Chapter 1110 - 1107: Are You Acting as a Traitor to the Team?!

"Xiaolan—"

Just as Master Fuli was sizing up Little Angel and asking about recent foreign events, Ah Qing had already parked the car in the outdoor lot, put the wheelchair on the ground, and pushed Grandfather toward the hotel.

Ah Qing called out to the little fox, reminding him that she was bringing Grandfather along.

"Eeek..."

Ansheng stopped talking, turned around, and let out a soft whine toward Ah Qing's direction.

"Mommy?"

Little Angel stood on tiptoes for a glance, then looked curiously at Master Fuli.

"You probably wouldn't want me to treat that thing wedged between your shoulders like a pimple and squeeze it, right?"

Master Fuli glanced at Little Angel without answering her question, speaking blandly.

"Oh…" Little Angel nodded quickly and didn't ask further questions.

If they kept chatting, Little Angel felt Master Fuli might say, "The weather's dry. I see this American Ginseng looks alright, let's take it home and stew it with chicken."

Little Angel firmly believed Master Fuli was such a devil that could commit such cruel and wanton acts.

While stewing the soup, he might even say, "Little Angel, aren't you famously resilient? What are you standing there for? Season yourself and once resurrected, bring forth the broth of yourself stewed…"

"Hello, Sister!"

Seeing Ah Qing approaching, Little Angel stood upright and sweetly called out:

"I'm Huhu's friend, just back from abroad to attend Grandmaster Lin's family wedding feast…"

With a playful smile, Little Angel naturally moved forward like a kitty, hugging Ah Qing's waist, introducing herself while snuggling against her side.

"Oh... You too."

Ah Qing's face showed slight surprise, looking at the Persian cat hugging her, speaking somewhat awkwardly.

Like... Too much like a well-behaved kitty, almost making Ah Qing instinctively rub her head.

"Let me help, Sister! Grandpa is seated, let's go inside for some warm air!"

In a considerate manner, Little Angel took over the wheelchair handles and pushed Grandfather jovially towards the hotel's lobby, laughing like silver bells.

"Huh?"

Grandfather's expression froze, instinctively gripping the wheelchair handles tightly, startled inwardly: Strength!

"We just…"

Ah Qing looked blankly at the little fox. But Ansheng waved it off, saying, "Don't mix up cause and effect; it was us who accidentally ran over her with the car, that's why she's so obedient."

"Not because she looks easy to bully did I run over her. If you show her any kindness, she'll walk all over you, even plotting the most precise way to slice out your kidney."

"!!!" Ah Qing's head exclamation-marked, looked at Ansheng in shock.

Slice… Slice out a kidney?

The girls and the little fox too?

Ah Qing, bewildered, picked up the little fox and headed inside the hotel.

After settling Grandfather and a handover from the housekeeping auntie in their suite, time was already nearing evening, Ah Qing, Ansheng, and Little Angel had a meal at the hotel.

"... Huhu is super awesome; generally speaking, without any reason to provoke, everyone usually remains peaceful."

"But Huhu is different; seeing nothing, he casually says 'Fight the disobedient,' and starts a fight. Later, after consulting Professor Xia Yu, I finally understood the astonishing wisdom this 'Fight the disobedient' phrase contains."

"Translated, it means, 'You bunch of rebellious ones won't even call me dad!'"

Leaving the hotel, Little Angel answered Ah Qing's question excitedly.

"Fox acknowledges children, children don't comply, Fox gets angry, and falling into Master Fuli's hands, they face a grim fate."

"Moreover, due to Master Fuli's eccentric actions, some who can't stand Huhu seem to be pushing for a special temporary wildlife control law."

"There's talk of a false scientific report claiming Huhu carries alleged pathogens, banning global fox-related cross-border trade until cleared."

"Basically, it's like Huhu is so strong, adversaries burying their heads in the sand, believing seeing none means none exist."

Little Angel rattled on about Master Fuli's formidable might.

"Proposal… proposing legislation at the United Assembly?" Ah Qing, dumbstruck, looked at the little fox.

"Don't mind her nonsense…" Ansheng rolled his eyes, teased: "She used to sell insurance; beware of her cleaning out your living expenses to buy dividend plans."

"?"

Little Angel, eyes suddenly wide, realized Master Fuli's words made perfect sense, utterly unable to refute.

"Haha…"

Seeing Little Angel petrified in place, Ah Qing sitting in the passenger seat chuckled, amused by the little fox's cold and unfeeling words.

Little Angel's words were hard to differentiate true from false.

But Ah Qing was sure of one thing: Little Angel clearly had been bullied by the little fox before.

And likely bullied quite harshly, to the point she's turned into a little lick-kitty now.

…

Amidst banter, Master Fuli's flesh battle-driven vehicle reached Xia East Security Bureau's office.

Prepare to close the afternoon's Corgi case, then proceed to pick up Sun Xingyao arriving tonight at Xia East, with Fox Father and Fox Mother.

Except.

Lying atop Little Angel's head, just out of the elevator, Ansheng witnessed a sight making his pupils quake.

Long unseen Li Wenkang appeared squarely at Xia East Security Bureau's front desk, kicked back in his chair, feet perched on the long table, eyes fixed on a tablet.

Beside Li Wenkang, there lay a gift bag seemingly for gifting, emblazoned with a Maozi logo.

In the bag, two bottles of Maozi, two packs of cigarettes lying level, with obvious stuffing inside.

"Hey! Master Fuli is here!"

Li Wenkang, seeing Master Fuli's emergence, jumped up from his chair, grinning widely as he grabbed the gift bag and approached.

"What? Did you get caught?"

Ansheng, face curious, watched Li Wenkang with the gift bag coming toward him: "Stay three meters away; I fear soon being enveloped by a laser-embroidered Go board."

"Dense red dots recklessly playing five-in-a-row on Ansheng..."

"Principal… Principal?"

Ah Qing, sighting Li Wenkang, startled, questioned the Honorary Principal of Xinxing Agricultural Science College.

"Huh?"

Li Wenkang, bemused by the sight of Master Fuli staring at him like he'd seen a ghost, paused, nodded gently at Ah Qing, then continued asking:

"Me, caught? How could I commit anything? I merely drifted at sea for a month, got a healthy tan, right?"

"How should I know what you committed." Ansheng retorted: "Your manner upon greeting, wielding the gift box like a weasel wishing Chicken a Happy New Year."

"Even if you gave me two packs of cigarettes or invited Ansheng for a cola; then I could still call you Old Li."

"But here you are with Maozi and Huazi; I truly fear you've become a traitor, ruining my reputation."

Master Fuli didn't hold back, voicing outright suspicion toward Old Li's odd conduct.

Treachery and betrayal weren't serious accusations, naturally expressed in jest.

However, based on his actions, Old Li indeed seemed up to no good.

Ansheng must guard against all contingencies, sparing a trip with the trickster into deep forests.

"Oh right, you don't smoke or drink" Li Wenkang slapped his head in mock annoyance, naturally stashed away the gift box, and fished out two cans of cola from the bag.

Once the colas emerged, the previously level cigarettes and alcohol now became uneven.

Ansheng: "..."