The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 125 Cut Losses in Time

Fang Minghe was so shocked that he forgot to struggle, his mind slightly baffled.

Who then, lying among his friends list, is this "Su Ran"?

After a while, he finally pushed Jiang Yisen away, his well-defined fingers loosening his collar as he spoke calmly, "Isn’t her name Su Ran?"

Jiang Yisen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing, "You’re quite funny, digging around secretly? You’ve even got her name wrong, with a liking like yours, you don’t even qualify to queue up."

Fang Minghe: "..."

He hadn’t said he ’liked’ her; from the start to the finish, he had only admired her.

It was rare for someone to dance ballet in a way that made one’s heart beat along with the movements, and his gaze had not strayed for a moment.

But why did the Jing University Principal say her name was "Su Ran"?

Suddenly, he rubbed his temples, regretting not noting the color of her clothes; it must have been the Principal seeing wrong, truly a mix-up.

"President Jiang, what is your sister’s name?"

Jiang Yisen gave him a glance, sneered, and said, "Why should I tell you? You don’t even cooperate with me, but let’s keep our association aside, you can’t pursue her. I will not agree to you two being together. She’s only nineteen years old. You, an old man, should give up that idea early. You are even a year older than me."

He was twenty-eight this year, and Fang Minghe was twenty-nine.

Although he greatly admired Fang Minghe, it did not mean he could let him prey on the young.

Moreover, his sister already had an engagement, oh, even if she didn’t, Fang Minghe would still be out of the question.

Fang Minghe, pushed to anger, laughed in retort, "I see President Jiang was never sincere about cooperating with Fang Group. Maybe we should terminate our collaboration in the future as well? Mr. Bo had already offered me a very tempting proposition before you."

Jiang Yisen gritted his teeth in anger and kicked the trunk of a nearby hibiscus tree.

Petals fell in layers due to the force.

Hands on hips, he looked quite furious, "That bastard Bo Yan, did he approach you before me? Trying to pull you in without asking if I agreed? Fang Minghe, you are not allowed to agree to his terms."

It was the first time Fang Minghe saw Jiang Yisen so agitated, and he finally laughed, pinching a petal that had landed on his suit, "Sorry, President Jiang, but that’s no longer within your control."

The cooperation could not possibly be terminated.

Thus, Jiang Yisen softened his approach, a smile spreading across his face as he clapped Fang Minghe on the shoulder, "We’re brothers, right? Don’t say such angry words, I don’t like hearing them. My sister’s name is Jiang Nanshu. Don’t set your sights on her; she has an engagement with the Lu Family."

Fang Minghe just felt a toothache.

The spokesperson he fancied belonged to the Jiang Family.

Through a mix-up, he had signed a contract with a stranger, but fortunately, it was still possible to mitigate the losses.

In his mind, there was no one more suitable to represent the "Coral Sea" brand than Jiang Nanshu.

If they could collaborate, the sales of Coral Sea would boost, and he could also represent Fang Group’s "Shanhai" jewelry series.

No gem was as beautiful as her face.

However, collaborating fully with Jiang Yisen meant losing the benefits offered by the Bao Family.

Fang Minghe was a businessman and wouldn’t make such a foolish decision; he pushed Jiang Yisen away, "Hmm, I understand, thanks for letting me know."

Seeing him walk away,

Jiang Yisen laughed through his anger, "You really are heartlessly opportunistic, using me and then throwing me aside, huh?"

He was about to chase after him when something soft bumped into his back.

Frowning as he turned around, their spot was rather dark and secluded, the Jiang Family shouldn’t be able to see him; he hadn’t planned to play with them, finding Fang Minghe was the priority.

Su Ran, touching her bruised nose, stepped back a little, her eyes slightly red as she glanced at Jiang Yisen, continuously bowing in apology, "I am so sorry, I didn’t know anyone was here. Did I hurt you?"

It was her?

Jiang Yisen smirked wickedly, his eyes gleaming with mischief, "What do you think? It hurt me to death. How about you compensate me for the medical expenses?"

Su Ran’s eyes widened in shock, clearly not expecting that the handsome man before her was actually a scammer.

Her face flushed red. Beneath Jiang Yisen’s gaze, she slowly pulled out a few hundred dollar bills from her bag and muttered, "Here’s your compensation. I need to find the bathroom, goodbye."

With the still warm bills in his hand, he hadn’t expected the girl to be so straightforward; when someone asked for compensation, she simply gave it.

Suddenly remembering his actual business, he stuffed the money carelessly into the pocket of his trousers, "Fang Minghe, wait for me!"

But Fang Minghe had already taken advantage of Jiang Yisen’s distraction to drive away.

What a joke, encountering such a clingy nuisance meant he needed to get away quickly, lest he get tangled up in talks about cooperation.

He would only ever consider a permanent partnership with the Jiang Family through his sister.

He just didn’t know if Jiang Nanshu would agree to endorse their advertisement.

It had taken him so long to find someone who perfectly fit the image.

Driving along, he found Su Ran’s WeChat and sent her a very polite message: "Miss Su, I apologize, but I am unilaterally pausing the Coral Sea audition contract you signed. I’ve realized you aren’t the ideal endorser I had in mind. I will compensate you for the inconvenience. My assistant will transfer the money to your account."

After sending the message, Fang Minghe promptly deleted her from his contacts.

The next second, Jiang Yisen’s call came through, but he simply turned off his screen, pretending he hadn’t seen it.

...

Fenglin Villa.

Su Ran finally found the bathroom, and while washing her hands, her phone buzzed.

She thought it was from Cheng An, since she had been out for a while.

Opening the message, her hand trembled, and she dropped her phone, shattering the screen.

She crouched down to pick it up; Fang Minghe’s text looked fragmented beneath the broken glass.

It felt like a dream.

Wasn’t she chosen as the spokesperson for Coral Sea?

How could he say he’d found the wrong person?

How could he so easily take back a chance she cherished so deeply?

He had never even met her—they had plans for next weekend. How could he do this?

Her fingertips tapped over the broken screen, struggling to piece together a response, only to find she had been deleted—a big red exclamation mark glaring back at her.

In the next moment, her eyes reddened, and tears started to fall heavily.

She really was so unlucky.

Born unluckily with a mysterious father and a mother who could do nothing and eventually fell ill and died.

Missing out on love, distanced from friends, she was removed as a spokesperson without understanding why, and had even stumbled upon a scammer, losing hundreds of bucks.

Now her phone was broken too.

Su Ran stood up, wiping her tears.

She had to confront Mr. Fang, to demand a reasonable explanation—she didn’t believe his excuse about finding the wrong person!

Su Ran’s absence didn’t cause much of a stir, after all, it was Chu Muxi who had asked her to dance.

Though he was reluctant to compliment, Mr. Jiang couldn’t help but whisper to Mrs. Jiang, "I have to say, that Lu boy does have good taste in choosing people..."

Mrs. Jiang, already in a foul mood, coldly slammed her chopsticks down, "Why don’t you say it a bit louder?"