novelraw Chapter 712: Coming-of-Age Ceremony, Kidnapping
Chapter 712: Coming-of-Age Ceremony, Kidnapping
8:40 a.m.
Shen City, Qianhai Free Trade Zone.
The winter morning sunlight over the bay was strikingly clear, bathing the futuristic cluster of buildings in a crisp glow.
Outside the Future Convention Center at the core of the Innovation Center, the plaza was buzzing with activity, alive with noise.
Finance reporters and tech bloggers from around the world, brandishing all sorts of cameras and equipment, stood ready.
At the plaza’s center, a gigantic LED spherical screen looped the visually striking promotional clip for the “Next-Generation Smart Hardware Ecosystem Summit.”
The dazzling light-and-shadow effects drew many to stop and watch.
On both sides of the road stood rows of sci-fi-style holographic exhibition boards.
They displayed concept images of Xuanji Optical World’s first-generation AR smart glasses and grand visions for a future “spatial computing” ecosystem.
At the venue entrance, staff in matching deep-blue uniforms guided arriving international guests with practiced efficiency.Several black luxury business cars, under security escort, slowly pulled into the VIP drop-off area laid with a red carpet.
“Ta-da—ta-da—”
Doors opened one by one.
Ren Mingyuan, carrying a briefcase, was the last to step out.
He straightened his sharp suit and tie, looked up at the surrounding modern, artfully designed edifices, and felt an indescribable awe well up inside.
This was the renowned Tang Yi Precision Innovation Base.
A sanctuary where many top tech companies, either personally incubated by Tang Yi Precision or strategically invested in by it, had gathered.
From Optical Projection Technology, developing next-generation LiDAR, to Chuangqing Semiconductor focusing on consumer chips, and now the highly anticipated Xuanji Optical World...
Each name here represented the industry’s cutting edge.
As someone who had fought his way through the tech industry for years, being personally present at such a summit—one that gathered top global minds and resources—filled him with excitement.
The group converged at the end of the red carpet.
Led by Chairman Wang Lean, they followed the VIP channel toward the strictly screened C2 entrance.
No sooner had Wang Lean and his party appeared than familiar entrepreneurs who had chosen the same arrival time came forward with smiles to greet them warmly.
“Chairman Wang! Long time no see! You look even healthier!”
“Haha, President Li, you too!” Wang Lean laughed heartily and shook hands robustly. “The last time we met was at that semiconductor industry forum in Spring City, wasn’t it? Hard to believe it’s been nearly half a year.”
He patted his handsome, upright son Wang Yubo’s shoulder and introduced, “Yubo, this is Li Xiangdong, from noted storage chip company Huaxin. Mr. Li.”
Wang Yubo immediately stepped forward and bowed slightly. “President Li, hello. I’m Wang Yubo of the Intelligent Manufacturing Division at Yuanjian Shares. I’ve long admired your reputation.”
“Yubo, huh? I’ve heard Chairman Wang mention you a few times. Like father, like son—young, promising, and refined!”
“You flatter me, President Li. I still have much to learn from you and other seniors.”
Amidst the greetings and clustering of people, Wang Lean guided his son inward with laughter and ease, passing through C2 guest security into the grand, futuristic interior of the hall.
Signing in, collecting guest passes, taking group photos in front of the summit backdrop...
Lights flashed and reporters’ questions rose and fell in waves.
“Chairman Wang, is your company bringing any new project collaborations to this summit?”
“How do you view the future prospects of AR smart hardware?”
“The AR industry sits at a golden inflection point before explosion;
Xuanji Optical World is undeniably the core variable to watch. Yuanjian Shares has deep strengths in precision manufacturing and supply chain management—we sincerely hope to participate in building Xuanji Optical World’s future ecosystem and contribute our share.”
In the bright, spacious main hall, people thronged.
Techy exhibit booths filled the perimeter, showcasing Tang Yi Precision and its ecosystem partners’ latest products—
From industrial mother machines with nanometer-level machining precision, to surgical robotic arms capable of high-precision sterile operations, to flexible screens that can be arbitrarily bent and folded...
Each exhibit represented the industry’s forefront and drew guests to stop, whisper, and inspect.
Industry heavyweights, top investors, media reporters, and energetic entrepreneurs interwove into a lively, high-end tableau.
Wang Yubo stayed close to Chairman Wang throughout, shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with partners and his father’s network.
His face maintained a steady, appropriate smile—handling himself with composure.
