After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 137 Fire on Top, Green Flames

Jiang Yuan: [This is Xiao Lan's identity information. Can you find out where she is now?]

Si Heng quickly replied: 【Okay, I'll arrange it.】

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: 【Thank you!】

She put down her phone, stretched, and got up to wash up.

When it was time for lunch, Jiang Dashan bought some braised food and talked about wild game while eating.

“I asked a colleague, and he gave me a phone number, saying to contact this person if I wanted to eat wild game.” Jiang Dashan pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. “The phone number is on it.”

"Dad, you're really reliable." Jiang Yuan gave him a thumbs up.

After finishing her meal, she sent the number on the note to Si Heng: 【I heard that you can contact this number if you want to eat wild game, do you want to give it a try?】

Si Heng: [I'll arrange it.]

Jiang Yuan didn't reply again, and sat cross-legged on the sofa to check her private messages.

Blueberry snuggled up to her and nuzzled her with its fluffy head. "Yuan Yuan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yuan lowered her eyes to look at it, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Did you need something from me?"

Blueberry nodded frankly and meowed, "I want to watch TV."

Jiang Yuan blinked. "What do you want to see?"

Blueberry: "I want to see Ultraman fight monsters."

Jiang Yuan: "...Why would you want to see this?"

Blueberry: "Mom showed this to us yesterday, and it's pretty good!"

Jiang Yuan pouted, feeling a little helpless, but still ordered Ultraman for them to watch.

Several furry friends sat in a row on the sofa, even the Brazilian turtles in the terrarium seemed to be watching with great interest.

Jiang Yuan watched them for a while, then got up and went to the balcony to see if the food she had prepared for the birds had been eaten. If it had, she would add some more.

She added grain to the bird feeder and noticed a bird flying over.

"Yuan Yuan, you're home!" The little sparrow folded its wings and landed on the balcony railing. "That old hag brought a white-haired male home. Do you want to go see him?"

Jiang Yuan paused for a few seconds, then her eyes lit up. "Yes, I definitely want to see it."

She went back to the living room, grabbed her phone, and made a call to Jiang Dashan, "Dad, send me Wang Hui's phone number."

"Why did you ask for his phone number?" Jiang Dashan thought his daughter had been acting strangely these past few days.

Jiang Yuan: "His house caught fire, so I called him to let him know."

"Ah!" Jiang Dashan was startled. "How serious is the fire?"

Jiang Yuan: "Is it serious? Send me the number quickly."

"Okay, okay, I'll send it right away." Jiang Dashan hung up the phone and quickly sent Wang Hui's number to Jiang Yuan.

His colleague next to him asked, "Old Jiang, what did you just say about the severity of the fire? Where is the fire?"

Although Jiang Dashan disliked Cao Laoting, he had a good impression of Wang Hui. He frowned and said, "I heard that Wang Hui's house caught fire."

"Oh no! His house is on fire?"

The other colleagues were also startled.

"Should we go and help out?"

"Let's go take a look; there's strength in numbers."

Jiang Dashan thought it was feasible and nodded: "Then let's go."

Jiang Yuan received Wang Hui's number and went outside the residential area to call him from a public phone. "Wang Hui, something terrible has happened! Your house is on fire!"

"My house is on fire?" Wang Hui was drinking tea at work when he suddenly stood up and said anxiously, "Did you call the fire department? I'm coming back right away!"

When his colleagues heard him say that, they quickly followed him out to help.

Jiang Dashan and several colleagues ran into Wang Hui and his colleagues at the entrance of the residential area, and they all looked anxious and worried.

Two groups of people walked quickly toward Building 3.

Jiang Yuan sat at the stone table downstairs and watched them quickly walk into Building 3. The other neighbors looked on with curiosity at the sight.

"What's going on? Why is Wang Hui bringing so many people home?"

"Should we go up and take a look?"

"Go and have a look."

Jiang Yuan tilted her head slightly and saw Deng Rui drift and stop on her electric scooter.

"Am I late?" Deng Rui asked as she took off her helmet.

"No, you've come at the perfect time. They just came upstairs," Jiang Yuan said with a smile. "Let's go."

The mother and daughter followed the other neighbors upstairs.

Wang Hui was taking out his key to open the door.

He suddenly felt something was off.

Didn't they say the house was on fire?
Why is there no movement at all?

Wang Hui pushed open the door and found a pair of men's shoes in the house.

His heart skipped a beat, and a sense of unease arose within him.

Seeing Wang Hui moving so slowly, the person following behind rushed out anxiously, "Is the fire in the kitchen? I'll go check the kitchen!"

He brushed past Wang Hui and rushed into the kitchen, only to find there was no fire inside. "Huh, there's no fire in the kitchen, so where did the fire start?"

"The room?" someone pointed to the tightly closed door. "Was the room on fire and someone saw it from the window?"

"Let me see!" The man who had just gone to check on the kitchen opened the door again. When he saw the scene inside, his expression changed drastically, and he turned to look at Wang Hui.

"Why do you look so nervous?" Jiang Dashan asked, also a little anxious. "Is the fire very big?"

The man pursed his lips and said with difficulty, "Wang Hui's head is on fire, green fire."

Hearing this from the doorway, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This guy has a pretty good sense of humor.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hui frowned and suspiciously walked to the door.

Gossiping is human nature, and others followed suit.

When they saw what was in the room, everyone was so shocked their jaws almost dropped.

"This, this, this..."

"Sister-in-law Wang is so foolish!"

"Oh dear, this guy's hair is all white. In what way is he better than Wang Hui?"

Cao Laoting never expected anyone to come to her home, and was currently frantically getting dressed.

An elderly man with white hair stood to the side wearing a pair of boxer shorts.

Wang Hui's eyes widened, his face filled with rage, and he roared, "Cao Xiaoting, are you crazy???"

"What's all the commotion about?" Cao Laoting asked, only then realizing how many people had come to her house. Her face darkened. "Are you trying to kill me? Why did you call so many people back?"

The white-haired old man slowly put on his clothes and trousers, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, took out two hundred-yuan bills and threw them over, saying, "I thought your husband knew you were out doing business."

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his nose with his fingers and walked out through the crowd of onlookers.

Wang Hui clenched his fists in anger, "Are you really that short of two hundred yuan?"

Cao Laoting only has this one old flame. They meet every two days, and she charges 200 yuan each time. In 15 days a month, she can earn 3,000 yuan.

She decided to throw caution to the wind, "Is it just a matter of two hundred yuan? It's three thousand yuan! I can earn three thousand yuan by lying down for just a short while, do you think you, you good-for-nothing, can do that?"

"You..." Wang Hui never expected her to be so shameless. "You actually think it's something to be proud of? You're even feeling proud of it now?"

Cao Laoting sneered, "I earned my money through my own abilities, and I'm proud of it."

"You're hopeless!" Wang Hui felt utterly humiliated, his face burning with shame.

He turned and bowed to his colleagues and neighbors, saying, "I'm sorry, I've made a fool of myself in front of everyone."

(End of this chapter)