Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"Ring ring, ring ring—"

At four thirty in the morning, the phone on Yu Xueqing's bedside table emitted a series of piercing sounds.

The sensitive-eared fox poked its head around, looking bewildered at the glowing screen of the phone. Beside it, Yu Xueqing slept like the dead, as if entirely oblivious to her own phone ringing.

"Smack—"

After completing a sit-up, the little fox lay back on the pillow, raised a paw, and patted Yu Xueqing's small face.

Yu Xueqing drowsily opened her eyes, reached out for the constantly ringing phone, glanced at the name on the screen, and groggily answered, "Hey... Momo, what's up?"

Around four in the morning is one of the best sleep quality periods.

Even though Yu Xueqing picked up the call, her mind was still frantically racing towards dreamland.

"Ah Qing, help me! I'm about to go crazy!" Mo Yiqing's voice came from the other side of the phone, her older sister-like tone muddled as if she were tipsy.

"An idiot returnee childhood friend came back, first messed with my cat, then put on airs over there!"

"Drinking with my girlfriends, lying there babbling about who they know..."

The explosive opening startled both Yu Xueqing and the little fox awake, and they exchanged glances, both showing a keen interest in the gossip.

Yu Xueqing adjusted the phone while the little fox pressed its ear directly against the back of the phone, enjoying the gossip eagerly.

"I've repeatedly stressed that I have a boyfriend, but he still clings like a piece of gum. What was supposed to be a nice girls' reunion turned into him crashing the party with a bunch of his buddies, talking nonsense about setting us up!"

"Bastard! Those guys his buddies? Each one flaunting an eight-pack beneath see-through shirts, pouring drinks on themselves as they came in, clearly male models he hired to seduce my friends!"

"Tsk..."

On the other end, Mo Yiqing, having had a drink, was venting about her recent misfortunes.

Her life was originally quite carefree. Returning home, she would gather with her best friends, driving around to eat and drink.

The Mo family, very wealthy, had a leading paint factory locally. As long as Mo Yiqing didn't gamble or start some poor business, the family's amassed fortune was enough to last several lifetimes.

But up until a week ago.

A so-called childhood friend, actually just someone growing up in the same neighborhood, pursued her relentlessly.

At first, Mo Yiqing could still politely refuse by smiling and saying she had a boyfriend.

However.

A week later, Mo Yiqing felt a surge of murderous intent rising within her.

"If I don't find a quiet place to relax, I might really end up throwing him in the river."

"I remember you said your place is close to the seaside, right? Can I crash at yours for a while? Don't worry, I won't interfere with your streaming work, and I'll cover all my expenses."

"Feel free to come whenever, treat the kitchen like a buffet."

"It's just under 700 kilometers away. With one pedal, I'll be there by afternoon, and we can party in the evening."

Yu Xueqing was munching on the gossip, but suddenly thought of something and exclaimed in shock, "Momo... didn't you just have a drink? Should you be saying these things?"

"Who said you can't drive after drinking, just wait..."

Mo Yiqing hung up the phone, and moments later, a video was sent over WeChat.

A driver in a reflective vest looked bewildered at the tow truck on the road as two workers got off, greeting Mo Yiqing.

Then, they loaded a car onto the tow truck.

Mo Yiqing, holding up her phone, got into the car and said, "No more talking, I'm heading to the hotel for a nap, need to catch a train at noon. See you in the afternoon."

"The cat Mo Yiqing owns... is an American-imported Dodge Hellcat, a genuine 6.2L American V8."

"So that's the kind of messing with the cat." Ansheng chuckled with relief after watching the video Mo Yiqing sent, albeit with a hint of disappointment.

Ansheng thought he was about to witness history.

Turned out to be a false alarm.

"So, is the whole pedal thing this kind of pedal thing?" Yu Xueqing asked blankly.

"Why is Momo bringing a car if she's just coming to hang out?"

Clearly, Yu Xueqing found it puzzling that Mo Yiqing would bring her car over just to hang out at her house.

After all... isn't just coming enough? Why go to the trouble of bringing a car?

"... Ah Qing, I'm just saying, is there a possibility?"

"When Momo comes to visit, she brings her favorite big toy along? To share the fun with us?"

The little fox murmured, showing a slight hint of apprehension.

Although Ansheng wasn't necessarily wealthy in his previous life, his sales career exposed him to many people, including those like Mo Yiqing.

For them, a car isn't a means of transportation. It's more like a toy or pet.

If they can drive themselves, they will. If not, they send their big toy on a truck, then use the most comfortable and convenient transport options available.

Ansheng knew that Yu Xueqing's roommate, Mo Yiqing, was a wealthy woman, but he hadn't realized she was that wealthy.

Thinking back to the cold brew yogurt incident,

Ansheng was genuinely concerned he wouldn't be able to resist Mo Yiqing's financial prowess and end up doing the biting ceremony with her...

.......

After hearing Mo Yiqing's gossip, Yu Xueqing, now fully awake, got out of bed and started tidying up the house.

She had previously lived in the old house mainly because of its proximity to the hillside.

It was convenient for her to look after the tea trees and complete the summer assignments given by the director.

The summer assignments for Yu Xueqing, a student in the agricultural class, involved planting seeds distributed by the college locally and writing a detailed observation diary.

Living alone, and without a washing machine, apart from undergarments, which Yu Xueqing hand-washed with soap during her showers, she let other dirty clothes pile in the laundry basket and took them home every few days.

With guests coming over later, Yu Xueqing didn't dare let anyone stay without tidying up first.

Once she finished tidying, dawn had broken.

Collapsing onto the sofa, Yu Xueqing draped a leg gently over the fox's back and asked, "Xiaolan... fancy going for morning tea later?"

"We made some money from last night's stream. How about all your wages go toward food expenses?"

Lying across the little fox's back, Yu Xueqing rubbed her cheek against its head, smiling as she discussed salary matters with her little fox.

Though she might seem a bit silly.

She knew that most of the rewards in the stream yesterday came from viewers after the popularity surged, not from the initial few luxury cars, but for the little fox who entertained the crowd.

As soon as they entered the stream,

the fox serenaded them with ASMR, capturing the audience's spirits directly.

Good fox, the fox deserves larger chicken drumsticks in its meals!

"Everything on food? Maybe part of it should go into my bank account! I want to spend 648 on something; I saw a game skin I really want a while back."

"Save up some money for two computers, so we can duo queue in games. I'll first buy 'It Takes Two' and set up family sharing..." the little fox murmured.

'Master, master~ eating enough is fine; I still need to save up to find a wife. When we little foxes marry, we need to dig burrows and build basement villas. To raise little foxes, we need lots and lots of food reserves...'

"?"

Yu Xueqing slowly made a question mark.

You... already have financial planning awareness!

I don't have... or rather, each month I don't have any surplus to plan with!