He played the role of the exemplary heir perfectly.
Trailing at the rear, Ren Mingyuan appeared somewhat reserved.
He chimed in occasionally but mostly remained silent.
His qualification to enter via the VIP channel with a tycoon like Wang Lean owed entirely to Wang Yubo.
When Win-Win Technology did its Series A, the first point of contact had been Yuanjian Shares’ strategic investment department.
What attracted them was Yuanjian’s leading position as a smart manufacturing equipment supplier that could bring upstream supply chain resources.
Wang Lean also favored the future prospects of smart home—so he decisively allowed his son, who sought to prove himself, to lead this investment in his own name.
This was one of the few personal investments Wang Yubo could use to boast externally.
This time, whether Win-Win Technology could secure official ecosystem cooperation with Xuanji Optical World would depend entirely on Yuanjian’s coordination, introductions, and endorsements.
In return, at the post-summit cocktail reception, he would need to play the role of praising and endorsing Wang Yubo’s wise decision in that investment.
If the deal failed...
The valuation adjustment agreement signed with Series B investors might trigger repurchase clauses.
Then those founders who had signed personal joint-liability guarantees would pay a painful price.
He couldn’t afford to lose.
Thinking of this, Ren Mingyuan’s heart quickened.
At that moment, a mild commotion arose not far off.
From the murmurs around him came keywords like “Xuanji Optical World” and “Ecosystem Strategy Department.”
Zhao Qihang, Yuanjian Shares’ strategic vice president, who had been watching the surroundings, immediately stepped forward to Wang Lean and whispered, “Chairman Wang, Yubo, Xuanji Optical World’s team has arrived.”
Wang Lean’s gaze sharpened as he looked in the direction of the C2 corridor.
Out came a group of professionally dressed people—men and women with commanding presences, looking every bit like industry elites.
Their leader was an Asian man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, composed and efficient in bearing.
“Vice President Zhao, who is that...?” Wang Yubo asked softly.
Zhao Qihang explained, “Leading them is the newly established Ecosystem Strategy Department’s director, Michael Chen, an American of Chinese descent. He was formerly head of strategic partnerships for Google Greater China and just got poached by Tang Yi Precision last month. The people beside him should be staff from the Ecosystem Strategy Department.”
As strategic vice president, Zhao had already researched all key players before the summit.
Hearing that, Wang Yubo and Ren Mingyuan’s spirits rose instantly.
Especially Ren—his breaths grew rapid.
The Ecosystem Strategy Department was undoubtedly the team handling software ecosystem cooperation.
They were the key target Ren most wanted to reach on this trip.
He eyed the group that drew so much attention, eager and ready to pounce.
Yet he knew that with his identity, barging over recklessly at such an occasion would likely get him no more than a few words, let alone a meaningful connection.
His gaze involuntarily flicked to Wang Yubo.
Wang Yubo immediately caught on and whispered, “Chairman Wang, it’s a rare opportunity. How about Yubo and Mingyuan go over to meet Director Chen?”
Wang Lean considered briefly, his eyes lingering on Michael Chen for a few seconds.
Finally he nodded slowly. “All right. Let’s go greet them.”
Although Yuanjian Shares’ primary objective here was hardware supply chain cooperation, software and hardware ecosystems would inevitably be deeply integrated—so establishing early contact with this department made sense.
He also understood that sending only his son might lack weight and, given youthful impetuosity, risk offending people.
Relieved, Wang Yubo and Ren Mingyuan followed behind Wang Lean and Zhao Qihang, waiting patiently until the cluster around Michael Chen dispersed, then hurried forward.
“Director Chen, hello.” Zhao stepped up first with an appropriate blend of warmth and respect, extending his hand. “I’m Zhao Qihang from Yuanjian Shares. We met once at an industry party in Silicon Valley—not sure if you remember. This is our chairman, Mr. Wang Lean.”
“Hello, Chairman Wang, Vice President Zhao. Nice to meet you.” Michael’s Chinese was fluent with a standard business accent as he shook hands. “I’ve seen your company’s data—Yuanjian’s strength in precision manufacturing is impressive.”
“Director Chen, you flatter us.” Wang Lean exchanged a few polite words about summit arrangements and then motioned to the two behind him.
Wang Yubo stepped forward smoothly to introduce himself.
Ren Mingyuan followed, respectfully offering his business card and bowing slightly, his tone full of deference.
