The Top Star Fell for Me at First Sight After I Transmigrated as a Dog-Like Streamer - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: A Misunderstanding

The familiar, punchable voice came from behind. Bai Xun whipped his head around to see Yu Congji yawning as he stepped out of the elevator, followed by an expressionless He Shian. The sleepy look on Yu Congji’s face vanished as he spotted them, and he picked up his pace as if he’d found something interesting.

I’m saved.

Ignoring the pain in his leg, Bai Xun struggled out of Matt’s arms, hit the ground, and lunged toward Yu Congji. He clamped his teeth onto the hem of Congji’s trousers, whining urgently: “Whimper, whimper… Awoo… Awoo!”

“Wait, wait! Don’t rip them! I’ve only worn these pants once!” Yu Congji tried to save his clothes while stumbling to keep his balance. It wasn’t until he noticed Bai Xun’s limp that he dropped the joking tone and looked at the flustered Matt. “Did something happen?”

Matt quickly explained the situation.

“Does it have to be my brother?” Yu Congji bent over and picked up Bai Xun, carefully avoiding the injured leg. “Theoretically, we aren’t allowed to go in there.”

As he spoke, he glanced back at He Shian.

He Shian, who had been struggling to read his young master’s mind lately, was about to offer some sensible advice when Bai Xun started howling again. His posture practically screamed: If you don’t take me in, I’m biting you next.

Yu Congji had enough survival instinct to know he shouldn’t cross his brother’s “future spouse.” He swiped his access card and dashed down the corridor. The security guards, recognizing his identity, didn’t dare stop him. Thus, man and dog successfully burst through the side door of the conference room.

The moment they entered, they heard the Finance Department reporting next quarter’s budget. Simultaneously, the Head of Procurement entered through the main door with a newly arrived quote, his expression grim.

Yu Congyue was startled to see Bai Xun. When the pup twisted out of Yu Congji’s arms, tumbled on the floor, and scrambled toward him, Yu Congyue ignored the professional setting and reached out to catch the dog before he could “face-brake” into the ground.

Before he could ask for details, Yu Congming maintained order in the meeting. Their father’s gaze swept across Yu Congyue and Bai Xun through the screen, his expression unreadable.

“Congji, get to your seat.” Yu Congyue’s eyes moved to the Procurement Head, who stepped forward and took a deep breath before presenting the new quote.

“President Yu, Chu Zhiyu and Lin Wei suddenly hiked their quotes for the signing plan. They claim another company offered them 20% more…” The man’s hand tightened on the folder. “Based on the current estimates, if we want to secure their entire teams and subordinate artists, we need to increase the budget by 35%.”

The room went silent for a second, followed by a wave of hushed whispers.

“A budget fluctuation of 15% is manageable. At 35%, the Board has the right to know the cause of this failure. I hope you can provide a rational explanation,” Yu Congming noted, glancing at their calm father before turning back to the project proposal.

Hearing this, Bai Xun sat upright and bumped his head hard against Yu Congyue’s shoulder, his paws frantically paddling against his leg.

Yu Congyue’s brow twitched. He looked at the various expressions in the room, then back at Bai Xun, and asked softly: “What you want to tell me… is it related to the quote?”

As expected of Brother.

Bai Xun cheered internally at their rapport. He hopped down from Yu Congyue’s lap, turned in circles with an awkward limp, and let out a sharp bark.

Seeing the limp, Yu Congyue’s expression darkened. He stared at Yu Congji for a few seconds before requesting a 15-minute recess from the chairman. Once granted, he hurried back to his office with Bai Xun.

Closing the door, Yu Congyue sat on the floor in front of him. He wanted to ask about the leg, but Bai Xun interrupted him. He had to stick to the core issue.

“Matt messaged me before I came in. Did you see something in the stairwell? Yes or No?”

Bai Xun quickly pointed his paw toward “Yes.”

“Did someone leak the quote? Yes or No?”

Bai Xun chose “Yes” again.

Yu Congyue’s brow furrowed. His mind raced as he calculated with the new budget sheet: “35%… an estimated additional 135 million…”

What? How much?!

Bai Xun was dumbstruck, his mouth hanging open. He almost forgot to breathe.

He earned at most 50,000 per ad, and the company took 30%. That guy’s one phone call just cost Yu Congyue that much? How long would he have to work his tail off to “repay” Yu Congyue?

A fire of pure rage ignited in his chest. He howled twice in fury, cursing the despicable act of “stealing without a trace.” The thought of that guy getting away with ill-gotten gains snapped his last thread of reason.

“Whimper awoo! Woof woof woof—”

Seeing him so agitated, Yu Congyue reached out to comfort him. “It’s okay, knowing it was a leak makes it easier to handle. Let’s look at your leg—”

“Woof woof! How could he do that? I heard him clearly on the phone, you have to seize his cell phone right now—”

Mid-bark, human words suddenly burst out. The sensation under Yu Congyue’s hand shifted from a dog’s head to human hair. Bai Xun, realizing he could speak again, excitedly grabbed Yu Congyue’s hand to lead him out.

