I, Fox, have finally escaped!

Xiao Chi stepped into the villa, his body radiating an almost tangible chill and rage.

Along the way, the servants held their breath and bowed their heads, even deliberately softening the rustling of their clothes. In the vast space, only the echo of his cold leather shoes striking the ground resounded, each sound striking the hearts of the people.

He walked straight through the magnificent, quiet corridor and headed towards the stairs leading to the underground wine cellar.

The cellar was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of aged oak and wine.

Instead of selecting or decanting the wine as usual, he went straight to the nearest wine rack, took down a bottle of spirits marked with an ancient vintage, and uncorked it.

The clear liquid was poured into the crystal glass, making a crisp sound.

He tilted his head back and drank it all down. The spiciness and rich aroma rushed down his throat, but it was like oil being poured on a raging fire in his heart.

The fire, far from being quelled, was instead stirred up by the stimulation, becoming even more agitated, burning fiercely in the chest with a sense of pent-up frustration.

It's just a fox.

He comforted himself in this way.

A fox that knows nothing and is full of wildness.

He shouldn't get angry over this heartless fox.

But what kept flashing through his mind was that snow-white figure nestled in Jiang Yu's arms without any hesitation, and... that bite that was unwavering and wildly defiant.

The spot on his wrist where he had been rubbed by his teeth was still faintly hot, a reminder of the unexpected betrayal from all that he owned.

It's just a fox.

He gripped the wine glass tightly, his fingertips tightening slightly until his knuckles turned white.

He repeated it to himself, trying to suppress all his turbulent emotions with this definition.

A wild and untamed beast that I found by chance, who doesn't know what's good for him.

Give it shelter and treat it well, but it turns around and turns its teeth against you, even rushing to another person's embrace.

He shouldn't get angry over such a heartless thing, and it's not worth having a pointless argument with Jiang Yu over it.

It's just a toy; losing it or having someone else play with it temporarily won't cause any major problems.

The logic is clear and the reasoning is straightforward.

But why does the fire in my chest burn even more intensely?

Why can't I shake the image of those bright eyes, where, besides their wildness, there's an occasional glint of almost human mockery and liveliness?

And then there's the way he scratches the sofa, messes up the room, yet at certain moments he quietly curls up in the sunlight...

Xiao Chi slammed down his wine glass, making a slightly heavy thud.

He raised his hand and pressed his temples, trying to dispel these useless images.

"Young Master."

A restrained yet respectful voice came from the cellar doorway, maintained at a safe distance, "Your dinner tonight..."

"No need," Xiao Chi interrupted him, his voice slightly hoarse from the alcohol and suppressed anger. "Get out."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, then the footsteps faded away softly.

The wine cellar fell silent again, with only his own breathing sound.

He leaned against the cold wine rack, slowly slid down onto the polished floor, his expensive handmade suit covered in dust, but he didn't care.

The gaze falls on a point in the void.

He was used to having everything under control, whether it was his vast business empire, his interpersonal relationships, or political figures and celebrities.

The fox's appearance was an accident, and keeping it was an impulsive decision. He had thought this accident could be easily tamed, or at least kept within a controllable range, becoming a docile decoration in the mansion.

But it's not decoration.

It will destroy, it will rebel, it will...choose.

Choose to leave with Jiang Yu.

Xiao Chi's lips pressed into a cold, straight line.

Jiang Yu...

He could almost picture the other person's smug smile and the look in their eyes when they discovered a fun new toy.

Showing off his things as trophies has already crossed his line.

The phrase "we'll get it back with interest sooner or later" wasn't just empty boasting.

Now, even he himself can't tell whether what he wants to take back is the ungrateful fox itself, or the ownership and sense of control that has been thoroughly challenged.

Perhaps it's a combination of both.

He poured himself another glass of wine, but this time he didn't drink it immediately. He just watched the amber liquid swaying in the glass.

Alcohol makes one's thinking a little sluggish, but it also brings to the surface certain emotions that have been suppressed by reason.

Besides anger and offense, there seems to be something else...

Yes, it was the kind of extremely subtle thing that he almost ignored.

Disappointment?

The idea was so absurd that he wanted to sneer.

Feeling down because of a fox?

That's ridiculous.

But why does this spacious and magnificent wine cellar seem so empty and cold at this moment?

Why is it that the rich aroma of wine that used to calm him now only brings him frustration?

He closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and gulped down the wine.

The spiciness hit me right in the head, but it still couldn't wash away the inexplicable blockage in my heart.

It's just a fox.

He told himself that again, but this time, even he could hear the weakness and self-deception in his words.

Meanwhile, the Yu Fuli, who is far away at Jiang Yu's residence, is probably enjoying better treatment from its new owner.

