ms. Jennings! Goodbye, everyone in the stream!" With that, Spicy disconnected from the call.
The next second, a fantastical gift animation blossomed on the public screen.
"Thank you, Chilli, for the Dream Carriage," Renee Jennings said, then announced softly, "Let’s move on to the next caller."
The connection with "Demon King Conway" was successful.
On the split screen, a woman with shoulder-length curly hair appeared, dressed in dusty pink silk pajamas. The gilded liquor cabinet and crystal chandelier behind her hinted at a life of luxury and opulence.
"Hello, my most admired Host Jennings," Demon King Conway said with a smile.
A smile touched Renee Jennings’s lips. "Hello to you too, the lovely Demon King Conway. What can I help you with?"
"As a matter of fact, there is." A hint of exasperation crossed Demon King Conway’s face. "I have a Border Collie, but he’s suddenly stopped eating and drinking. I took him to the vet for a check-up, and the results came back completely normal. But no matter what kind of gourmet food I try to make for him, it doesn’t work."
She paused and sighed before continuing, "Sometimes he’s willing to eat, but he only takes a few bites. I’m at my wits’ end, which is why I’ve come to you for help."
[If there’s nothing wrong physically, then it must be a psychological issue.]
[Maybe he’s in love and wants to go on a diet, hahaha.]
Demon King Conway’s Border Collie was right beside her, and hearing her words, it started barking out its complaints.
"WOOF WOOF WOOF! What nonsense are you spouting? Isn’t it your fault that I’m like this?"
"You horrible human! Isn’t one perfect canine like me enough for you? You actually want to get *another* dog?"
"I will make you regret this!"
"Hmph! I’m deliberately not eating or drinking. I’m going to starve myself to get revenge on you, you faithless human!"
Renee Jennings raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in her eyes. "Mr. Canine, if you’re planning to starve yourself to death, why do you still eat a little bit sometimes?"
The Border Collie, who was sitting by the coffee table, jumped in fright when it heard Renee Jennings speak. ’Huh? Someone can actually understand what I’m saying!’
[Host, what’s the Border Collie saying? All I hear is non-stop barking.]
[Keywords: Starve himself to death.]
[Is this doggy depressed?]
Demon King Conway asked in surprise, "Host Jennings, is Friday saying he’s going to starve himself to death?"
Friday was the Border Collie’s name.
"Yes," Renee Jennings chuckled. "Demon King Conway, did you happen to mention to a friend that you were thinking of getting a second dog?"
Demon King Conway nodded, a look of curiosity on her face. "How did you know? Did Friday tell you?"
"Mm-hmm," Renee Jennings nodded and explained, "Friday isn’t depressed. He just got angry when he heard you were thinking of getting a second dog, so he decided to starve himself to make you regret it."
Demon King Conway: "..."
[Wow, what a "smart" doggy.]
[I’m dying laughing, hahaha!]
[What a jealous doggy!]
Hearing Renee Jennings reveal all his thoughts to his owner, Friday actually felt a little secretly pleased.