The Fox King

"Besides," Jiang Yu shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, smiling at Xiao Chi beside her with a hint of slyness in her tone, "the more I interact with him, the better it'll be for you to scout out the whereabouts of your precious fox, won't it?"

Xiao Chi has indeed never given up on tracking down the missing fox these past few days. He has even resorted to some overstepping methods, trying to find clues from the Duke of Cornwall's movements to find out whether the fox has been protected or transferred by the Duke.

This audacity left even Jiang Yu, who was known for his unbridled behavior, speechless with astonishment.

They've gone completely mad.

"I really don't understand you," Jiang Yu shook his head, his tone full of confusion, "It's just a wild and untamed fox, is it really necessary to be so obsessed with it and make such a fuss?"

He recalled Xiao Chi's intolerant nature and naturally misunderstood the root of his obsession: "It's just that ungrateful beast bit you back, what's the big deal? Why hold a grudge for so long?"

Xiao Chi himself was somewhat confused as to why he had developed such a deep obsession with the fox that had only stayed at his home for half a month. Perhaps, as Jiang Yu said, it was simply because of the offense of being bitten back by the fox that he was so resentful?

But... is that really all there is to it?

This unsolvable problem brought a sense of inexplicable frustration, so he simply threw the topic back at him: "And what about you? Aren't you the same? You eagerly follow behind that teacher, and even after being beaten, you don't learn your lesson and still want to cling to him."

"How can they be the same?" Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, answering with a confident and righteous tone, his eyes gleaming with a pure and ardent light. "That's Yu Fuli. Such a delicacy, if I don't taste it in my lifetime, I'll die with regrets."

His desires were straightforward and undisguised, quite unlike Xiao Chi's tangled and intractable obsessions.

Xiao Chi simply couldn't understand this kind of logic from gay people.

Although Jiang Yu is not exactly gay, in his eyes, having this kind of interest in the same sex is essentially no different from being gay.

However, when I think of Yu Fuli, her excessively delicate and beautiful face clearly appears before my eyes.

Her face is indeed flawless.

Pity.

He thought to himself calmly.

The child was born with the wrong gender.

……

Yu Fuli returned to the faculty apartment area located on the north side of the academy.

The Saint Laurent Royal Academy is never stingy with its teachers' benefits, providing each full-time teacher with a three-story, pointed-roof house with a small front garden.

The daily maintenance of the garden and the basic cleaning of the building are all handled by designated personnel arranged by the college's logistics department to ensure an elegant and comfortable living environment.

However, the small garden in front of Yu Fuli's house, which should have been lush and green, was now completely bare.

Because he left the school hastily due to injury less than a month after joining the faculty last semester, the garden has been vacant for a long time, and the college has not specially assigned anyone to take care of it. Now, at a glance, there is only bare brown soil, a few clumps of tenacious but messy weeds, and some withered leaves piled up in the corner, which form a stark contrast with the meticulously trimmed gardens of the neighbors on the left and right, where flowers are in full bloom, exuding a sense of desolation due to lack of care.

However, Yu Fuli didn't care.

The college's afternoon classes end early, no later than five o'clock.

Therefore, even though Yu Fuli had gone through a series of exhausting events such as filming, it was only a little past six o'clock.

Summer days are long, and the sky is still covered with a bright, golden-orange afterglow, enveloping this quiet residential area in a warm and lazy halo.

Yu Fuli took off her heavy, crisp military coat, straightened it, and draped it over the armrest of the sofa.

First, he was forcibly harassed by Yun Bai, and then he was harassed by Jiang Yu on the way. This series of unpleasant things made him realize that he had forgotten to return the clothes he used for the photoshoot to Qiao Qi until he stepped into his home.

He took out his phone, opened his usual messaging app, and found Qiaoqi in his contact list.

[Fox King: Qiaoqi, I'm sorry, I forgot to return your clothes from the shoot. Would you like me to wash them and return them, or...?]

After all, they had been wearing the clothes for so long during the shoot, so it was inevitable that they would get sweaty. It wouldn't be appropriate to just return them directly.

George's reply came quickly.

[Beauty is justice: It's okay, Teacher Yu! You can keep that shirt, no need to return it! Seriously, it looks so good on you, it's like it was tailor-made for you! *starry-eyed*]

[Beauty is everything: Oh, and an important reminder! That garment's material and embellishments are quite unique, so it absolutely cannot be washed with water. It needs to be taken to a professional dry cleaner!]

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Qiaoqi then sent a series of pictures, quickly filling the entire screen. They were all photos taken during the afternoon's shoot, and had already undergone preliminary selection and retouching.

Yu Fuli clicked on a few pages and looked at them.

Judging from his perspective, the composition and post-processing were quite professional, and the lighting and atmosphere were handled very well.

[Beauty is justice: Teacher! Take a look at my repaired first version! What do you think? I'm rubbing my hands in anticipation.jpg]

[Fox King: Hmm, the filming is very good, and the editing is also excellent.]

[Beauty is justice: Ahhh, I'm glad you like it, teacher! I'll go back to editing the rest of the photos now, I won't disturb your rest any longer!]

Yu Fuli exited the messaging app and casually started scrolling through her phone, unknowingly clicking into the school's anonymous forum.

He scrolled through a variety of posts, but the title of a post that wasn't very popular and was relegated to a corner suddenly caught his eye.

The post title was simple, even somewhat nonsensical: 【Did you bully her?】

He paused for a moment, then clicked on it.

The main post contained only one picture, and the poster's comment had an unsettlingly flippant tone: "Hehe, I smashed all his things."

The picture shows a pile of school supplies that have been deliberately damaged.

A broken pen, torn notebooks, and a trampled pencil case.

The chaotic scene was filled with visible malice.

However, when Yu Fuli's gaze swept over the corner of the picture, her pupils suddenly contracted!

He immediately zoomed in on the image.

At the edge of that mess, a once snow-white fox head doll pendant was trampled into the filth, its fur filthy and disgusting.

Right next to the pendant, a pale, bony hand stretched out weakly, its fingertips almost touching the dirty doll, but futilely stopping just a hair's breadth away.

Yu Fuli was very familiar with these school supplies.

He personally took Lin Xun to select and purchase each item not long ago.

He remembered the white fox head doll keychain especially clearly; it was a small gift from the shop that Lin Xun received. When he took it, his eyes shone with disbelief.

A chilling rage instantly surged into Yu Fuli's heart.