A female staff member behind Michael, upon hearing their names, let her gaze flicker almost imperceptibly.
She then looked down and tapped out a message on her phone.
Ren Mingyuan seized the moment to succinctly highlight Win-Win Technology’s smart home layout, technological accumulation, and the vast potential of cooperating with Xuanji Optical World’s ecosystem.
Michael listened patiently, nodding sometimes, polite yet maintaining a professional distance—revealing no overt interest or commitment.
Wang Yubo chimed in, trying to stress the industry synergies from Yuanjian’s vantage.
Wang Lean watched his son’s performance without interfering, listening quietly with a deep look in his eyes.
Two minutes later, the mood grew slightly awkward.
During their conversation, the young female staffer behind Michael suddenly stepped forward and gently said, “Director Chen, President Shen has arrived at the venue.”
“Okay.” Michael’s expression turned solemn. He smiled apologetically at Wang Lean and the others. “Sorry, Chairman Wang, Vice President Zhao. Our leader has arrived—we need to go greet her and brief her.”
“Oh?” Wang Lean’s eyes flashed as he calmly inquired, “May I ask which high executive of Xuanji Optical World has arrived?”
Michael smiled. “It’s our newly appointed Chief Ecosystem Officer, President Shen—she is the direct superior of the Ecosystem Strategy Department.”
At the mention of “Chief Ecosystem Officer,” Wang Lean, Wang Yubo, and Ren Mingyuan’s expressions shifted subtly.
The Chief Ecosystem Officer, in a modern tech firm’s structure, is usually a core senior executive—an SVP-level figure who can report directly to the CEO and interact with the board.
Especially at an ecology-themed summit today, Xuanji Optical World’s Chief Ecosystem Officer would wield significant influence and decision-making power.
For supplier and application-side companies eager to enter Xuanji’s ecosystem, “President Shen” held substantial initial screening and recommendation authority.
Ren Mingyuan’s heart leaped to his throat;
his breathing tightened with nervous anticipation.
The summit would last three days, and real negotiation chances often came at closed-door meetings on the third day or by invitation.
If he could meet Xuanji’s Chief Ecosystem Officer early, even just to introduce Win-Win Technology and hand over materials, it would secure a huge advantage.
Opportunity—right there before him!
Wang Yubo inhaled and said, “Director Chen, would it be possible for you to introduce us so we can meet President Shen?”
Michael raised an eyebrow, about to decline.
The female staffer beside him suddenly smiled and spoke up, “This is also my first time meeting President Shen in person. I might not be very familiar. How about I lead you over? I’m Zhou Li from Xuanji Optical World’s Administrative Office, and I happen to be responsible for President Shen’s reception at this summit.”
“Oh? That would be wonderful! Then thank you, Ms. Zhou!”
Wang Yubo was ecstatic and flashed what he believed was a charming smile at the helpful young employee.
He felt certain that his looks and status as Yuanjian’s heir had won her favor.
Ren Mingyuan clenched his fist excitedly, his face brimming with eager expectation as he looked at Zhou Li.
With Zhou Li volunteering to take charge, Michael Chen said nothing further and only nodded in acknowledgment.
The group followed Zhou Li through the throng toward the pre-conference mingling area near the main hall entrance.
They hadn’t yet drawn close before they saw an area already cordoned off and squeezed full, with reporters from top domestic financial media holding microphones and recorders.
“President Shen, could you share the technical thresholds and cooperation process Xuanji Optical World envisions for opening its ecosystem?”
“As the newly appointed Chief Ecosystem Officer, could you speak on your views of deep AI and AR hardware integration?”
Voices rose and flashes popped around.
Through gaps in the crowd, a graceful female figure appeared at the center, surrounded by people.
Ren Mingyuan’s steps faltered—somehow that silhouette felt oddly familiar.
But he didn’t dwell on it;
after all, this moment was critical to his company’s survival and demanded full attention.
“Excuse me, could you make some room, please?”
Zhou Li politely announced, and using her staff status and practiced skill, she guided Wang Lean’s party through the dense crowd to the innermost core.
Up close, the once-flash glimpse of the silhouette clarified.
Wang Yubo and Ren Mingyuan looked at the now-familiar curves and both froze.
Just then, Zhou Li stepped forward to the woman’s side and bowed slightly. In an extremely respectful tone she reported, “President Shen, the colleagues from the Ecosystem Strategy Cooperation Department have arrived.”