“Um, Xiaobai…”

“What’s wrong? Brother Yu, don’t worry, my memory is great. I remember everything he said! That much money—”

Bai Xun turned around and noticed Yu Congyue’s face was bright red, his eyes darting away.

Then, he felt a chill. Something cold was touching his chest.

Looking down, he found the dog collar hanging loosely around his collarbone, the nameplate engraved with “Yu” pressed against his skin. The puppy sweater was hanging around his neck like a bib, barely covering his chest. Below that… was nothing.

Bai Xun let go, took a step back, and tried to squat, but the pain in his leg made him stumble and land hard on his bottom.

“Um, Xiaobai, it’s fine. I didn’t see anything,” Yu Congyue said, closing his eyes as he peeled off his suit jacket and fumbled to drape it over Bai Xun.

“Brother, if you didn’t say that, I might have actually believed you…” Bai Xun gritted his teeth, covering himself with the jacket. His heartbreak over the money eventually outweighed the shame. “We don’t have time for this! Do you have clothes I can borrow? I can identify him right now—”

Seeing Yu Congyue turn to the rest area, Bai Xun sat on the floor, getting angrier the more he thought about it. The next second, the world spun. The leg he’d injured in dog form throbbed violently. His vision blurred, and after hearing a panicked “Xiaobai!”, he lost consciousness entirely.

…

When Bai Xun woke up again, he saw a white ceiling and heard the rhythmic “beep-beep” of monitors. A crushing exhaustion weighed on him. The leg he’d injured was numb. He tried to move it, but felt nothing.

He only remembered both legs hurting, especially the left.

He tried to lift his head, but nausea and dizziness hit him instantly. From his limited perspective, he saw the duvet at the end of the bed propped up high. He tried to wiggle his legs, only to discover a horrifying fact.

The right leg was okay, but his left leg had zero sensation.

A terrifying thought filled his mind. In every classic soap opera, the part of the body the protagonist can’t feel after waking up has usually been amputated. He couldn’t move it. Could it be…?

Bai Xun struggled to sit up, but the anesthesia hadn’t fully worn off, leaving him immobile.

Thinking about how he’d lost a leg so young, a wave of bitterness washed over him. He hadn’t even started his career properly, hadn’t used his earnings to travel, and hadn’t even repaid Yu Congyue.

But at least I helped him find the spy. Losing a leg to save hundreds of millions… it’s not a total loss.

He tried to comfort himself, but the more he thought, the sadder he got. Tears began to flow uncontrollably.

Yu Congyue rushed to the hospital the moment he finished at the company. Opening the door, he saw Bai Xun lying there, eyes red, silently weeping.

“What’s wrong? Are you in pain? I’ll call the doctor—” He ran to the bed, pressed the call button, and anxiously gripped Bai Xun’s hand (the one without the IV).

Bai Xun sniffled. Seeing Yu Congyue made his internal distress multiply. He choked out the words “I’m fine,” which only made the tears fall faster.

Yu Congyue wiped his face with a tissue, the hot tears on the back of his hand making his heart ache.

He had wanted to abandon the board meeting and take Bai Xun to the hospital himself. But his grand-uncle had used the moment to claim he was letting personal matters interfere with business, even suggesting a “top talent” to be a Vice President to “assist” him.

If he had let his grand-uncle succeed, all the hard work he’d put into the entertainment division would be handed over to someone else, and Bai Xun’s sacrifice to bring the news would have been for nothing.

In the end, he had suppressed his emotions and laid out the evidence. While he couldn’t take down his grand-uncle directly yet, he had managed to have his cousin arrested for embezzlement and reclaimed the overseas trade projects his cousin controlled.

As the police led his cousin away, the usually stoic grand-uncle finally lost his cool.

“Yu Congyue, you’re something else,” the man hissed, cornering Yu Congyue after the meeting. He threw the evidence at him, but Yu Congyue stepped aside.

“You flatter me. Being able to let your own son take the fall—you’re the one who is truly impressive,” Yu Congyue said, too focused on getting to the hospital to maintain appearances.

“What was the name of the one who burst in? Bai Xun? You really raised a good dog.” His grand-uncle searched his face for a reaction, but found none.

“Don’t you have things to do? You should probably notify the family of the suspect’s detention,” Yu Congyue said, checking his phone.

Matt had messaged from the hospital. Bai Xun had a fractured left tibia and a mild ankle sprain on the right, but the impact of shifting back to human form had worsened the left leg to a full break. Fortunately, the surgery was successful. Four to six weeks of rest and physical therapy would restore full function.

He ignored his grand-uncle’s murderous glare and drove straight to the hospital.

…

“I’m sorry, Xiaobai. Because of me, your leg…”

“Whimper… Brother, it’s okay. Even with only one leg, I… I can still… Waaaaah!”

Yu Congyue tried to decipher the sobbing words. He didn’t quite understand.

What does he mean ‘only one leg’? The surgery went perfectly.

With trembling hands, he lifted the corner of the duvet. He saw two complete, cast-wrapped legs propped up on pillows. His heart finally settled.

“Xiaobai… that leg is still there.”

“Waaaah, Brother, don’t lie to me! I can’t feel it at all, waaaaah!”