Chapter 127: The Secret Is Discovered

"Boss Cutie wants a One Piece Christmas figurine. I'm looking for it right now, but I've asked so many shops and none of them have it. I can only ask individual sellers," Leng Ruoli said, sounding troubled.

It seemed Jiang Muye really liked this Christmas figurine, and Leng Ruoli naturally wanted to fulfill his wish.

After seeing how concerned Leng Ruoli was, Mi Lu suddenly grew heavy-hearted.

She took a deep breath. After steeling herself, she said to Leng Ruoli, "Actually, there's something I've never told you."

"Sister Mi Lu, what is it?" Leng Ruoli asked, a bit puzzled.

"I used your computer to look up information before." Mi Lu's hand, hanging by her skirt, weakly clutched at the fabric. "I copied the photo collection of Jiang Muye from your computer."

Leng Ruoli's heart suddenly sank. Her lips quivered. "You mean the one I stayed up several nights to make?"

"Yes. When I was at New York Fashion Week, I used that video to confess to Jiang Muye. At the time I was just blinded by my own foolishness, I… I wanted to win him over so badly that I just…" Mi Lu was panicking. She suddenly reached forward and grabbed Leng Ruoli's hand, pleading, "Will you forgive me?"

Leng Ruoli's eyes instantly dimmed. She looked at Mi Lu with utter disappointment, then decisively pulled her hand free. In an instant, her voice was choked with tears. "You know how much effort I put into getting those photos! I was going to use them to confess to Jiang Muye. How could you use them!"

Leng Ruoli was utterly grief-stricken. "You were my best friend! How could you betray me? Weren't we supposed to compete fairly? How could you…"

Her heart felt like it was being cut with a knife.

How much time had she spent collecting those photos?

She'd run to Jiang Muye's elementary school, middle school, and high school, and to all sorts of places, big and small. Anything and everything about Jiang Muye, she had kept.

She'd planned to release the photo collection next month on Jiang Muye's birthday.

But she had never imagined it would be stolen.

And the thief was her best friend!

Mi Lu burst into tears, filled with regret. "After I confessed to him, I regretted it right away. My conscience was bothering me, so I deliberately tried to seduce him, thinking I'd settle it quick. If I got Jiang Muye sooner, you could give up sooner and not waste any more time on him. I…"

Leng Ruoli watched Mi Lu cry and sob, but felt not a trace of pity. Instead, she was utterly disappointed. "Sister Mi Lu, saying that just means you're inflicting your happiness on my pain. I like Jiang Muye, and I won't give up on him. But I will give up on you."

She stubbornly wiped the tears from her face. Though she looked frail on the outside, she was as strong as bedrock. Under Mi Lu's astonished gaze, she bolted straight out the door.

"Ruoli!" Mi Lu shouted.

But Leng Ruoli left without looking back.

Mi Lu clutched her aching chest. She had known that if she told the truth, Leng Ruoli would cut ties with her, which was why she'd been so afraid to speak.

But seeing how much Leng Ruoli cared about Jiang Muye, Mi Lu felt even more that what she'd done was despicable.

She was a thief.

She'd wanted to steal Leng Ruoli's hard work, and she'd wanted to steal the boy Leng Ruoli liked.

Now Mi Lu was mired in deep remorse. She shouldn't have been so greedy as to snatch the photo collection just because it was so beautifully made, and she shouldn't have wanted to monopolize Jiang Muye just because so many people admired him.

On a bright, moonlit night, Jiang Muye was still playing games with his roommates when his phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Muye glanced at it and saw that the caller was actually Mi Lu.

He found it strange.

Why was Mi Lu calling?

Jiang Muye slid to answer, and heard Mi Lu's sobbing on the other end. "Jiang Muye, something's wrong…"

Jiang Muye was so startled he nearly dropped his phone.

He was completely confused and quickly asked, "What? What happened?"

Mi Lu blamed herself. "I had a fight with Ruoli. She left the dorm four or five hours ago, and the dorm is about to close, but she still hasn't come back. Her phone is off too."

Jiang Muye's breath caught in his throat. He grew agitated. "What!"

He quickly hung up on Mi Lu and began dialing Leng Ruoli's number.

"The number you have dialed is powered off. Please try again later…"

The message on the other end instantly chilled Jiang Muye's heart.

Leng Ruoli's phone was off!

Jiang Muye then started sending several voice messages to Leng Ruoli on WeChat.

"Ruoli, where are you? Let me know when you see this."

"I'm waiting for you. Contact me, quick."

"Send me your location. I'll come pick you up, okay?"

Jiang Muye was extremely anxious now.

When Little White Dove and the other roommates learned that Jiang Muye couldn't reach Leng Ruoli, they also grew nervous.

"What's going on with the Cold Campus Belle? What the hell happened!"

Jiang Muye's mind was a mess. He replied, "I don't know either."

He immediately got up and started putting on a coat.

Little White Dove was surprised. "The dorm's about to close. You're still going out?"

"She's missing, and she's a girl. It's dangerous out there alone." Jiang Muye's voice was low. He was completely at a loss right now. He had to know where Leng Ruoli was. What if she ran into danger?

Yet right now he couldn't reach Leng Ruoli at all.

Seeing that Jiang Muye was going out, the others couldn't just sit by.

"Let's go. We'll help you find the Cold Campus Belle," Little White Dove said righteously.

Kai nodded along and started climbing down from the top bunk. "I'm going too."

Old He hurriedly threw on a hoodie. "Count me in."

Seeing his brothers step up, Jiang Muye's heart grew warm. "Thanks."

Jiang Muye immediately arranged to meet Mi Lu downstairs by the dorm.

He and his roommates waited downstairs for a while, then saw Mi Lu hurry down.

"Mi Lu, what time did she leave? When did you last contact her? What exactly happened between you two? Why did she leave school without a word!" Jiang Muye fired off his questions anxiously.

Mi Lu's eyes instantly grew wet. Filled with guilt, she told Jiang Muye everything, point by point.

After hearing the truth, something seemed to slam hard into Jiang Muye's heart.

He was astonished. "She collected all those photos herself, and she made the vcr too?"

Back then, Mi Lu's video had moved him somewhat.

But Jiang Muye had never imagined that all of it had actually been Leng Ruoli's doing.