Ansheng ran to Lin Ying's house and stayed for a long time.
On the ground, Ansheng rolled around, clutching Lin Ying's thighs and pleading incessantly.
Long since lost interest in life, even too lazy to commit suicide, planning to starve herself alive, Lin Ying looked at the adorable creature on the floor, causing a ruckus and rolling around, gave a light sigh and called the maids on the first floor for help.
High-end luxury items aren't necessarily custom-made, but all accessories are designed for humans.
Ansheng wanted to wear those things, so naturally Lin Ying had to help with some DIY alterations.
Patek Moonphase.... dismantled.
Pure gold bracelet.... straightened with pliers.
Hermès orange handbag... cut.
Lin Ying, dressed in her nightgown, sat on the sofa chair in the walk-in closet, her gaze wandering as if deep in thought, unaffected by the items the maids were busy dismantling.
Such a scene.... Lin Ying remembered, when her daughter first started kindergarten, the kindergarten teacher assigned a parent-child collaborative craft lesson.
Back then.... In the walk-in closet, her silly daughter happily wielded scissors and cut her own handbag.
Moreover, she complained that mom buys fakes; the quality of the handbag was terrible, falling apart with one snip.
True or not... Lin Ying didn't care, she merely looked, exasperated, at her mischievous kid turning her wardrobe upside down, throwing everything onto the floor.
Recalling some amusing things, Lin Ying's lifeless face, stretched into a stiff smile.
Ansheng stood proudly on all fours atop a glass display cabinet, full of joy, having the maids measure him.
Both Lin Ying and Ansheng, the masterminds behind this scene, shared smiles.
However, the expressions on the three maids' faces, while not exactly fearsome, could definitely be described as grimacing.
As housekeepers of this place, they had some understanding of Lin Ying and her husband's various accessories.
While Lin Ying, the owner, wasn't distressed, their hearts trembled as they dismantled and cut.
Especially when fixing the dismantled watch strap on the side of the neck of a white fox, preparing to sew a new pet collar using Hermès orange handbag material.
They maintained a breathless expression throughout, as for why they were breathless.
Because.... The watch being fitted on the fox's neck was Lin Family's son-in-law's item, with a market price close to four hundred.
Four million on a pet's neck, anyone seeing it would feel breathless, with a sense of heart stopping.
However, Ansheng didn't know, only feeling the blue watch was shiny and quite pretty.
Lin Ying's wealth was beyond Ansheng's imagination.
"Alas——what a pity...."
After changing into his new outfit, Ansheng turned to look at the still dazed Lin Ying and sighed long.
"Actually, I feel we're quite a match; poor me and wealthy you, plus we both have long legs... Alas, we don't speak the same language!"
"In this aspect, Ah Qing triumphed overwhelmingly!"
Ansheng's smug words echoed in the walk-in closet as intermittent murmurs.
Ansheng hopped off the display table, arrogantly admiring himself in front of the floor mirror in his new outfit.
"Ahem..."
Ansheng snapped out of his arrogance, striding over with leg adorned by a golden bracelet to Lin Ying, stood on his hindlegs, leaned against Lin Ying's thigh and said, "Hey! Stop spacing out, we're past the meal time."
"Lend me these things for a few days, I'll return them to you later....don't worry! My home is just diagonally opposite, plus there's a record of a smuggling case at the police station, I can't run away."
A sequence of child-like, clear murmurs awakened Lin Ying.
Lin Ying retracted her smile, raised her hand to pat the little fox's head, said nothing, and turned back to her bedroom.
"Clean up the scraps in the walk-in closet, you don't need to care for the fox."
"Understood, Miss Lin....." The maid initially intended to stop the fox that wanted to leave, but hearing Lin Ying's instruction, remained silent and watched the fox.
They all widened their eyes, watching Ansheng walk from the master bedroom to the first floor.
The fox seemed to think it was too clean, purposely rolling on the ground leaving marks from the gold bracelet scraping against it.
"Sigh...."
The maid winced watching the fox, it's no big deal if the bracelet got scuffed, just don't lose the watch.
Lin Ying wasn't upset, but watching did sting their hearts.
...
Leaving Lin Ying's house, Ansheng deliberately rolled on the floor, dirtying himself, preparing to transform into a stray fox.
More precisely, to disguise himself as a fox young master accidentally left behind by a wealthy family.
Previously, you ignored me.
Now, do I resemble my past self?
Superstitious?
Come, come, try pushing me away now!
Can't you see me decked out in gold and silver, family conditions flourishing like wild grass, just asking—don't you want the bounty a rich family might offer out of nowhere!
Ansheng dared to bet with his own bell that if Yu Xueqing's dad saw him, his eyes would bulge out.
Superstition doesn't hold water against the power of money.
"Whimper whimper whimper——"
Ansheng, wearing a sly grin, walked with his fox head held high.
He slowly whimpered twice when he reached the alley between Yu Xueqing's house and Lai Foo's.
Having stayed several hours at Lin Ying's place procuring a new outfit, Ansheng hadn't had time for precious lunch, now he was very hungry.
Ansheng licked his lips, eyed the windowsill at Yu Xueqing's alley entrance, grabbed a hold and climbed up.
"!?"
Meanwhile inside, Yu Xueqing suddenly heard Xiaolan's clear whimper, her breath caught, hurriedly scanned the room to find the runaway Xiaolan.
"Huh? Aren't Shiitake Mouse all in the pot? Where did that mousey sound come from?"
Lying on the sofa, scrolling through shorts to aid digestion, Yu Zhenghong was puzzled, scanning around suspiciously.
"Hubby.... hubby...."
Yu Xueqing's mother, seemingly seeing the source emitting child-like laughter, stared wide-eyed in shock and discreetly nudged her husband's foot:
"Quick... look at the dining room windowsill, I think there's something wrong with my eyes, a golden fox!"
At Yu Xueqing mom's calling, Yu Zhenghong and Yu Xueqing turned their gaze simultaneously toward the dining room windowsill.
"Sigh——"
The father and daughter unconsciously sucked in a chilly breath.
What did they see, a pure snow-white small fox, perched on the windowsill, adorning four golden bracelets on its small paws.
And at its neck collar side, a strikingly radiant brilliant blue watch.
Yu Zhenghong may not know what the flashy item on the pet collar was, but he recognized gold!
The fox had gold bracelets!
Additionally, wearing what seemed like a waist belt, Yu Zhenghong couldn't forget those patterns, damn Chanel!
He recently bought one for his wife to celebrate their twentieth wedding anniversary!
When purchasing it, his heart bled, now he saw it on a stray fox!
Yu Xueqing's eyes widened, completely unaware of what happened to Xiaolan during the past noon.
"Hmm hmm hmm!"
Ansheng jumped onto the dining table from the windowsill, smiling slyly at Yu Xueqing's dad, slowly raised his paw arrogantly, lightly patting on the dish-cover.
The haughty raised head posture seemed to say, give me some good food.
"Ah Qing.... what's the story across the street?" Watching the fox, super confident, Yu Zhenghong's eyelids twitched, nervously speaking.
"It's.... greeting you, saying it's hungry." Yu Xueqing translated, entirely dumbfounded.
Ansheng slowly stretched his paw, full of pride, lazily murmured:
"Allow me to introduce myself formally, I'm a solution to dogs not being cuddly and cats not being affectionate, while also embracing the noisy traits of dogs and the mischievousness of cat paws as National Two."
"I'm an albino red fox from the Capital City——"