Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 60

A sudden wave of anxiety and worry surged through Jin Ran. He stepped forward and gripped the girl’s shoulders tightly, his dark, bottomless eyes locking onto hers.

His Little Vase clearly used to live in the school dorms.

Hotels near the university were almost always associated with couples. His Little Vase was so gentle and obedient—if she had gone to a hotel with someone else, she had to have been tricked or sweet-talked into it.

A violent storm brewed in Jin Ran’s eyes. No matter who it was that had taken advantage of her, he’d drag them out and break their legs.

“It’s Halfday Inn, just outside the south gate. It’s safe. I’m staying alone. There’s a long bridge and park nearby—it’s a great place to sketch. Want to go for a walk with me?”

Her soft, silky voice slipped into his ears like a gentle breeze, instantly calming his chaotic heart.

Was she… reporting her whereabouts to him?

Was she afraid he’d misunderstand?

How could she be this cute?

Jin Ran’s mood turned from thunderstorm to clear skies in a heartbeat. He almost blurted out—“Walk? Why not just ask if I want to be your boyfriend?”

Of course he’d say yes without a second thought!

He just loved how she tried to act calm while secretly being so shy.

After their stroll through the park, Jin Ran returned to his room, carefully locking the door behind him, and lovingly unfolded the sketch his Little Vase had given him.

Tsk. Why did she draw him so handsome?

His girlfriend was truly a genius—talented, brilliant, able to draw like a pro, and excelled at both math and computer science. A rare combination of beauty and brains.

And this amazing girlfriend of his… had a secret crush on him.

Must be the blessing he earned from staying pure all these years.

Jin Ran praised that life drawing like it was the crown jewel of the art world—from the choice of paper, to the shading and linework, from light and perspective to the mood and form…

It even seemed to carry his Little Vase’s unique scent.

He couldn’t bear to put it down.

After admiring it for two whole hours, he rolled it up and locked it inside his safe. Then he took out his phone to contact a professional framer—he was going to get it custom mounted.

When the call ended, Jin Ran smiled to himself, thinking about how she’d hugged him shyly yet willingly before they parted. He couldn’t help but hum and grin like a fool.

After a while, though, a faint sense of loss crept in.

He missed his Little Vase already. What excuse could he use to ask her out tonight? Should he just confess and give her a huge surprise?

No, no—too soon. Not appropriate.

They’d only met twice. Confessing now might come across as impulsive. Plus, the first time they met at the sports field, he hadn’t exactly been kind—who knows how she really felt?

He got it! He’d ask her out to dinner, prepare a thoughtful gift to apologize, and keep his tone sincere. Since she liked him, she’d probably let it go.

Jin Ran nervously opened his contacts list.

He scrolled from A to L—just a sea of names like “Li **” and “Liu **”, either school faculty or company associates.

No one labeled “wife”?

He panicked a little but kept scrolling—maybe it was saved as “girlfriend”?

Nothing. No “girlfriend” either.

Then it had to be “Little Vase”. His girlfriend was delicate, elegant, and refined—like a porcelain antique. She deserved his utmost care and protection.

Jin Ran didn’t even realize his fingers were trembling.

He scrolled through his entire contact list seven or eight times before he was finally forced to accept the truth—

He didn’t even have his girlfriend’s contact info.

No phone number. No WeChat.

He felt like a deflated balloon. Still shameless, he turned to the university confession wall to post a desperate plea for help.

[Wall, how can I get the contact info of a girl who likes me? She’s got a crush on me but hasn’t confessed yet.]

The S University confession wall happened to be run by Sheng Yao that day. She stared at the familiar profile picture and username, lost in deep thought.

After a long pause, Sheng Yao slowly typed a question mark:

[Have some shame. You’re the one with the crush, so why are you acting like she’s the one chasing you?]

She couldn’t believe it—the aloof, untouchable campus prince Feng Yan, the one known as an ice-cold god, was actually this pathetic behind the scenes? He didn’t deserve the girl at all!

Jin Ran was baffled. Did he somehow offend the wall admin?