The woman under the spotlight slowly turned.
Her tailored women’s suit paired with a crisp silk blouse, a modest yet exquisite diamond lapel pin at the collar, and a work badge marking her status hung from her chest.
Her glossy black hair was swept up, revealing a smooth forehead and a long, elegant neck.
Her fresh, flawless professional makeup highlighted bright eyes and an assured, composed expression with a perfectly measured smile.
Surrounded as if by celestial acclaim, she radiated a unique aura that blended allure with formidable authority.
When they saw her face clearly, Wang Yubo and Ren Mingyuan’s pupils constricted and their bodies froze, hardly daring to believe their eyes.
Shen Yuyan?! President Shen...
Xuanji Optical World’s Chief Ecosystem Officer?!
How could this be?!
Michael Chen stepped forward and bowed slightly, greeting with a tone mixing respect and testing: “President Shen, hello. I’m Michael Chen from the Ecosystem Strategy Department.”
“Hello, Michael. Pleasure to meet you.” Shen Yuyan smiled and inclined her head, speaking in a steady tone.
Several core Ecosystem Strategy Department staff behind Michael also stepped up and greeted her respectfully, “President Shen!”
Shen Yuyan returned each greeting with a smile, conducting small talk.
In her every gesture and movement, the poise of a core executive and an implicit authority shone through.
She truly belonged to the category of people born for grand stages.
The grander the occasion, the calmer she became.
At that moment, Zhou Li gently extended an arm and indicated the stunned Wang Yubo and the others. “President Shen, these are representatives from Yuanjian Shares. They hope for a chance to meet you.”
The quickest to react was Wang Lean. Though surprised at how young she looked, his face betrayed nothing. “Hello President Shen. I’m Wang Lean, chairman of Yuanjian Shares.”
“Hello, Chairman Wang. Nice to meet you.”
Zhao Qihang hurried forward, beaming, “President Shen, I’ve long heard of you—honored to meet you. I’m Zhao Qihang from Yuanjian Shares.”
After the pleasantries, Wang Lean glanced at the two men who had frozen behind him and barely registered a twitch of his brow.
What on earth happened? To slip up at such a critical moment!
Several partners and old friends nearby watched with raised eyebrows;
Wang Yubo’s performance embarrassed him.
Shen Yuyan paused in conversation and let her gaze land lightly on the two shocked faces, a graceful arc forming at the corner of her mouth.
As she moved, dozens of other people turned to look.
Curious gazes, like spotlights, fell upon them.
The atmosphere instantly turned delicate.
The color drained visibly from Wang Yubo’s face.
Their eyes met across the space.
He saw the emotion in her eyes:
mockery. Contempt. And an unmasked condescending superiority.
It was the look of someone in power, heavy with hauteur and control.
Even at that “Investor Night” in Modu last time, he’d never felt such bone-deep humiliation.
He had to admit—this moment gave Shen Yuyan every right.
Ren Mingyuan’s throat tightened;
his lips parted but no sound came out.
He had feared Shen Yuyan might retaliate before—most worried about Rongliu Capital’s power—but he never expected to meet her here today in this identity.
He glanced with difficulty at the still-smiling Zhou Li and realized, in an instant, that this junior had arranged the meeting on purpose.
Meaning...she intended to enact revenge.
At that thought, his limbs went numb and cold.
He knew then that he and Win-Win Technology were finished.
Across from him, Shen Yuyan shivered with delight—goosebumps ran from her arms to her neck and even made her chest swell a size.
This was the taste of power!
This was the sweetness of revenge!
The man who had wantonly humiliated her and trampled her dignity, Wang Yubo.
The man who had betrayed and treated her life’s work like a bargaining chip, Ren Mingyuan.
Now, at this top-level summit...
With only a glance, she could make them cower like plucked quail trembling in the wind.
And this...was only the beginning.
From now on, you will live in endless fear.
Ren Mingyuan, your Win-Win Technology will soon be finished.
Wang Yubo, you won’t escape either.
Sensing the odd scene before him, the seasoned veteran of business Wang Lean’s face darkened immediately.
He turned and quietly said, “Yubo.”
His tone wasn’t harsh, but it carried an irresistible authority and a suppressed rage.
Wang Yubo trembled and snapped out of his daze, feeling the scathing eyes around him and a flood of humiliation.
The insults he once hurled at Shen Yuyan now returned like boomerangs, mercilessly striking him.
