After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Xia Ying said, "Why go through all that trouble? Why not just take them all?"

"We can't let Han Jinhuan realize our intentions for now. Although he's stupid, he's cautious and ruthless enough," Lin Er said. "I'm worried that he'll end up losing everything and will do something desperate."

Xia Ying suddenly realized, "So you're making a batch of counterfeit goods to appease him?"

"I suppose so," Lin Er said. "Since the gift list is in his hands, we need to find a way to get it back."

Just as Xia Ying thought this fox was about to come up with some perfect plan, she heard Lin Er say, "I'll find a江湖人 (jianghu person) to steal it and make a copy."

Xia Ying suddenly gained a new understanding of the depths of male depravity, "Steal...steal?"

"No, it can't be called stealing," Lin Er said. "It clearly belongs to our uncle, but he took it for himself. We're just taking it back and returning it to its rightful owner."

Xia Ying covered her mouth and chuckled, then, as if remembering something, she retorted angrily, "What do you mean 'our little dad'? Who's talking about 'our' with you!"

Lin Er put his arm around the young man's shoulder, and before the young man could shyly dodge him, he said, "After everything here has been replaced, then tell the Third Branch about Han Jinhuan taking the fleet."

Xia Ying stopped struggling as expected. "Okay."

Lin Er smiled brightly, and the topic jumped even further, "Shall we have another wedding after we go back to Beijing?"

Xia Ying blushed instantly and instinctively wanted to run away.

He dared not believe Lin Yunqing's feelings, but his heart was always biased.

A voice inside me kept saying: Trust him...

But reason tells me: My stepfather is a cautionary tale; I must never trust men too easily.

As a result, Xia Ying's mind would become very chaotic at this time, and she would have no idea where to go or what to do.

Lin Yunqing proceeded cautiously, but he only thought about escaping.

But Lin Yunqing wouldn't give him a chance to escape.

Because some foxes never play by the rules.

Lin Er said, "I bet Han Jinhuan kept the gift list in his room because he's certain you'll never want to go to his room."

Xia Ying was immediately swayed to the next point, "Then shall we find an opportunity to go to his room and look for him?"

Lin Er naturally changed the subject again: "Do you think we should bring Father's memorial tablet to the capital, or should we kowtow to Father separately after we return to Yunzhou?"

Xia Ying: "...You're really annoying!!"

"Nonsense, I'm the most lovable person in my family."

Xia Ying glared fiercely at the man, "Stop being so cheeky, you count them for me, make sure there's nothing missing, do you hear me!"

"Isn't there any reward? Like, tonight you'll reward your husband by letting him go back to his room to sleep?" Lin Er said pitifully. "Even a son-in-law wants to sleep with his wife; it's so cold sleeping alone."

Xia Ying didn't reply, her face flushed as she looked up at the sky.

He's still a reserved young man! How could he have the audacity to utter such lewd words!

Although... although he also quite liked this cunning and treacherous fox...

"Or a kiss would be fine too."

"No!"

Lin Er sighed, "But we're already married."

Xia Ying felt too embarrassed to stay any longer, so she left after saying "I'm going back."

Lin Er was careless for a moment and failed to catch her runaway husband.

He sighed as he watched his husband's hurried escape. How long had it been since they'd even reached the point of holding hands?

How long will it take before I can kiss my handsome husband?!

Mr. Lin was melancholy, Mr. Lin was depressed, and Mr. Lin was overwhelmed by the sight of the warehouse full of calligraphy and paintings.

However, you have to do the work your husband assigns, even if it's difficult.

Lin Er spent the whole night taking inventory of these calligraphy and paintings, and after drafting the list, he found someone to authenticate the authenticity of these antiques and calligraphy and paintings.

After confirming that they were all genuine, he asked Zhongli to find a master forger from another region.

Not only Xia Ying's father's dowry, but even the screens and ornaments in Han Jinhuan's room were all quietly replaced in the dead of night.

The expert that Daxing found not only replaced Han Jinhuan's makeup box in less than half a month, but also found the dowry list from when Xia Ying's father got married.

So while Han Jinhuan was busy gathering the fleet, Xia Ying's dowry gradually returned to Xia Ying's hands.

Xia Ying originally thought that such a powerful expert must have a very high appearance fee.

When Lin Er said that hiring people and forging documents only cost three thousand taels, Xia Ying strangely felt it was very cheap.

It was Lin Er who told him that many martial arts sects were neither entirely righteous nor entirely evil, and that anything could be done as long as one was willing to spend money.

If it weren't for the martial arts alliance above them keeping things in check and preventing them from making any big moves, the martial arts world in the Central Plains would probably have been in chaos long ago.

Having retrieved her father's dowry, Xia Ying had finally resolved a major worry.

Although the fleet was handed over, Xia Ying had taken several large ships and nautical charts beforehand.

What we lack now are experienced veterans with plenty of experience going to sea.

Since we're starting from scratch, we need to have a name and a place.

Xia Ying thought about it for a long time but still couldn't decide on a good name.

He originally wanted to sever ties with the Xia family, so naturally he refused to use names like Xia's Shipping Company.

Lin Er, however, said with a grin that if he really couldn't think of a name, then he could borrow his Yingqing Tower.

Xia Ying said that if this name were displayed, anyone with eyes could guess the relationship between this fleet and him.

He thought of his stepfather's maiden name, and then of the unborn younger brother in his stepfather's belly, and then an idea came to him.

Soon, the Rebirth Boat Company quietly opened its doors next to a small fishing village in the sea.

The initial investment was considerable; a dock needed to be built, and some skilled shipbuilders needed to be found.

Most shipwrights in Yunzhou were small groups scattered across various regions. The master would pay for the materials and hire the team of craftsmen to build the ship.

Once the ship is built and launched without any problems, the shipwrights have nothing more to do.

Lin Er had come by boat and knew that a shipwright was indispensable on a ship.

If a ship is in danger of being wrecked, with a shipwright present, there is at least a chance to salvage the situation.

So the two of them put their heads together and, in addition to the sailors, also recruited some freelance shipwrights.

After all these miscellaneous matters were arranged, the Mid-Autumn Festival was almost here.

Before they knew it, Lin Er had been in Yunzhou for a full four months.

He has completely forgotten why he came to Yunzhou. He spends all his time with Young Master Xia, and has gone from being Boss Lin to Young Master Xia's personal lackey.

Zhongli and Daxing were puzzled from the beginning: Second Master could have started working, so why was he still living off his wife?

From feeling lost and helpless: Are we going to lose our jobs?

And now, he's just lazing around with his boss: eating, drinking, and having fun every day, it's great!

Lin Er barely cared about Yingqing Tower, treating it entirely as a transit point for his husband to transfer family assets.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, Xia Ying, though she didn't say it aloud, had secretly had ten bolts of high-quality mermaid silk packed up, preparing to return to the capital with that stinky fox.