Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 49 - 26: What, Bullying the Few with Many?_2

Chapter 49: Chapter 26: What, Bullying the Few with Many?_2

“No, I’m in a hurry.”

Min Yunwen paused in his steps, without turning back,

“Then you should find someone else.”

Ji Sang: ….

“…You need to hurry.”

Min Yunwen responded to Ji Sang with a big yawn, then disappeared into the doorway.

Ji Sang sighed in relief, knowing he had agreed and finally left.

Since she started working at the TV station, she hadn’t aimlessly walked the streets for days, seeking either the accidental beauty or the darkness.

Fu Yisi must still be busy at the hospital, and she had an afternoon to herself.

Ji Sang knew S city very well. Because of her childhood interests, she had uncovered every intriguing street and every mysterious Old Alley, even some obscure corners she could find.

The more secluded and quiet places were her favorite.

Many times, these places ignored by the world could reveal pure beauty or sheer evil.

But along the way, she always noticed the florists on each street, unconsciously peering inside for Red Roses.

Sometimes, life is just like that. It seems aimless, but later you realize that you’ve subconsciously engaged in what has been deeply worried about.

Fu Yisi left a profound impression on Ji Sang the day before.

Ji Sang bought a red rose, randomly picked a spot to sit. The sky was crisply clear, even the sunlight was beautifully radiant, accentuating the charm of the red rose, making it even more dazzling.

Staring at it for a long time, Ji Sang had a sudden thought.

Her aunt was a famous reporter, so her whereabouts could certainly be traced. The Fu Family, being influential, she believed Fu Yisi must have put a lot of effort into searching for her aunt’s whereabouts.

She could help too, from a photographer’s perspective.

Over the years, to capture the rare beauties of the world, she developed her own search system and information sources. Although not a reporter, she irrefutably shared some qualities with her aunt.

For example, a mutual detest for world’s vileness.

Ji Sang stood up and didn’t sit back down. Since she needed to help find her aunt, she inevitably had to gather her previous reports.

Especially from just before she disappeared…

Ji Sang casually entered a cybercafe and took the most secluded spot. She typed “Fu Zhixing,” eagerly wanting to learn about this unfamiliar aunt.

However, none of the pages that emerged listed her profession as a reporter.

Clearly, Fu Zhixing’s information had been deliberately erased. Ji Sang frowned slightly, deducing from her circumstances that it was probably her father‐in‐law’s doing.

Her hand lightly tapped on the table.

The information wasn’t hard to obtain, but she had to ask Fu Yisi, meaning she had to give him a reason.

Yet, she didn’t want Fu Yisi to find out.

She wasn’t sure if she could unearth anything from sixteen years ago.

She had personal motives; if she could find any traces, she wanted to present them as a surprise to Fu Yisi as compensation for her previous ungracious attitude.

Ji Sang directly went to the news website of S city, listing all the news events that could be traced back to sixteen years ago.

Time had passed, and the information was fragmented. Ji Sang spent the entire afternoon and found nothing valuable.

Blinking her dry eyes, Ji Sang glanced at the time:

Half past five

She would need to rush back to Yujing Apartment, get dinner ready as Fu Yisi should be returning soon.

Thinking of this, Ji Sang quickly packed her belongings, ready to leave.

As she was about to exit, however, she heard arguing sounds outside.

Dirty and embarrassing words filled her ears, making Ji Sang instinctively frown.

Leading the group was a yellow-haired thug, evident by his attire and behavior typical of the street riffraff.

“What the hell are you doing here without money? Freeloading, eh? Nice clothes though, can’t cough up a few bucks? Tch, the pretty boy sure looks handsome, escaped from which rich lady, huh? Tell me, maybe I can help you out.”

Following his words, the yellow-haired man laughed arrogantly, and his followers laughed noisily.

Ji Sang frowned deeper, looking towards the person they were surrounding. She expected to see a weaker-looking boy, easy to bully. But observing the person with a slightly lifted chin, half-open eyes, his defiant demeanor, and… the high-end custom clothing,

she thought, this yellow-haired had picked the wrong fight.

This was likely a rich young master out experiencing life.

The attire could be a disguise, but that inherent spoiled demeanor couldn’t be faked. Clearly a pampered rich young master from birth.

Sure enough, the young master snorted,

“Shall I introduce you to a few? But, with your pathetic look, I doubt those old ladies would even spare you a glance.”

Ji Sang: ….

Ruthless indeed.

The yellow-haired guy paused momentarily, then his face turned furious,

“F**k your mother, what did you say?”

With that, he swung his fist towards the young master’s face, only for the seemingly fragile young master to effortlessly catch it, his expression turning fierce,

“Who are you cursing?”

Immediately after, he punched the yellow-haired man in the face.

The punch was fierce, dropping the yellow-haired to the ground.

That’s when the brawl started. Other patrons in the internet cafe had already fled, the owner, afraid of trouble, stayed back and did not come out, leaving only Ji Sang to watch with relish.

Although the yellow-haired man had five or six people on his side, the young master stood alone.

Ji Sang thought for a moment, carefully placed her bag in a safe location, rolled up her sleeves, stretched her stiff neck, and spoke out,

“What, ganging up on him?”

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