Xiao Chi twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

He gave the fox the best he could imagine—top-quality food, a comfortable and safe environment, and even when he himself was overwhelmed with various affairs and unable to attend to everything, he would still make time to return to this villa.

He thought that this special attention and the gift itself would make the fox remember him a little.

The results of it?

What she got in return was a wild, merciless bite, and today she turned around without hesitation and ran into the arms of another person.

What is this?

A one-sided, self-righteous act of charity resulted in a complete joke.

Alcohol may slow down thinking, but it also brings to the surface things that have been hidden by arrogance.

Was what he gave really what the fox needed?

Those expensive foods, the exquisite cages, and his occasional, condescending visits.

Perhaps in its eyes, all of this was no different from Jiang Yu's invitation, which was fresh and exciting, and perhaps the latter was even more interesting to it.

However, this is not enough to justify betrayal.

Therefore, the problem isn't with the fox, it's with Jiang Yu.

The fox is right.

A fox is still a fox, wild and playful, fond of new things, so when Jiang Yu, who represents novelty, appears, the fox will naturally be attracted away.

Therefore, it was Jiang Yu's fault; he shouldn't have appeared in front of the fox.

The confusion and self-mockery in Xiao Chi's eyes gradually faded.

Moreover, his things, whether left behind on a whim or for some other reason, once they bear his mark, there's no reason to let them go easily.

He slowly stood up, brushed the dust off his suit, and the moment of dejection he had just felt seemed to have never existed.

The teeth marks on his wrist stung slightly, but now they no longer offended him. Instead, they served as a stark reminder that he must not let go.

He walked out of the wine cellar with steady steps.

He took the warm towel handed to him by the butler at the right time, wiped the wine stains off his hands, paused, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Prepare the car."

"I'm going to Jiang Yu's house to pick up that disobedient fox."

Not tomorrow, not later, it's now.

He suddenly wondered what expressions the audacious fox and the smug Jiang Yu would have when he reappeared.

However, Xiao Chi was destined never to see the expression on the fox's face.

Because the fox ran away!

Just a few hours earlier, Jiang Yu had placed Yu Fuli in the passenger seat, and the sports car had arrogantly driven away from Xiao Chi's villa.

At first, the vehicle drove smoothly on the road leading to the city, and everything seemed to be going according to Jiang Yu's expectations.

Until the snow-white figure in the passenger seat began to show unusual anxiety.

He no longer curled up quietly, but turned his body restlessly, making soft whimpering sounds in his throat, and even began to scratch at the closed car window next to him with his front paws, making a slight scraping sound.

Jiang Yu glanced to the side and met the fox's gaze as it turned its head.

In those crystal-clear eyes, a pleading expression was clearly reflected. She looked at the scenery rushing past the window, then at him, and so on.

"What?" Jiang Yu found it amusing, her tone light and cheerful. "You want me to open the window?"

To his surprise, the fox seemed to understand and nodded clearly in an extremely human-like manner.

Jiang Yu chuckled softly, unsuspecting.

He had seen too many dog ​​owners, whose large dogs often liked to stick their heads out of the car window, squint their eyes, and look like they were enjoying themselves.

Perhaps this special little fox has similar preferences?

He was happy to grant this harmless little request.

"Sure," he readily pressed the window control button, the bulletproof glass lowered, and the cool evening breeze immediately rushed into the car. "You'll be satisfied."

Sure enough, as soon as the car window was lowered high enough, the snow-white figure eagerly stuck its head out, its fluffy hair being blown backward by the wind.

Just as Jiang Yu thought it simply wanted to enjoy the breeze, and was even prepared to admire the little guy's contented expression as it squinted in the wind—

Yu Fuli kicked off the leather seat with its hind legs!

Her entire figure leaped out of the car window like an arrow released from a bow, without the slightest hesitation, lightly yet resolutely!

"What?!" Jiang Yu's smile froze instantly, and his azure pupils suddenly contracted.

He instinctively jerked the steering wheel, and the high-performance sports car screeched as it drew a breathtaking arc on the empty road before screeching to a stop at the roadside.

He quickly got out of the car and ran back, but under the dim streetlights, he only had time to see the white afterimage flash like a point of light blending into the night, before it disappeared completely into the depths of the alley leading to the city area.

Jiang Yu stood there, gazing in the direction where the fox had disappeared from sight. The astonishment on his face slowly faded, replaced by a more complex and intense emotion.

It wasn't just simple anger or frustration, but a thoroughly aroused hunting instinct mixed with frustration and doubled excitement.

"Escape?" he muttered to himself. "Interesting...very interesting."