Fine. If the wall wouldn’t help, he turned to the school forum and started posting multiple help threads:

[How can I get the contact info of a girl I like, who has a crush on me but hasn’t confessed?]
[Is there a way to subtly hint to her that she should confess already?]
[Tips on how to pursue a girlfriend?]

While waiting for replies, Jin Ran scrolled through the forum’s trending posts.

#Super Sweet! Campus Beauty and Campus Prince’s Fairy-Tale Love
#Feng Yan – S University’s Human Billboard
#Behavioral Analysis of Feng Yan: How He Chased His Wife

…

What the hell? Feng Yan was trending?

And from the looks of it… he was in a relationship?

So what if that guy got ahead in love? Jin Ran swore—Feng Yan, that cold-blooded scholar, didn’t deserve someone as amazing as his Little Vase.

He wasn’t interested in any other campus beauty. To him, Little Vase was the most beautiful girl in the world.

He only clicked on those posts to learn how to be a better boyfriend.

But the moment he opened the first thread, Jin Ran was stunned.

Under the dreamy cherry blossom tree, a tall boy in shirt and slacks gazed gently at the girl in his arms—his Little Vase.

The more he scrolled, the deeper the frown on his brow.

So… Feng Yan and Little Vase were dating?

While he had been busy off-campus, that despicable Feng Yan had taken advantage of the opportunity—stalking her, manipulating her, seducing her, beating him to the punch.

Unbelievable. Shameless.

Then what about the sketch Little Vase gave him? Was it actually Feng Yan?

With how proud and cold that guy was, would he really pose nude for her?

So she must’ve settled for a substitute—someone who looked like Feng Yan. Him. And to make it more perfect, she even gave him silver-rimmed glasses to match.

Suddenly, every detail made sense.

Half an hour later, still crawling through all the trending posts, searching for proof that Feng Yan and Little Vase weren’t actually dating, Jin Ran posted again:

[Help! My girlfriend got stolen by my mortal enemy. He plagiarized my entire plan to win her over and snatched her away first!]

The school community immediately went full Sherlock Holmes:

[2F: Wait—did your girlfriend cheat on you?]
[Yan (OP): Don’t say that about my girlfriend! She didn’t cheat—he seduced her! She still likes me!]
[4F: High emotional intelligence, huh? Trying to be the side guy but make it sound poetic (pure malice).]
[5F: What is this nonsense?]
[6F: Based on your earlier posts, you never even got the girl. She’s already in a relationship, and you’re still saying she has a crush on you. Delusional much?]
[7F: Screenshots don’t lie—aren’t you the guy from Su Ci’s dream guy thread? Don’t stress, you’re not the only one jealous of Feng Yan. But trashing a couple like this is on you.]

That last comment broke Jin Ran completely.

He furiously started typing a long, passionate post to fight back—he had to prove that his and Little Vase’s feelings were mutual, and that Feng Yan was the real intruder.

[Yan: I’m not lying! Feng Yan stole my entire playbook for winning over my girlfriend!
He gave her breakfast based on my recipe—I even gave it to the school nurse. She can vouch for me!
My girlfriend has liked me for ages. She followed me around campus, even chose Computer Science just to attend classes with me. She signed up for the 1500-meter race at the sports meet just to see me!
I took her to the infirmary that day. She fainted before she could confess—but she told the nurse herself that I’m her boyfriend!]

[118F: Great, another one. Bro, your dream sequence is the same as mine.]
[119F: Forget morals—be yourself! I support the OP becoming the king of third wheels. Lead the charge for desperate men everywhere.]
[120F: That’s a great idea… if the OP had the face, grades, and Ferrari of the campus prince.]

Jin Ran was fuming, veins bulging on his forehead.

Did these brainless idiots have no sense of judgment?

It was obvious that Feng Yan was the one stealing his girl!

And that 120th floor idiot—was he questioning him?

Like hell he’d lose to that boring, uptight, emotionless bookworm!

Jin Ran snapped and posted a string of selfies—his full academic transcript, award certificates from major competitions, trophies, and even footage from his garage security cameras.