No!
Absolutely not!
She wanted to run away as fast as she could!
Ji Ran suddenly felt her little brain turn into mush. She shook the water inside it, but still couldn’t figure out how she had ended up kissing him just moments ago.
Afraid that Fu Jingyuan might feel offended, she quickly apologized again with a pitiful look: “Uncle Fu, Ranran really didn’t mean it… Can you forgive Ranran?”
Fu Jingyuan’s gaze suddenly fell on the little fox ring on his left index finger.
It was something he had spent a fortune to acquire, engraved with Ji Ran’s name—a ring specifically meant to attract Ji Ran.
He had never believed in gods or ghosts in his life, yet for Ji Ran, he had placed his faith in this intangible thing.
The master had told him that once he wore the ring, Ji Ran would soon fall in love with him.
Could it already be taking effect?
“Uncle Fu?”
Ji Ran looked at Fu Jingyuan and noticed that the man’s expression had softened considerably.
Her mind whirred, and she decided to seize the opportunity, coyly voicing her request.
“Uncle Fu, can we not go home? You promised Ranran we’d move out.”
“Uncle Fu~”
“Uncle Fu~”
Ji Ran’s coquettish voice was soft and sweet, paired with those pitiful, innocent big eyes—most people would find it impossible to resist.
Fu Jingyuan was swayed by her as she clung to his arm, shaking it gently.
This little thing!
Every time she acted cute, it struck right at Fu Jingyuan’s heart, making it unbearable for him.
Perhaps because of that kiss, he agreed.
“Alright, we won’t go home. Ranran can move out.”
The man’s tone carried a hint of helpless indulgence, which made Ji Ran very happy.
“Thank you, Uncle Fu. Uncle Fu is the best~”
Ji Ran wanted to get out of the car immediately, already fantasizing about her future life of freedom.
But the next moment, Fu Jingyuan curled his lips slightly and instructed the driver to take her to another villa under his name.
“Ranran, since you have no money and can’t even afford to rent a place, you’ll live here.”
“But…”
This was still Fu Jingyuan’s territory!
This big bad guy was just swapping her cage for another one.
The little girl pouted, feeling somewhat unwilling. She felt as though she had moved out, yet not really.
“Ranran doesn’t want to? Then you’ll have to sleep on the streets.”
Fu Jingyuan had Ji Ran cornered financially, leaving her with no other choice.
“Fine then.”
The little girl reluctantly moved in.
Seeing that Fu Jingyuan was about to follow her, the little girl quickly blocked the doorway: “Uncle Fu, you can’t come in. Ranran wants to live alone.”
Ji Ran was firm in her stance, so Fu Jingyuan had no choice but to let her have her way.
“Alright, I won’t come in. But Ranran, call me if anything happens, and you still have to report what you do every day.”
“Mm-hmm.”
Ji Ran nodded.
…
Watching Ji Ran enter the villa, Fu Jingyuan also got into the car with a stern expression. His face was clouded, as if he were pondering something.
Secretary Zhang assumed he was thinking about the upcoming internal company meeting.
The meeting was crucial.
It concerned the Fu Group’s strategic layout in the capital for the next decade.
“President Fu…” Just as Secretary Zhang was about to confirm the meeting details, Fu Jingyuan suddenly looked at him with great seriousness: “Secretary Zhang, does Ranran like me?”
Secretary Zhang??
So his boss had been so serious just now because he was thinking about this?
He suppressed the speechlessness in his heart.
From his perspective, it seemed like unrequited love. He couldn’t see any signs that Ji Ran liked his boss at all.
But Secretary Zhang, skilled at reading expressions, didn’t dare to directly shake his head. Instead, he respectfully followed Fu Jingyuan’s lead and asked, “How can you tell, President Fu?”
“Ranran just kissed me! She must have done it on purpose! The little girl is shy, so she must have gathered her courage to kiss me.”
“She kissed me, not any other man. Isn’t that proof enough?”
The more Fu Jingyuan thought about it, the more convinced he became.
With so many men in the world, if his Ranran didn’t actually like him, why would she take the initiative to kiss him?
Secretary Zhang: “…”
That was just an accident!
He saw it clearly in the rearview mirror—from that angle, even if a dog were sitting in Fu Jingyuan’s lap, it would have accidentally kissed him if it looked up.
But Fu Jingyuan was already convinced that Ji Ran liked him.
“Ahem.” He cleared his throat lightly, his ears slightly red, his mind wandering to who knows what, and asked Secretary Zhang even more seriously, “Secretary Zhang, do you think it’s possible that Ranran actually likes me a lot, and all this rebellious behavior lately is just to get my attention?”
Secretary Zhang?!?!
He was utterly shocked by Fu Jingyuan’s train of thought.
“President Fu, you… you don’t think Miss Ranran taking birth control pills and the red marks on her neck were also done deliberately to get your attention, do you?”
“Hmm…” The man finally furrowed his brows.
He seemed to ponder for a long time.
Finally, he slowly spoke, “It’s not impossible.”
His Ranran absolutely refused to reveal the name of that wild boy. Perhaps that person didn’t even exist. Maybe the marks on her neck were made by a female friend helping her.
Secretary Zhang!!
Had his boss suddenly been possessed by a lovesick brain? Where was his decisive and ruthless master? How had he become so irrational now?
All of this was just because Ji Ran kissed him once.
And it was just on the chin.
If she had kissed him on the lips, he’d probably find excuses to forgive her even if she had a child with another man.
“Um, President Fu…”
Secretary Zhang actually wanted to voice a different opinion.
But he met Fu Jingyuan’s dark, cold, and menacing gaze: “What? Secretary Zhang doesn’t think so?”
Such a terrifying look. Secretary Zhang was instantly frightened and trembling.
To keep his job, he quickly nodded.
“Yes, President Fu is right. Miss Ranran actually likes you! Otherwise, why would she start rebelling right after turning eighteen, if not to get your attention?”
“Just like sensitive, emotionally complex children who act out to get adults to notice them.”
After saying all this, Secretary Zhang saw Fu Jingyuan finally nod in satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief.
He cautiously asked, “Then, President Fu, shall we head back to the company for the meeting now?”
“Turn back!”
Fu Jingyuan spoke with unquestionable authority.
“The meeting can wait until tomorrow. Ranran lives alone and might be scared. She just kicked me out, but she must have said the opposite of what she meant.”
“That sly little thing definitely wants me to stay and keep her company.”
Secretary Zhang: “…”
How can someone be this narcissistic?
His lovesick brain is almost out of control.
But going back now might be a good thing—it could help his boss face reality.