The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 394 A thought of repaying kindness arises, and suddenly the world feels vast.
"Ah, my cousin, oh, my cousin..."

Walking down the hospital corridor, Mo Yiqing hung up the phone with his father, A Biao, a helpless expression on his face, and let out a long sigh in his heart.

"It's always been said that riding a motorcycle will eventually lead to being in a wheelchair. Why ride a motorcycle when it's supposed to be easy? Why ride a racing motorcycle, which is known as a widow maker?"

"I'll go back during the National Day holiday and ask He Peng—no, I should say He Yueyue now—to come out and have her give my cousin a proper lesson on the dangers of motorcycles."

He Peng, Mo Yiqing's junior high school classmate, broke his leg in junior high school while riding a high-performance off-road motorcycle. He still has steel pins in his collarbone. Later, in high school, he asked for leave from school due to prostate problems while riding a Ducati.

However, things were fine after the senior year of high school.

Because He Peng changed his name to He Yueyue.

Her father changed her name on purpose. The pain of childbirth suffocated the whole family, and life was not smooth for He Peng either, so he changed her name to He Yueyue.

Although Mo Yiqing loves cars, she completely cut off any thoughts about motorcycles, especially after learning that the coolest motorcycles, the sporty ones, are a breeding ground for hemorrhoids due to their riding posture. She became even more wary of them.

Compared to the brief period of coolness.

She cherishes her buttocks more; she doesn't want to see a bulge in her pants while working out someday.

"Let's go! Ah Qing is still at the door." Mo Yiqing greeted Ling Ren and Hong Ming.

When Hong Ming saw Mo Yiqing leave, he slightly suppressed his smile, stood up with a smile on his face, and said to Mo Yiqing, "Let's go! It's lunchtime now, I'll treat you to a good meal."

"By the way, I heard from Xiaoling that you and that girl from earlier are both from the South, so you know how spicy they are."

"I want the standard Rongcheng spicy food. Since we're already here, we should naturally eat the authentic, standard version," Mo Yiqing said confidently.

Authentic ≈ Local specialty food standards.

Food should be authentic, otherwise what's the difference between it and those regionally-prepared, ready-made dishes?
"Great!" Hong Ming said with a big smile, "Isn't it obvious how authentic it is? If it's not authentic, we can't stay in business!"

When talking about local delicacies, Hong Ming exuded confidence.

Fuzhou's cuisine is world-renowned, ranging from the rugged and wild Jianghu cuisine, which is extremely fresh, spicy, and numbing, to the refined and subtle official cuisine.

Mo Yiqing smiled and echoed Hong Ming, while glancing at the performer out of the corner of her eye with a hint of inquiry.

Hong Ming was a kind-looking man whose manner of speaking and behaving perfectly matched the image of a businessman that Mo Yiqing had in mind.

Was he a friend or sworn brother of the actor's father?

Mo Yiqing is unable to make a judgment at the moment.

However, Mo Yiqing could vaguely sense that Hong Ming looked at the actress with doting eyes, as if she were his own daughter. There was a sense of incongruity in this, but Mo Yiqing, who had seen countless people, trusted her own judgment.

…………

After leaving the hospital, I got into the car and, following the shared location sent by A-Qing, picked her up at a supermarket with the little fox wrapped around her waist.

"What's wrong with the little fox?" Mo Yiqing asked A Qing with surprise when he saw that the little fox was almost clinging to A Qing with its tail.

"do not know"

Ah Qing sat down in the back seat, put the little fox on her lap, and said, "Maybe it's just too hot?"

"Maybe he's a little upset because he didn't get to eat a McFlurry?"

"Le" Mo Yiqing was speechless upon hearing this. Ah Qing really had almost turned the fox into a spirit.

If this continues, next year in my fifth year of university, Little Fox will probably be able to sit in the row behind me.

"Decided!"

"Bring back some fish maw for Ah Qing tonight!" After rolling around for a long time, An Sheng suddenly sat up and slapped the car armrest with his fox paw.

