[{"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-187":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},2340640,4575,"Chapter 187: The Brand-New Package for Fuli Lao Ye","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-187",187,"\u003Cp>“Fuli Lao Ye?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back inside the house, Lin Ying immediately saw Fuli Lao Ye staring blankly, mouth slightly agape, as if he had just witnessed something shocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying scanned the room, but saw nothing unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Nothing’s wrong—just saw a hellish joke on the feed: a white doctor tells a Black man with a cold his legs are black and need amputation, then cuts to a picture of a panda-man who’s been slapped, with a circular hole in the center of the palm.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng gradually softened his expression and blurted out nonsense to brush it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuli Lao Ye’s interests are truly broad,” Lin Ying said, slightly startled, then offered a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hellish joke Fuli Lao Ye told wasn’t funny to Lin Ying, but the sight of him squatting on the table, quickly typing a line of text, then holding his phone up to his face was quite amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying tidied up slightly and boarded her usual black business car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the black business car did not head toward Hailinglong as planned; instead, it went to a residential complex to pick up someone already waiting at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman was in her early forties, wearing a long-tailed black suit over a black vest and white shirt, her hair neatly combed back into a tight bun with a single ponytail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave off the impression of a male butler straight out of a British drama—rigid and formal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Lin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled at Lin Ying, unbuttoned her suit jacket, and slid into the front passenger seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying ying ying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng glanced at Lin Ying, puzzled—why had they picked up another person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bingyun, my housekeeper,” Lin Ying said, as if sensing Fuli Lao Ye’s confusion. “Or rather, she’s the head of the housekeeping staff. Her main duties are household finance and investment management; personnel planning and banquet coordination are secondary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Bingyun turned and smiled at An Sheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I gave them all extended leave, but now that I’m recovering, I need to return to the company to handle some matters. If I’m away, Fuli Lao Ye can call her for anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s trustworthy—she just can’t hand-craft nuclear bombs. Otherwise, she covers everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying’s trust in Lin Bingyun was extreme, clearly indicating the woman’s standing in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If time could move back thirty years, Miss, you could’ve had a nuclear bomb,” Lin Bingyun joked. “Nowadays, dirty bombs are probably the limit for commercial entities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng glanced at Lin Ying, then at the chief housekeeper in the front seat, skeptical: “Does anyone in this world really cover everything? I don’t believe it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unless you turn into a can of ice-cold cola for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asking Lin Bingyun to produce a cola was obviously unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since falling ill, Lin Ying hadn’t visited the company in a long time. While traditional industries don’t require endless meetings like internet or finance firms, before her illness, her schedule was packed with invitations, inspections across industries, and meetings with corporate executives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, she was constantly traveling, especially since she oversaw the investment division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Lin Holdings still operates on its established model, many projects and new investments now require Lin Ying’s approval and on-site evaluation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While real estate businesses don’t collapse overnight, a wrong decision won’t show its consequences immediately—it takes time to ferment and feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making new decisions while patching up old ones was Lin Ying’s daily routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The company might be busy for a while, so Lin Ying felt she might not be able to attend to Fuli Lao Ye, and thus reassembled the team that used to care for her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reassembled” might not be accurate—Lin Ying had simply given them extended leave. They didn’t need to appear before her or care for the little princess, but otherwise, everything remained unchanged—they still lived in Lin Ying’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only, Lin Ying herself no longer lived in her own house; she stayed in a countryside villa in Zhangxizhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The residential complex Lin Bingyun had just left was, in fact, Lin Ying’s usual home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, by assigning the driver, housekeeper, and maids as a full package to Fuli Lao Ye, Lin Ying felt confident that even when she was away working, Fuli Lao Ye wouldn’t go hungry, and she could learn his condition through the housekeeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she wouldn’t miss any signs of Fuli Lao Ye feeling unwell while she was out on business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black business car drove straight ahead and stopped in the parking lot behind Hailinglong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Why is Lin Hao squatting there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they entered the parking lot, An Sheng saw Lin Hao—who always carried a golden-rimmed hedgehog—now absentmindedly not holding it, and wearing a plain white shirt instead of his usual flashy suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood with a group near the back entrance, glancing repeatedly at his wristwatch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drive right up,” Lin Bingyun said, instructing Lin Shu to pull the car to a stop before Lin Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the car halted, Lin Bingyun stepped out from the front passenger seat, buttoned her suit jacket, and opened the rear door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome, Lin Dong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Hao offered a friendly smile, stepping forward to greet his senior from the same lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Lin family of Xia Dong was clean-cut, the overseas Lins could go wild beyond imagination—mere outlaws were nothing compared to them. The European Lins ran armored divisions and full U.S.-equipped infantry brigades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a certain sense, Lin Ying was the idol of every shadow-business figure in Xia Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the black business car’s door opened, the little fox stared wide-eyed at Lin Hao. Lin Hao’s carefully rehearsed speech vanished instantly upon seeing Fuli Lao Ye inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“F-Fuli!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Hao’s eyes bulged, his face filled with utter horror: “Y-y-you—you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That morning, protected by Hedgehog Nainai, Lin Hao had maintained his businessman’s composure upon seeing Fuli Lao Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, in the same parking lot at night, encountering Fuli Lao Ye again out of nowhere, his mind instantly returned to the recent night of [Fuli Lao Ye’s Iron-Rolling Night].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The furious Fuli Lao Ye had beaten Nainai senseless, nearly stripping her hide off—like a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you two know each other?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lin Hao’s ashen face and Fuli Lao Ye’s wide-eyed stare, Lin Ying studied them both, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Dong, Fuli—I—I—” Lin Hao stood dumbfounded, utterly speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, a wave of grievance surged in Lin Hao’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng and Lin Ying appearing together clearly made Lin Hao misinterpret something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve got such massive business—left hand: armed forces and spirit-beast gangs, right hand: real estate, finance, shipping, and healthcare. Why come harass us lowlifes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We haven’t provoked you. We’re not even in competition with you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why do we still get slapped twice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this some new loyalty test?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1130,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","491baf81b843daa23fd97e3c08c68652fc3039dd9242c3f7c1f0baf7a036c026","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-188","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-186",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]