spring bite mark

Chapter 187 See You Later
Jiang Manman was completely bewildered:
Is Huo Yungui Wang Xiaoxiao?
“The Wang Xiaoxiao I’m looking for should be a woman…” Jiang Manman hesitated.

Wang Ying responded with an "Oh," adding, "He could also be a girl."

After saying that, he pointed to a large pile of women's clothing over the live streaming equipment: "They're all his."

Huo Yungui also realized something was wrong: "Mom, isn't this your friend? How did he become someone who came to see me?"

"You bought the custom-made clothes online yourself, who else would you go to if not you?" Wang Ying waved her hand irritably. "It's getting dark, it's not safe for that young lady to go home. Hurry up and try on the clothes so she can leave early."

Huo Yungui looked bewildered: "The clothes I buy online are all from street vendors, delivered by courier. Why would the merchant need to come to my door in person?"

"You're acting so strangely all day long, who knows if you've placed the wrong order?" Wang Ying complained.

Huo Yungui looked at Jiang Manman and said, "Then take out your clothes, let me see them."

Jiang Manman's almond-shaped eyes remained fixed on him for a while before she slowly opened the custom-made dress box.

An exquisite evening gown was revealed.

"Holy crap, I've never bought this style before!" Huo Yungui squatted down, picked up the dress and examined it closely. His expression grew increasingly astonished as he clutched the tag: "Is this that popular brand, Mu Chan? I usually don't buy clothes for more than a hundred yuan. How could I buy clothes that cost tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan? Little sister, you've got it wrong!"

"The customer's order name is Wang Xiaoxiao..."

"Look at the slim waist of this dress! How could this be possible for a big, burly man like me? There must be a mistake."

After Huo Yungui finished speaking, he carefully stuffed the dress back into Jiang Manman's arms: "Let's make this clear first, I didn't buy it, I won't acknowledge it, and I won't pay for it."

"If I'm mistaken, of course I won't let you pay." Jiang Manman was still in shock that Huo Yungui was Wang Xiaoxiao, casually holding her clothes, and tentatively asked, "So, Wang Xiaoxiao... is a cross-dresser?"

"I wouldn't call myself a big shot. I have over 100,000 followers, half of whom are haters, and a small portion of them are fake followers," Huo Yungui explained dejectedly. "Live streaming is tiring and attracts a lot of hate, I really don't want to do it anymore."

"You've been talking too much nonsense today." Wang Ying glanced at the time. "Go and finish broadcasting today, then come and cook."

"Mom, do you think my appearance today..." Huo Yungui pointed to his bruised and swollen face, "is suitable for a live broadcast?"

Wang Ying remained unmoved: "Go right now!"

Huo Yungui wiped his face. "I'll broadcast it now! Mom, eat something first, I'll cook you noodles after I finish broadcasting."

After saying that, he slunk into the live stream room.

Logically, Jiang Manman should have left at this point.

But she really didn't want to leave. The fact that Huo Yungui was Wang Xiaoxiao made her re-examine the relationship chain on her birth mother's side, and she was curious and eager to find out more.

She stood in the living room and said gently, "I've never seen a live streamer before. Can I witness it?"

Her tone was too soft, and Wang Ying said "Oh": "If you want to watch, go ahead, it's not a big deal, but don't appear on camera. These days, netizens are so quick to make a big deal out of nothing, it's really annoying."

Jiang Manman is never polite when she shouldn't be.

Even while Huo Yungui was still changing clothes, she had already carried a stool into the live broadcast room, found a spot that wouldn't affect the streamer's mood, and sat down leisurely.

Huo Yungui glanced at her with a sly look: "Little sister, you should just go back. Is it fun to watch someone else make a fool of themselves?"

Jiang Manman didn't say anything, but thoughtfully handed him a belt: "It'll match this."