"Ah Qing didn't forget An when she had ice cream, but An actually forgot about Ah Qing while eating, drinking and having fun!"

"Ok?"

The previously sickly little fox suddenly stood up straight and slapped the armrest, startling both Mo Yiqing and A Qing. Mo Yiqing looked at A Qing, and without needing to speak, A Qing translated perfectly.

Upon hearing this, Ah Qing's eyes widened, and she gasped, pinching the little fox's muzzle shut.
"Xiao An said, 'He plans to repay the kindness.'"

"When they go out at night, they bring us late-night snacks. They ask us if we prefer rats or spicy strips."

Mo Yiqing: "."

There's really no need for that. Don't bother repaying this favor.

…………

With the thought of repaying kindness in mind, he suddenly felt the world expand. An Sheng resumed his aura as the shrewish fox, lay down on A Qing, and spread out his entire body in an extremely arrogant manner.

The little fox's transformation was so dramatic that everyone on the bus was completely dumbfounded.

Especially when she saw the little fox's tail naturally fiddling with the air conditioner vent, directing the airflow towards her bell, Ah Qing was filled with embarrassment and quickly used her hands to close the little fox's open legs.

The area where West China Hospital is located is not far from Liuli Road, where Hong Ming was planning to treat everyone to a meal; it's just one district away.

With Hong Ming leading the way, even the reservation-only restaurants that prohibited pets opened an extra private room and politely invited everyone to sit down inside.

"Please have a seat. I'll speak with their boss and the kitchen staff and ask their head chef to help."

Instead of ordering food in the private room, Hong Ming greeted everyone and then went directly to the restaurant owner to ask a true master of official cuisine to cook the dishes.

"His enthusiasm is frightening," Mo Yiqing complained to the musician. "It's like those matchmaking events."

"Haha," the performer laughed awkwardly, and said, "Uncle Hong is probably especially happy to see me. He's not usually like this."

"In a sense."

"Never mind, I won't say anything more. Look." After thinking for a moment, Lingren took out her phone and found a wedding photo from almost ten years ago in the family chat group.

The wedding photos show a handsome groom and a beautiful bride.

The performer raised his hand, pointed to the woman in the photograph, wearing a white wedding dress and smiling gently, and said:

"This isn't a wedding photo, it's an artistic portrait. The man in the wedding dress is my father."

"The man next to me is my mother."

Mo Yiqing's pupils dilated in shock, and A Qing's eyes widened in surprise.

An Sheng slowly typed out three question marks.

"When my father was an opera singer, because of his light and cheerful singing style, he often played comedic roles, which were characters with a lighthearted and humorous personality."

"Well, due to some stereotypes, Uncle Hong seemed to have misunderstood something before and joined the opera troupe. Then, when he found out that there were no rich girls in the teahouse, only young masters, he almost smashed the courtyard wall."

When actors talked about their elders' past, they always maintained a serious expression on their faces.

“My dad, mom and Uncle Hong were all childhood friends who met in the opera troupe. Although there seemed to be a slight mistake when we first met, the problem wasn’t too big later.”

"Besides, Uncle Hong is also very pitiful."

"After those two 'aluminum copper' swindled the child, they kicked Uncle Hong aside and ran off with his son. Uncle Hong originally had visitation rights, but now those two 'aluminum copper' have disappeared!"

"Uncle Hong hasn't seen his own child in almost eight years."

The performer lowered his head, looking embarrassed, and whispered, "That's why Uncle Hong is so kind to me."

Although the actress was reluctant to admit it, when she first learned that Uncle Hong had been deceived by the swindlers, she hated those swindlers who cheated her out of money and marriage. She was even quite immature and wanted to find those two scumbag wives and tear them apart.

But as soon as you enter.

Those older women, soft and sweet, wearing bikinis, would fawn over her, giving the petite performer the illusion of suddenly becoming taller and more imposing, leaving her slightly disoriented.

But she can swear to God that she is not aluminum or copper in any sense.

She never forgot her original intention, which was to help Uncle Hong tear those two wicked, useless women apart.

(End of this chapter)