Many people went to Qin Zhao's live stream room, asking how they could help Little Meow Meow.
Qin Zhao yawned casually, "I've already called the police for her."
"Really? How did you know where Little Meow Meow lives?"
"If I couldn't figure that out, why would I charge for fortune-telling?" she quipped.
"Then she should be okay, right? Have the police arrived?"
"Why don't you go check her live stream room and see for yourself?" Qin Zhao suggested.
When everyone switched to Little Meow Meow's live stream room, they saw that the man who had intruded was no longer hiding by the wardrobe. Having waited a long time without seeing Little Meow Meow, he came out.
He approached the door, preparing to open it and check. But as soon as he opened the door, he was faced with a panicky Little Meow Meow.
"Ah!"
The girl, seeing a stranger in her home, was terrified and turned deathly pale.
The clothes she was holding dropped to the floor as she turned and ran.
"Stop right there!"
