After making her promise, Ji Ran took a closer look at the photo and realized it was a handsome man with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.
Though only a side profile was visible, the dignified and elegant way he played the piano made him look gentle and polite—a refined scoundrel.
Sighs in admiration~
Ji Ran had always been drawn to artistic types like him.
Though he looked somewhat familiar, she didn’t dwell on it.
Soon after, she immediately added his contact information.
Using the identity of Ji Nanqing’s sister, she arranged to meet him at two o’clock in the afternoon.
The young girl had only been free for half a day but had already tossed Fu Jingyuan to the back of her mind.
She had no idea that Fu Jingyuan had already obtained her purchase records from the pharmacy.
At that moment, Secretary Zhang was nervously reporting, “President Fu, Miss Ranran bought a bottle of emergency contraceptive pills at the pharmacy.”
“Contraceptive pills?”
Fu Jingyuan’s voice suddenly turned cold and gloomy.
“Yes,” Secretary Zhang continued, steeling himself. “And according to the pharmacy’s surveillance footage, Miss Ranran took them on the spot.”
“What did you say?”
Almost as soon as Secretary Zhang finished speaking, Fu Jingyuan’s large hand, which had been signing documents, clenched violently, tearing the paper in his grip instantly!
At that moment, the obsessive madness in the man’s eyes was almost overflowing.
Buying contraceptive pills and taking them on the spot—what did that mean? It couldn’t be clearer!
It meant his Ranran wasn’t just dating some wild boy.
They had even slept together…
Who was it? Who dared to lay a hand on his carefully nurtured Ranran!
Fu Jingyuan’s usual facade of composure and indifference vanished completely, replaced by a dark, surging desire!
The tip of the pen in his hand unconsciously dug deep into his flesh, blood staining his hand, but the pain was nothing compared to the sharp, stabbing ache in his heart.
“Go to the school! Now! Investigate everyone! Check every male around her!”
He would find that wild boy and destroy him!
“Yes, President Fu.”
Secretary Zhang, sweating profusely, had never seen Fu Jingyuan like this before.
An hour later, in the school counselor’s office.
“President Fu, these are the male students who regularly interact with Ji Ran.”
The teachers were shocked to learn for the first time that Ji Ran’s guardian was Fu Jingyuan.
Faced with this man of immense power, flanked by rows of black-suited bodyguards, they were too terrified to even breathe.
Especially since he was here to demand answers!
Amidst the oppressive atmosphere, only one young professor stepped forward to intervene.
It was Huo Chubai, the second son of the Huo family, who looked refined yet cunning. He was one of the few friends Fu Jingyuan had in their circle.
He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and sighed.
“Jingyuan, girls grow up, and you can’t stop them from dating. It’s better to guide than to block. Maybe you should talk to her properly and let her explain the situation herself.”
As he spoke, Huo Chubai raised his phone and showed Fu Jingyuan a message.
“Speaking of which, Ranran actually invited me today. Two o’clock this afternoon, at the Western restaurant. Want to come along and see?”
Huo Chubai was the very man Ji Ran intended to seduce.
Fu Jingyuan’s obsessive rage hadn’t subsided in the slightest; instead, it was now almost unbearable.
He felt like he was going to be driven mad by Ji Ran!
At one o’clock in the afternoon.
Ding— Ji Ran was still sending messages to Huo Chubai, probing for information.
“Mr. Huo, what kind of girls do you like?”
“In other words, what style of clothing do you prefer me to wear when we meet today?”
Ji Ran wanted to seduce, so naturally she had to cater to the other person’s preferences.
Huo Chubai??
Seeing this message now, why did he feel something was off? Why didn’t it seem like a pure conversation between a student and teacher?
Questions about clothing were too private!
But before he could think it through, Fu Jingyuan’s voice, gloomy and almost dripping with coldness, commanded in his ear.
“That foolish little thing sent you a message?”
“Hand it over! Let me see!”