Chapter 1251 - 1248

"In my mother's family, there's an elder who is currently a member of the Great Commander's advisory team, so the Great Commander approached my mother to act as an intermediary..."

Feina gestured and explained the background to Master Fuli before revealing the true purpose.

Just as Feina mentioned, the current Great Commander's family had a prestigious cash pile. The campaign consumed a horrifying amount of resources, totaling over 30 billion, but the cash actually put up by the Commander's family was only about four or five billion.

The remaining resources were borne by various landlords or corporate groups who all helped push the Great Commander to power.

Now, with the transition complete, the Great Commander naturally needs to fulfill his promises.

Among the hundreds of promises made by the Great Commander, one was to assist landlords in manipulating the stock market to recoup the campaign funds.

When a corporation profits, another person joining in means sharing the profits, right?

Anyway, the situation is as it is, giving Master Fuli an eight billion cash share just means being more aggressive in wording during the congressional inquiries, stirring up a storm.

"The Great Commander's ambitions aren't small, but they are limited by the domestic party and shadow commander's checks and balances. Nominally, the Great Commander, who holds supreme power, can't even get his orders out of the palace gates."

Feina said with a sly smile, "That's why the Great Commander learned of your interest in handling the Mayflower covertly through my mother's connection."

"Once the time is right, he plans to meet with his power-granting representatives at an estate."

As Feina spoke, she couldn't help but show an envious expression towards Master Fuli.

An effortless task that could instantly net a warm and considerate eight billion.

If not for her own lack of capability, Feina would've picked up a knife to assist the Great Commander in clearing obstacles.

"...Does it look like I'm taking the fall?" Ansheng rolled his eyes and retorted.

Feina's suggestion wasn't problematic. Simply put, it's hiring a hitman, but broadly speaking, it's interfering with the power transition of another country, belonging to international disputes.

The eight billion is not for murder but for finding someone who can withstand the pursuit of national-level interest groups.

Clearly, the Great Commander couldn't handle it. If he dared make a move, he'd be literally open-minded or broad-hearted the next day.

Master Fuli's living expenses were all covered by the state, with Lin Ying sending him pocket money in tens of thousands via WeChat, not because that's the limit of Lin Ying's wealth, but because of WeChat's daily payment cap.

A few billion dollars is nothing; just catch a landlord, a slight stab in their heart, and it would gush out.

Ansheng wasn't lacking money, naturally having no interest in selling his good name for a couple billion dollars.

"Oh..."

Feina didn't find it strange when Master Fuli refused.

Before coming, her mother said Master Fuli was way out of reach, and wouldn't be swayed by the pleas of commoners.

"Since Master Fuli doesn't agree, I'll go back and inform my mother."

"One more thing, my mother said that if Master Fuli has time, he should visit her at night, where he would see a well-dressed masquerade lady every night..." Feina glanced at Master Fuli's expression, instinctively crouching with a defensive posture, awkwardly speaking:

"My mother also said, seeing Master Fuli's heroic demeanor, made her feel a girlish crush."

"Your strong physique is simply a masterpiece meticulously crafted by the old man upstairs."

"Um...my mom said she feels like she's in love."

Feina blushed like a jellyfish, confessing to the opposite gender for the first time, but... she was speaking on behalf of her mother.

"Huh?"

Ansheng and Ah Qing simultaneously showed expressions of shattered worldviews, staring speechlessly at Feina.

At this moment, the car fell into an eerie silence.

"You're not hitting me?"

Feina, ready for a beating, saw Master Fuli not making a move and cautiously opened her eyes, seeing Master Fuli's dazed expression of a shattered worldview.

"Ahem...actually, my mother and father are in a family alliance marriage, Master Fuli, so there's no need to be surprised."

"My mother married my father purely for his looks, they usually do their own thing, or if my mother needs to entertain noblewomen, she'd let him handle it."

Feina said with a comforting face, piecing together Master Fuli's nearly broken worldview.

"Then...your dad is quite energetic," Ansheng exclaimed with wide eyes.

"He's alright! Works about twenty days a year, spends the rest of the time traveling the world or collecting rent."

Feina said as she jumped out of the car and ran towards the garden villa.

She knew this matter wouldn't succeed without Master Fuli saying anything.

Having lived in Xia Country for several years and being reshaped by Master Fuli's heavy blows, reshaping her worldview, losing her princess syndrome, she was not the same deluded person as before.

The noble ways of her mother in Xia Country would a hundred percent have others reporting her as a deranged stalker.

"......."

Ah Qing's lashes trembled as she stiffly turned to look at the little fox sitting in the passenger seat.

"...." Ansheng numbly glanced at Ah Qing's peculiar gaze.

The two sat in silent pause in the car.

"So Sister Wanlin was telling the truth?" Ah Qing looked at the little fox with a complex expression:

"There really are big rewards overseas for those who can endure Little Fox...I'm worried for you..."

Ansheng rolled his eyes and raised his paw, knocking Ah Qing on the head:

"Logically! I'm the victim here, okay? Getting confessed by old aunts in broad daylight on the street."

"And you don't even comfort my wounded spirit."

Ansheng grumbled, face full of black lines.

"Not at all!"

Ah Qing parked the car by the roadside, picked up the little fox in the passenger seat, unzipped her hoodie, and tucked it inside, then said in a muffled voice:

"The people over there don't have good intentions! Little Fox, you must be cautious when outside!"

"Firmly say no to those old aunts..."

Not good at expressing feelings, Ah Qing, after hearing the love letter brought by Feina, didn't bother gossiping about Feina's hired-killer plot, but instead safeguarded the little fox like guarding against thieves, stuffing it into her embrace.

Her expression and demeanor were no different from a doggie guarding its food after being starved for days.

"Anyway..."

Ah Qing gazed at the little fox in her arms, her ears slightly red, and said:

"Definitely not those old aunts, and if they're young, you'd have to bring them to me for scrutiny before I reclaim my rations!"

"If they can't afford it, it's no good either!"

"Hmph!"

Ah Qing forced herself to look away, not daring to see what kind of expression the little fox had.

With Little Fox's personality, Ah Qing felt that the fox would have an odd expression, as if discovering a new world while looking at her, right?

"Oh? Is that so?" Ansheng instinctively showed a strange expression and said, "You..."