But he knew he had to say something, otherwise...
He forced his mouth open. “President Shen...”
Shen Yuyan ignored him, turning away cleanly.
She lifted a hand to adjust her suit sleeve and said in a calm, measured voice, “Excuse me, everyone. We need to head to the event desk for scheduled media interviews. We can’t delay.”
With that she strode forward.
Her high heels clicked crisply on the polished marble floor.
The rhythm was precise—cold and lethal.
The crowd around her parted like waves and followed.
They left Wang Yubo and the others standing behind.
At that moment, something deep inside Shen Yuyan stirred.
All along she had looked down on Lin Muxue.
To her, Lin had been all facade—vain, shallow, fixated on flaunting brands and a glamorous exterior to hide inner insecurity.
But when she had climbed from the pit and been endowed with power by Tang Song, finding herself standing in a higher dimension forged of ambition and capability, certain desires in her heart had been realized.
Only then could she truly face the darkest, most denied corners of her own soul.
In fact, she and Lin Muxue were the same kind of person.
Beneath the surface hid the same inextinguishable insecurity and fear.
They wore beauty and success as armor, using hard work and longing to resist fate’s scorn inch by inch.
Even now she could recall many childhood scenes with painful clarity.
She remembered her father being brusquely driven out of his stall at the market, that face forced into a humble smile;
her mother chasing a supplier in pouring rain with a heavy basket, begging for a tiny debt to be repaid;
and the little girl curled in a corner on a rainy night, listening to adults sigh.
These imprinted images not only shaped her worldview but colored her life.
She had a near-pathological insistence on power and being respected.
That was why she had resisted those who tried to use money and status to exploit her—hating them in bone yet lacking the courage to confront them outright.
That was why she deeply desired Tang Song’s power and security but demanded to be respected and valued by him, tugging desperately between pride and pity.
That was why she never faced her inner yearning for pure love.
For her, this summit was not merely a career transition;
it was a true coming-of-age ceremony.
...
On the second floor, in the VIP room with the best view,
thick soundproof glass shut out the downstairs clamor.
Ouyang Xianyue drew back her gaze, a faint, inscrutable smile at the corner of her eyes.
Beside her, Secretary Chen gingerly asked, “Ms. Ouyang, would you like me to call Assistant Shen up to report?”
“No.” Ouyang lifted her teacup and took a sip. “Record President Shen’s performance today and her conduct at the summit, then send the notes to President Tang.”
Tang Song had told her this summit would serve as an “assessment” for Shen Yuyan and advised her not to interfere.
If he said so, she would absolutely not intervene.
Even if Qin Yingxue wanted to contact her, she wouldn’t meddle.
“All right.” Chen Jing paused, then continued, “One more thing. Anne Kate is in another lounge on this floor. She just sent word asking to see you.”
“Oh?” Ouyang Xianyue smiled softly. “Tell the person who delivered the message that I’m very busy today and have no time during the summit. If she’s sincere, she can stay in Shen City a couple of extra days.”
“Understood.”
Ouyang set down her teacup and casually asked, “By the way, when will Professor Jiang Yourong officially join Xuanji Optical World?”
“Not confirmed yet.” Secretary Chen answered honestly. “Director Jin’s point is that the exact start date and role need to wait for President Tang’s final decision.”
“I see.”
Ouyang pressed her fingertips lightly on the warm celadon teacup rim, tapping twice in no particular hurry.
What truly made her uneasy now was the private meeting tonight with Su Yu.
Thinking of it made her unexpectedly nervous.
Perhaps...she felt a little guilty toward that celebrity.
They had known each other for years and maintained a good private relationship due to Tang Song. She admired Su Yu’s talent and resilience, and Su Yu respected her.
Yet now she had decided to “put herself in the game.”
Whether to balance Director Jin’s influence or from private jealousy, at core it was a rivalry with Su Yu over the same man.
For her, such an admission was hard to utter.
But despite the embarrassment, she would take that step.
She would make others know she, too, was getting involved.
.......
11:00 a.m.
Yancheng Normal University, faculty apartment.
The indoor floor heating was turned up, warm and cozy, the air filled with a drowsy lethargy.
Jiang Yourong wore comfortable, loose home clothes and sat cross-legged on the soft shag rug in the living room, leaning against the couch, watching the live broadcast on the TV with interest.
The screen showed the official live stream of Tang Yi Precision’s “Next-Generation Smart Hardware Ecosystem Summit” taking place far away in Shen City.