"How can you not even have a basic sense of boundaries?" Huo Yungui glared at her, not forgetting to emphasize, "Anyway, don't make me pay for the clothes. If you want to watch the live stream, then watch it, but don't make any noise and disturb me."

He was wearing a fresh, summery princess dress, size XXX L, but with the belt, he barely managed to create a slender waist. Then, Jiang Manman saw him—turn on beauty filters, face slimming filters, voice changer, and slimming filters…

After a dozen or so operations, a severely distorted image of a pure and beautiful woman appeared in the live stream.

His face still carried a sense of helplessness from being forced to perform, and his tone was a bit lazy: "Welcome everyone to my live broadcast room. I am Wang Xiaoxiao, an emotional broadcaster. As the live broadcast begins, as always, if you find someone in real life who looks like me, please leave your contact information in the background, because that may very well be my half-sister who I lost when I was a child."

Jiang Manman: "..."

She opened Wang Xiaoxiao's live stream on silent mode, searching for useful information among the various comments:

[I'm new here, can someone tell me what the streamer meant? Isn't she a melodramatic streamer? Why is she bringing up her sister?]

Stop with the "her, her, her" stuff. The streamer is a real man. I've watched a few of his streams without filters, and he's actually quite handsome—fair skin, almond-shaped eyes. Otherwise, with his terrible emotional analysis, would we have been fans for so many years?

[Holy crap! A cross-dressing master!]

The streamer lost his younger sister many years ago. He came of age eight years ago and has been freely switching between male and female attire ever since. He asked netizens to help him find his twin sister, saying that you can't go wrong by looking at his face.

This is the first time I've heard of finding a younger sister this way...

He mentioned once that it was his mother's idea, but the fact that it has been maintained for so many years must also be due to the anchor's own efforts.

……

Jiang Manman silently scrolled through the comments, occasionally glancing at Huo Yungui. After his usual remarks, he began randomly responding to netizens' questions about relationships:

A netizen named DouDou asked: "I earn 8,000 yuan a month, but my wife still complains that 2,000 is too much and wants a divorce? Brother, where are you from? In Chongqing, a man's pockets are emptier than his face. If he's even a few seconds late handing over his salary, it's considered disrespectful to his wife! You're living a life of luxury and don't know how lucky you are?"

A netizen named Masheng asked: "Are girls from Chongqing really the legendary Tyrannosaurus Rex? Just kidding, how could they be tyrannical! They're very well-behaved and gentle. You should try marrying one if you don't believe me."

"A kind-hearted netizen asked, 'Why does my face look a bit distorted even with a beauty filter today? Oh, I got into a fight with my buddies this afternoon and got a scar...'"

"A netizen named 'Witch' said she's seen a girl who looks just like me? Come on, DM me! If you can really find my sister, I'll give you anything you want, I'll even offer myself to you!"

……

Jiang Manman left Huo Yungui's bedroom quietly.

Wang Ying was watching TV in the living room.

"Are you bored?" Wang Ying was taken aback when she saw her come out so quickly. "Are you going back now? If you're not in a hurry, stay for dinner. My son is a pretty good cook."

Jiang Manman looked at her: "Wang Xiaoxiao, is this the account you used to find your daughter?"

Wang Ying paused for a moment: "Which parent wants to see their child being provocative and cross-dressing online? There's no other way. We've tried every method we could think of over the years to find our daughter."

Jiang Manman asked softly, "If I really came back with my arms and legs broken, would you want me?"

"As long as she's alive, that's enough. I'll take care of her for the rest of my life even if she loses her arms and legs." Wang Ying said calmly. "Sister, you'll understand when you become a mother that nothing is more important than a child being alive."

Jiang Manman stopped responding, lowered her head to pack her suitcase, and then her almond-shaped eyes lingered on Wang Ying's face for a long time:
"Then, see you later."

After saying that, he politely left.

Wang Ying stared at the closed door, listening to the fading sound of people walking down the stairs outside, her thoughts inexplicably a bit jumbled.

(End of this chapter)