[{"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-8":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},2340461,4575,"Chapter 8: Lin Ying and the Confused One (Contract Signed, Seeking Monthly Votes)","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>An Sheng exited through the window, scaled the wall, and landed on the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six hundred meters diagonally opposite Yu Xueqing’s old residence stood a true mansion, complete with garden, swimming pool, and wine cellar basement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner of this mansion was genuinely wealthy, not merely appearing rich—even the walls bore a ring of steel mesh to deter peeping and thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng arrived at the mansion’s main gate, climbed the carved pillars to a height of four meters, glanced into the brightly lit interior, then descended into the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mansion’s owner bore the surname Lin; An Sheng had met her a week ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not close, she was certainly one of his go-to spots for free meals in Zhangxizhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng followed the marble path to the sliding doors of the living room, raised his fox paws, and pried them open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights were on, but no one was in the living room; the house was unnaturally silent, the meals on the island counter long gone cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The central air conditioning blew out a chilling wind, giving the house an eerie, drafty feel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng glanced at the island counter but chose not to dive in immediately; instead, he sprinted up the marble staircase to the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire second floor consisted of only two rooms: a fifty-square-meter sunroom and a master bedroom nearly one hundred twenty square meters in size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Jie, you home? I came for a free meal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng leaped up, unlocked the door, and stepped into the master bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He passed through the wardrobe by the bench, then the bathroom and study, before reaching the large bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng looked up at the woman lying on the bed, her entire presence radiating gloom and exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was in her early thirties, her long black hair spilling naturally over the pillow; her face, once as delicate and radiant as a girl of sixteen, now betrayed profound weakness and weariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing An Sheng, she showed no surprise, merely turned over, curled into a ball, and pulled the white sheet over herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get up and eat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng leapt onto the bed, bouncing and shoving the woman beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng and the woman on the bed were not close; he only learned her name from a wish form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her name was Lin Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her wish to An Sheng was: I hope my whole family comes back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【If only I’d canceled that business meeting that day… maybe we’d all still be together.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wish fulfilled: Time reversal (Lin Ying can’t get past this hurdle—if you can manipulate her, perhaps you might turn her from “pants trouble” into Kulinan).】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, on the grass with Lai Fu, while urinating, An Sheng heard a heavy splash and followed the sound to Lin’s mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peering through the gate crack, he saw Lin Ying, dazed, driving her car straight into the swimming pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng was startled, forgot everything else, and immediately dragged Lin Ying out from the bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had his physique not been enhanced multiple times, he might not have broken the window to pull her out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get up and eat! Your future Kulinan and I depend on you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng jumped onto the bed, pushed Lin Ying’s waist, yanked her out of the covers, bit her pajama collar, and dragged her toward the bedroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying’s gaze was vacant, as if utterly drunk into unconsciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng dragged her to the elevator, leaped up, and slapped the button; he half-carried, half-pulled her to the open-plan kitchen island on the first floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng stood upright, hoisted the microwave onto the island, ran to the living room for a power strip, and plugged it in to reheat the food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng exhaled, squatted beside the island, and looked at Lin Ying, whimpering: “To have the great Chinese second-fox tending to your daily needs—even heating your meals at night—is a paid service.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I haven’t gotten my ID yet, so I can’t activate WeChat or Blue Treasure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need to write me a check. No—cash is better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without an ID, I can’t even get a queue number at the bank. I don’t want to change my nationality to become a North American red fox just because I can’t cash a check.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why a North American red fox? Because their heads and scalps are always hanging on the fireplace BBQ.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng boasted his fox joke, but Lin Ying lacked Yu Xueqing’s ability to communicate with animals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could only hear the rhythmic, song-like whimpering of the fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng didn’t care whether Lin Ying understood him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His original reason for saving her was purely to do good and accumulate virtue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hidden perks of free meals were discovered later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reheating the food, An Sheng forced several large bites into Lin Ying, who was nearly fainting from hunger, then wandered off to check the mansion’s surveillance room, confirming the computer was powered off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, An Sheng greeted Lin Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he left, he remembered to raise the central air conditioning’s temperature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After consuming carbohydrates, Lin Ying’s pale face gradually regained some color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She watched the white fox exit, close the sliding door, and vanish into the courtyard, tail swaying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting dizziness, Lin Ying sat up, shook her head, and climbed the stairs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I told anyone, they’d think I’d gone mad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A fox that smashes car windows, knows how to shut down surveillance and remove hard drives, and even cooks me a five-dish, one-soup meal overnight…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After five straight days of medication, I’ve confirmed I’m not insane—my world, however, has gone mad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying sat on the bed, stared at the antidepressants on the nightstand, then at the moonlight outside, silently picked up the pills she despised, swallowed them, and lay back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying knew she suffered from a psychological illness, and lately her mood had been severely depressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly drowning, she had already resumed taking medication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her condition didn’t improve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That white fox even borrowed her phone, ordered KFC, pointed at the “Crazy Thursday” promotion, and gave a thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Ying thought it tasted bad—the egg tarts were too sweet, the chicken too dry, and the cola’s fizz diluted by ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the fox used her phone to order again, she’d recommend McDonald’s—her daughter’s favorite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying didn’t want to admit she was ill—nor did any normal person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her reason for taking medication was to investigate one thing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who among herself, the world, and the fox was truly broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the more pills she took, the more she suspected they were made of mushrooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng, leaving the mansion, didn’t know Lin Ying—once resistant to treatment—had quietly resumed her medication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exiting the mansion, An Sheng didn’t go home; he headed into the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to use his free day to visit Yu Xueqing’s mountain tea fields and investigate the source of the rodent infestation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the rodent problem persisted, Yu Xueqing’s leased mountain land would remain barren wasteland—especially unsuitable for delicate tea plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For An Sheng, he had a perfect formula for his current situation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing doesn’t earn = I don’t eat = I suffer worse than a rooster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before climbing the mountain, An Sheng detoured to a recycling station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Frr—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A creature hidden inside the station sensed danger and emitted a warning hiss, slithering slowly from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fat king cobra, nearly four meters long and weighing over twenty catties, stared at An Sheng with intense wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1257,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","48bf86a79a56e82c014e7c1b23d1e7d3b9c6ed485fa99176d96af90cd5e68a56","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-9","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-7",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]