Accompanied by epic background music, one industry titan after another took the stage to expound forward-looking views on future technology trends.
From a Huawei executive’s 5G+AI integration strategy to Tencent’s vice president painting a grand vision of “fully real interconnection”...
Each topic landed squarely on her professional sweet spots, holding her rapt attention.
On the low coffee table before her sat an elegant fruit platter, with ruby strawberries and a few cream-filled profiteroles.
As she listened to the speeches, she occasionally reached for a plump profiterole, popped it into her mouth, and savored the crisp shell and cold, sweet cream bursting with joy.
She had basically finished the handover procedures at the school, and her teaching obligations for the term were complete.
She could officially enter “full-time” status and enjoy an extended paid break without KPIs.
The Xuanji Optical World role’s intention had been clarified, but the exact start date and duties hadn’t been set.
She was essentially on a perfect paid vacation.
Blissful!
Of course, despite leisure outwardly, she felt a flutter of nerves beneath the surface.
After years of a half-lazy, secure institutional life, she now faced returning to the high-speed, elite, pressure-filled environment of a top tech company.
Truthfully, she felt both nervous and faintly excited.
But her formal start date still awaited Tang Song’s decision.
Director Jin had said, “When Tang Song needs you to assist, you will go with him to complete formal onboarding and directly join his core team as a trusted aide.”
She wondered when he would contact her.
At that moment—
“Ding-dong—ding-dong—”
The doorbell rang unexpectedly.
Jiang Yourong propped herself up from the sofa and went to the door. Through the video doorbell she saw the newcomer male teacher from the Computer Science Department, Wang Hengbin.
He was handsome, outgoing, reportedly single, and popular among the department’s female faculty and students.
He lived directly above her, and their interactions had been friendly.
Opening the door, Jiang smiled warmly. “Teacher Wang, good morning. What can I do for you?”
Teacher Wang’s eyes brightened at the sight of the voluptuous and mature professor. He asked enthusiastically, “Professor Jiang, are you free for lunch? I’d like to invite you.”
Jiang Yourong hesitated, then gave an embarrassed smile. “What bad luck, Teacher Wang—I’m currently dieting. I planned to make a light, low-fat meal at home for lunch. Dining out, I’m afraid I wouldn’t control myself.”
Teacher Wang obviously came prepared and explained with a grin, “Actually I make Chaoshan beef hotpot at home. I’m from Chaoshan;
this is my specialty. The brisket was sliced this morning;
the beef balls are hand-made—authentic. Eating beef mainly supplements protein;
if prepared the traditional way it’s light and healthy. You don’t need to worry about calories.”
Chaoshan beef hotpot?! Brisket sliced fresh?! Hand-made beef balls?!
Jiang’s eyes brightened.
That was one of her favorites!
She had been eating diet meals recently and had been craving something like this.
Tender beef that melts in the mouth, nourishing bone broth...
Just thinking about it made her mouth water.
She swallowed hard, her resolve wavering, almost ready to accept.
“Vrrr—vrrr—”
Her phone vibrated in her hand.
[Tang Song: “Professor Jiang, are you there?”]
Jiang’s heart leapt. She hurriedly looked up and, speaking quickly, said, “Ah! I’m so sorry, Teacher Wang! Something urgent just came up here—couldn’t make it today. Next time! I’ll treat you next time! Excuse me!”
She finished and, without waiting for a response, closed the door with a crisp click.
Outside, Teacher Wang’s smile froze;
the phone in his hand hovered mid-air, his face baffled.
Back inside, Jiang leaned against the door, her heart pounding.
She unlocked her phone and opened the message app, replying swiftly, “I’m here!”
The response came almost instantly.
[Tang Song: “Professor Jiang, I regret to inform you that your prized student, Qian Lele, is now in my hands. Come to Yanjing Tiancheng after 3 p.m. this afternoon to ransom her.”]
[Tang Song: photo.jpg]
The photo’s background showed an extremely luxuriously furnished room.
And the subject in the photo was her obedient, hardworking protégé—Qian Lele.
Her sweater had been deliberately pulled down to one shoulder, and her hands were symbolically bound with rope.
The pure, innocent face flushed with a tint of red as she forced an exaggerated terrified expression.
Her beautiful phoenix-shaped eyes were wide, flashing a pleading signal.
The image was ridiculous and oddly cute.
Jiang Yourong: “....”???