Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"This way!"

After driving for over forty kilometers, the group arrived at the agreed-upon Golden Beach. Qiu Lingling was already in front of the Golden Bay Hotel, waiting for Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing.

Qiu Lingling approached the roadside, waving at the Dodge Hellcat that was slowly driving as if searching for someone.

"Let's park at the hotel first; parking at the beach is completely prohibited now." Qiu Lingling greeted Yu Xueqing and then turned to Mo Yiqing in the driver's seat, making a sarcastic comment:

"Originally, we could park over there, but last year some smart tourists tried to drive into the sea to wash their cars, which ended up causing a breakdown and oil leaks, polluting the beach. Since then, we stopped all vehicles from entering Golden Bay Beach."

"Using seawater to wash cars?" Mo Yiqing's head popped up a big question mark upon hearing this: "If they're not certain insurance policyholders, I suspect they're committing insurance fraud."

Qiu Lingling smiled wryly at this: "Maybe the tourists were just too excited to see the ocean..."

Seawater, with its high salt content and oxygen levels, can severely damage car paint. If the paint is damaged and not properly cleaned, the metal parts inside can rust through in less than a year.

Like in their family business of selling seafood, they buy delivery trucks as cheaply as possible, opting for third, fourth, fifth, or even sixth-hand vehicles, and never buying new ones.

Due to prolonged contact with seawater, the trucks become disposable items after being corroded by it.

Anyone who buys a new truck to transport seafood would draw the attention of the entire wholesale market, and the new truck owner would be stared at intensely.

There'd be layers upon layers of people gawking at the owner, as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Squeak squeak squeak—"

The little fox sitting in the back seat jumped out as soon as the car stopped in the parking lot, greeting Qiu Lingling, whose eyes widened in surprise.

"Foxy!"

Qiu Lingling seemed very surprised to see the little fox here. Her eyes lit up as she crouched down to stroke its smooth fur:

"I didn't expect you to come to the beach too. If I'd known you were coming, I would've brought A Bai with me so you two could've had company."

Ansheng, hearing that Tu Song's A Bai wasn't coming, looked relieved and commented:

"No worries. If you're missing A Bai, head over to the River Port around one or two in the morning tonight. A Bai and the crew will be practicing American interception there."

There's a hedgehog in the city. Without the fox brother, A Bai and the crew wouldn't dare approach the city easily.

The dogs' gathering tonight is likely to involve some sort of robbery on the river, wouldn't it?

If Qiu Lingling is missing A Bai, she can definitely go to the estuary and wait for a sneaky, more handsome A Bai to show up.

"Hmm? You didn't bring A Bai?" Yu Xueqing, dragging her luggage to the hotel, asked curiously.

"It's too troublesome. Every time it plays in the sea, it needs a full-body wash. Me, at over a hundred pounds, carrying it, which is more than thirty pounds, back and forth, it's like a special forces training exercise..." Qiu Lingling grumbled: "It's like being imprisoned rather than having fun."

Unlike humans, who can wash off most of the salty seawater with a bottle of water, dogs, with their fur, require a more meticulous cleaning to thoroughly wash off the seawater, which can be a bit troublesome.

And if the cleaning is insufficient, an accidental skin infection could lead to a massive dandelion situation.

Qiu Lingling is well aware of this, so when she received Yu Xueqing's invitation to the beach, she decided to have A Bai stay home to guard the door without any intention of bringing it.

"In that case, does that mean Xiaolan can't go into the sea either?" Yu Xueqing asked Qiu Lingling while checking into the hotel.

"Xiaolan is fine; he's far lighter than A Bai. I'll just buy an extra two bottles of large mineral water." Holding the little fox, Qiu Lingling, now in a dazed and happy state, answered without hesitation.

Meanwhile, as Yu Xueqing was checking in, Mo Yiqing made a phone call to Yin Pengfei.

"We're at the Golden Bay Hotel... Just come, but make sure to smash that truck. If I see that truck... one of you two won't make it!"

"More friends coming?" Qiu Lingling noticed that Mo Yiqing's face had turned a bit dark and instinctively looked at Yu Xueqing for clarification: "But it seems... something's not right."

"Uhm... the situation's quite complex." Yu Xueqing thought for a moment before responding: "Simply put, Mo Mo's childhood friend is in heat, and though Mo Mo has a boyfriend, the friend refuses to give up and chased her all the way from Zen City to Xia Dong."

"His demeanor is quite nerve-racking; we all might need to be cautious." Yu Xueqing recalled the WeChat video Mo Yiqing forwarded to her in the car, her expression turning odd.

That guy... has no shame at all.

He even put up mushy banners on the truck and broadcasted what seemed like creepy messages.

Without the truck, someone with Mo Mo's personality would surely never divulge the location to him.

Though Yu Xueqing hasn't met Yin Pengfei, just the matter with the truck alone makes Yu Xueqing want to punch him right in the stomach.

Why not punch him in the face?

Because Yu Xueqing suspects that guy doesn't have a face.

"... If it were me, I probably wouldn't give up either."

Qiu Lingling sized up Mo Yiqing from head to foot and then whispered to Yu Xueqing in a teasing tone: "Being good-looking is nice, but keeping such beauty is quite a challenge."

Beauty is wonderful, but a girl who is too beautiful can be quite unfriendly to men.

Mo Yiqing was just standing there, and some hotel guests passing by couldn't help but glance at her. Some even activated their WeChat scan page, intending to ask for her WeChat.

Ordinary guys chasing after girls count it as a win if they succeed.

But if it's Mo Yiqing we're talking about, catching her is just the beginning, because you'll never know when some infatuated peacock might suddenly show up, fanning out its tail and revealing its bare buttocks to impress Mo Yiqing.

The ulterior motives are all too clear for everyone to see.

"Suddenly, something comes to mind." Hearing Qiu Lingling's comment, Yu Xueqing suddenly remembers something, her expression turning odd as she says: "Among Mo Mo's family, the bride price seems to vary from thirty, sixty, or ninety thousand. Any higher will lead to gossip about selling the daughter."

"That's even worse, a zero-barrier threshold; as long as you catch her, you share the wealth." Qiu Lingling mused for a moment before remarking: "Hearing this makes it seem like something's down there in my pants..."

"What are you whispering about?" After hanging up the phone, Mo Yiqing barely managed to contain her expression and, with a touch of mockery, asked: "Have you guys checked into the room yet? Later, Auntie will have to check on your development, alright?"

"Hey, Little Fox, stop laughing. Later, I'm going to check each of your double-breasted buttons one by one."

"Squeak?"

The little fox was stunned, thinking for a moment, then nonchalantly lifted its leg.

Yu Xueqing's face darkened, pressing down the little fox's raised leg, and said: "Xiaolan! Don't expose your gadgets carelessly."