The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 433 Holy crap, you installed a camera!

"Master Fuli, I'm sorry."

The black van returned to Changxi Town. Lin Ying stroked the soft fur on the back of Master Fuli and softly apologized to him.

We had originally planned to celebrate after finishing our business, but now that the business is done...

But the wrong person was involved. Although the great-grandfather's injuries might not be too serious, she still needed to stay at the hospital to keep an eye on him.

"It's alright, it's alright." Master Fuli waved his hand and looked at Lin Ying, saying, "Going to the hospital is the right thing to do. When you get to the hospital later, you should give your great-uncle a good talking-to."

"Even if he's been given hormones by the Longevity Club, we can't do this to him. This time, we're just trying not to make a big deal out of it. If we were on land, his head would definitely be chopped off."

Mr. Fuli finished his iced cola in one gulp, waved to Lin Ying, opened the electric door, and ran out of the car.

"Yes, I will speak to Grandpa properly." Lin Ying smiled and half-squatted in front of the door to say goodbye to Master Fuli.

Lin Ying closed the car door again, unlocked her phone with her fingerprint, and the default desktop wallpaper she was using changed to a picture. The picture showed her sitting in a chair in front of the bed, holding a boy with long, grayish-white hair in her arms. Lin Ying affectionately pressed her head on the boy's shoulder and pressed her cheek against his.

Lin Ying glanced at the desktop wallpaper, then turned her attention to the time in the upper left corner of the screen: [3:26].

"Contact Expert Feng tomorrow," Lin Ying said to Lin Bingyun as she closed the screen, lay back in her airplane chair to rest, and then suddenly said this.
"The charter flight to Africa has been cancelled. There might be some traitors in our family. We don't need to send them to Africa. Let's see what Grandpa has to say later!"

“I prefer to send them to prison for rehabilitation. If Grandpa has any objections, then go find some oil drums to bring back.”

Although her conversation with Lin Qi was brief, Lin Ying had astutely gleaned some key information.

While it cannot be entirely certain, the test that the great-grandfather was referring to could not have been a pointless, affected act.

Furthermore, since she deviated from the original path and became the chairman of the Lin Group in Xia Guo, the next step should be to officially take over her grandfather's position and become the clan head.

Grandfather Lin did not say it explicitly.

But it seems like they've said everything.

"An oil tank? Okay." Lin Bingyun responded without disturbing Lin Ying's closed eyes to rest, but in her heart she was thinking about where to borrow some C140 grade concrete.

C30 concrete has high brittleness.

While C120 is suitable, it may be damaged if exposed to the harsh underwater environment for an extended period of time.

The C140, used for building permanent fortifications, is perfectly suited for being poured into oil drums.

Lin Bingyun glanced at Lin Ying in the rearview mirror, her brows furrowed, and sighed inwardly.

Without any preparation, merely occupying a nominal position, all sorts of monsters and demons emerged from the clan.

People!

Living in such a comfortable environment, they've forgotten how their ancestors built their fortune.

After joining a street gang, anyone who wants to leave must voluntarily endure the punishment of being stabbed three times and having six holes pierced. Although the Lin's Holding Group is called a group, it is essentially a feudal clan.

In modern society, no one will bother with trivial matters.

However, when it comes to matters of principle or things that disrupt the interests of the clan, the law is no longer relevant.

Lin Bingyun sighed inwardly, feeling a little helpless about the choices made by her uncles and elders in the clan.

Lin Ying is young.

But the one who truly steers the Lin family is the patriarch, and he doesn't just take things lightly.

The authority of the patriarch is not meant to be challenged.

If you don't have the ability to overthrow it, don't touch it; otherwise, you've made a fundamental mistake.

…………

An Sheng was unaware that the reason Lin Ying sent him back to Changxi Town instead of going to the hospital with him was because it involved the shameful aspects of their clan.

An Sheng walked back home through the window. Inside, the air conditioning was on full blast, and the room was filled with loud snoring.

"Good heavens! He's sleeping right on the sofa!" An Sheng instinctively tried to jump down, but his sharp eyes spotted a man lying on the sofa in the room, who was stretching out like a bamboo pole to sleep.

"This guy looks like Ah Qing's uncle." An Sheng stopped jumping and looked closely before realizing that the person sleeping on the sofa was Ah Qing's third uncle. Ah Qing's father was the eldest son, followed by the second, third, and youngest sister.

Uncle Qing hasn't returned to Jiule City yet; he'll be back in a couple of days.

"Actually, there's really no need to force it. There's a hotel about 500 or 600 meters behind the ancestral home."

An Sheng muttered a slight complaint, then landed on the ground and strolled towards the bathroom, intending to take a shower before returning to A Qing's dorm room to sleep.

Upon entering the bathroom, An Sheng gradually manifested her human form and began taking a bath with a joyful expression.

While taking a bath, he was quite proud of himself. He pinched the handle of his little bell, aimed at the drain, and peed into the hole in the center of the drain.

then.

A little black mouse poked its head out, opened its mouth, and stared excitedly at Master Fuli.

"???"

Master Fuli was taken aback, then quickly grabbed the little mouse, looking at it with a face full of question marks.

"squeak--"

The brown rat squeaked at Master Fuli and looked at him with longing.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Master Fuli tiptoed, jumped up, grabbed the showerhead, and sprayed the little mouse back into the drainpipe.

"Where did this pervert come from?"

Master Fuli rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment in front of the towel rack, picked up the towel Ah Qing used to dry herself, dried the water off her body, and leaped forward, transforming back into her little fox form.

then.

An Sheng was surprised to find that she was still soaking wet all over, especially her stomach, which was almost dripping wet.

"What's wrong with you?"

An Sheng shook his body hair and muttered something, completely unaware that he was so busy wiping himself that he hadn't even dried his long gray hair.

Shaking himself off, An Sheng dried himself in front of the air conditioner before proudly returning to A Qing's room.

"Ah Qing, An is home safely again." An Sheng curled up in bed, rolled around, tightened his snuggle in his sleeping position, smoothed out the wrinkles in his sheet, and said goodnight to Ah Qing.

"Well"

Ah Qing seemed to sense something, and mumbled incoherently while hugging the little fox:

"Xiao An is back."

"I just dreamt that a little fox fell into a brine vat for pickling vegetables. The little fox was naughty and wouldn't let me wash the salt off its fur so it could be removed."

"Little An, whose body is covered in dog bites, remember to stay away from large vats and urns related to salt water."

"hold head high?"

An Sheng looked at A Qing with a surprised expression, and raised her little paw to poke her cheek:
"Tell me! Did you secretly install a surveillance camera on An?"

"You actually knew about An falling into the water?"

"Hmm," feeling a mosquito bite on her cheek, Ah Qing, who was in a light sleep, instinctively opened her mouth and bit it.

"嘤——"

The fox's pitiful whimpers echoed throughout the room.

"Ah Qing! You scared me!"

"say sorry!"

(End of this chapter)