[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent":3,"chapter-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-13":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fox Has No Malicious Intent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340466,4575,"Chapter 13: Cash Power Activated!","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-13",13,"\u003Cp>Just as Yu Zhenghong and Yu Xueqing were staring blankly at the door lock, trying to figure it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng had already strolled over to Lin Ying’s house, a bottle of Maotai dangling from his mouth, a faint, sly, mischievous smirk lingering on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng didn’t want Yu Xueqing caught in the middle over her superstitious father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this sudden event, An Sheng already had a solution in mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just required a bit of trouble for Lin Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, An Sheng frequently traveled between Jiule City and Nancheng, because Jiule City was one of the Tieguanyin tea-producing regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Xiadong region produces four major types of tea: green tea, white tea, black tea, and scented tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cultivation history of green tea there dates back to the Song Dynasty and once became a famous tribute tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want to do mid-to-high-end tea business, Xiadong is an unavoidable production area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from scented tea, which has little backstory, the other three tea types each carry centuries of history, offering countless stories to tell customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To command high prices, a compelling marketing story is an essential factor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every year in his past life, An Sheng stayed in Xiadong for about half a month—first to watch the Xiadong tea competition, second to select products and negotiate prices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng understood Xiadong’s customs and the personalities of its older generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing’s father had a habit of worshipping gods and Buddhas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But An Sheng knew these Xiadong people too well—what they called superstition wasn’t the fanaticism of organized religion; it was better described as “practical superstition.” The point was simply to seek peace of mind for an uncertain future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, praying costs nothing—maybe this immortal really works?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it doesn’t work, burn less incense, starve it for a few years, and it’ll settle down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things still go wrong after worship, just drive a bulldozer over and level the whole ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Xiadong, except for a few special ancestral deities, all other mountain and wilderness spirits lived here not just on eggshells—they were genuinely terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Yu Xueqing’s father be superstitious?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But An Sheng wanted to say: the iron fist of cash power could smash any feudal relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, he’d borrow Lin Ying’s fully insured Kulinan and just ram right into him—he’d straighten up fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng had full faith in Lin Jie’s abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has Lin Jie woken up? I came to borrow some props for showing off and slapping faces.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avoiding the busy nanny in the kitchen, An Sheng ran up to the master bedroom, stood on his hind legs, and peered over the mattress at Lin Ying, wrapped in a silk quilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying wasn’t asleep—she was just utterly drained, too listless to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When An Sheng, carrying a bottle of wine, pushed open the door, Lin Ying had already noticed him from the corner of her eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want to invite me for a drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying slowly sat up; lying too long had caused dizziness from insufficient blood flow to her brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she paid little attention to the dizziness—her gaze fixed instead on the white Yingying creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white fox was one of the few things that had stirred any interest in Lin Ying since that incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To find out whether the white fox was a hallucination before death or a product of a mad world, she, like a doll without a wind-up key, secretly took pills to rewind her own internal spring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yingying! Ying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying lowered her hand from her temples and looked at An Sheng, who was whimpering—but sadly, she had no talent for understanding animals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t decipher what the fox was trying to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she sharply noticed the dirt on An Sheng’s front paws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the fox seemed especially fond of the texture of her bedsheet—when his paws rested on the mattress, he unconsciously rubbed them against the soft fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【What are you really? A human? A mythical beast? Or just a figment of my imagination before death?】 Lin Ying sighed faintly in her mind, half-self-mocking, hoping to hear from you something about reincarnation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wish fulfilled: Pingzhang Dasheng (better to let Lin Ying believe you’re a life miracle with a mohawk than to believe you’re something that doesn’t exist).】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying, distracted by low blood sugar and dizziness as she sat up, drifted into random thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her subconscious wish, crystallized into text, appeared in An Sheng’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, Pingzhang Dasheng? Look at these little arms and legs of mine—do I look like someone who could go to the Underworld and become Pingzhang Dasheng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lin Ying’s wish, An Sheng involuntarily sucked in a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying had made two wishes to An Sheng so far. The first was for her family to return after an accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The condition for fulfillment was time reversal; the perfect fulfillment condition was helping her overcome depression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second wish was even crazier—seeing his behavior like a sentient demon, she’d imagined an entirely fictional place and wanted him to go there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Macin gunning down the Underworld? Advantage us? What a load of nonsense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sis, how about I roll over and show you my belly—see if I look like Doraemon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng muttered a few sarcastic remarks, turned around, grabbed the phone from the nightstand, and skillfully entered the five-zero password to open the Notes app.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng typed two lines in Notes, then carried the phone to Lin Ying’s face and tapped her thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox’s tiny paw tapped, scattering all the unscientific fantasies swirling in Lin Ying’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I brought you a gift.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【By the way, sis~ lend me some jewelry, cash, and luxury handbags.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying stared at the text on the phone, then at the harsh midday sun outside the window, and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can a person really get possessed in broad daylight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you?” Lin Ying had seen An Sheng order takeout and drag her around by force to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, she’d comforted herself: maybe she’d overdosed on medication and was hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after the fox typed two lines of text using Pinyin input, she knew she wasn’t insane—the world was!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the world weren’t insane, how could such an absurd scene appear before her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But thanks to her own severe illness, she was only briefly startled—then her expression returned to dead stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng flipped the phone and typed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I’m just a fox—fuzzy, stylish, and good at doing a mohawk.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【We’ll talk about that later—I need luxury items now, to show off and slap faces.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading the message, Lin Ying was stunned—but due to her illness, her expression remained cold and blank as she nodded slightly: “Fine. Take whatever you want from my safe and wardrobe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether you return them or not doesn’t matter—they mean nothing to me anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng, who had been thrilled to receive her permission and was about to pick out luxury items, felt a pang when he saw her crawl back under the covers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d seen the living. He’d seen the dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he’d never seen a living person quietly waiting to starve to death—neither in his past life nor this one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying was the first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop sleeping! Come help!” An Sheng ran back to the bed, bit Lin Ying’s collar, and dragged her out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You expect a fox to dress himself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come help me pick which one’s the most expensive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lin Ying was dragged along, listening to the fox’s clear whimpering, her face remained expressionless:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t understand your language. If you need to tell me something, type it on my phone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Help me change clothes—you can’t expect a fox cub to dress himself, can you?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Help me slick up that tuft on my head!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the master bedroom, the dressing game began—and Lin Ying felt a faint spark of interest in life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1321,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","602f7d29762ebadcdff41ba832d3bc12b7c447db3f05e17ae18f20be3f601df2","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-14","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-12",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]