Chapter 159: Whether I Win or Lose Is None of Your Business

"Boss Cutie."

It was a sweet, pleasant female voice.

Everyone looked up in surprise, and saw Leng Ruoli standing there with a determined expression.

They were entirely unprepared for the Cold Campus Belle to place a bet too.

"Campus Belle Leng, won't you think it over? Sure, he's your boyfriend, but you still have to know your limits. This two-meter high jump could kill a person."

"That's right, Lin Lu isn't human—he was selected for the national team. Don't make me laugh! If you don't want to lose all your money, you'd better hurry up and switch your bet to Lin Lu."

Among them were quite a few of Leng Ruoli's suitors. They were particularly gleeful, though some pretended to kindly advise her to change her bet.

Leng Ruoli, however, said without batting an eye, "I believe he can do it."

On what basis did everyone think her boyfriend would lose?

She was going to back up her boyfriend! She believed he had what it took. Even if Lin Lu was impressive, Jiang Muye was even more impressive!

Leng Ruoli's actions naturally didn't escape Jiang Muye's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.

When everyone doubts a person, and there's still one person who believes in you unconditionally—that was the greatest happiness of all.

Jiang Muye walked up to Leng Ruoli and rubbed her head, then said in a firm, powerful voice, "You bet right. I won't let your money go down the drain."

Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye, her eyes very gentle, and nodded at him. "Mm."

Just as the atmosphere was harmonious, a figure appeared on the scene.

It was Xia Xiran. Her little face was stark white as she made her way straight to Jiang Muye.

The watching students grew gleeful and began whispering to each other.

"Look, Campus Belle Xia is here—Bro Mu's old flame~"

"Yeah, don't tell me Campus Belle Xia is here to bet too?"

"Will Bro Mu stay calm seeing his new love and old flame in the same space?"

Leng Ruoli also looked at Xia Xiran's sudden appearance in surprise, her brows furrowing slightly.

Xia Xiran gazed at Jiang Muye with a deeply affectionate look and said, "Don't compete. You can't win. Whatever you do, don't get hurt."

Jiang Muye was indifferent. "Xia Xiran, how do you know I can't win? Have you overestimated the opponent, or underestimated me? Also, whether I lose or win has nothing to do with you. The two of us have already drawn a line—we're not even friends."

【Congratulations, Host, on rejecting Xia Xiran's suggestion. Obtained two hundred Grit Points.】

Jiang Muye only wanted to keep his distance from Xia Xiran and leave each other in peace.

But Xia Xiran seemed to have become a different person, now repeatedly barging into his life—especially now, when she wanted him not to compete, showing him no respect at all.

So what if he wasn't Lin Lu's match?

Even if he couldn't win, at least he'd tried. No regrets, no remorse—and he'd challenged a formidable opponent.

Rather than give up halfway, rather than tuck his head in like a turtle just because the opponent was strong, and admit defeat.

Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli, bent down, and smiled at her. "This challenge is a bit difficult. Won't you give me a little motivation?"

Once Leng Ruoli realized the hint in Jiang Muye's eyes, she immediately leaned in and kissed Jiang Muye on the cheek.

This time she wasn't shy, and she wasn't hesitant.

This intimate gesture happened right under Xia Xiran's nose.

Xia Xiran felt all the blood in her body run cold. She heard the excited voices of the people around them swooning over the sweetness, but her eyes grew moist.

After Leng Ruoli kissed him, Jiang Muye was overjoyed. "Alright, full health. I'm definitely winning now." He raised his hand and rubbed Leng Ruoli's head, then went with Lin Lu to compete in the high jump.

Lin Lu went first. His stance was especially fierce—he charged up like a wild beast and leaped upward, but he clearly felt the resistance. As he went over, he still dragged the bar down with him.

Lin Lu was clearly somewhat vexed. "A mistake! I could've made it!"

The onlookers all felt it was a pity. "Lin Lu failed too? This two meters is too hard."

"Yeah, it really wrecks your back! I'm tired just watching."

"Jiang Muye is definitely going to lose. Even a sports student like Lin Lu couldn't clear it, let alone Jiang Muye, an amateur. He might even hurt his back!"

Even Little White Dove, Kai, and Old He began to worry about Jiang Muye.

"Muzi, take it easy."

"Yeah, if you think it's too hard, don't force it. Hurting your back would be bad."

"How many kidneys would it take to make up for a jump like this?"

Jiang Muye made an OK gesture to signal, "Relax, I'm fine!"

He put his gaze back on the high jump.

Most of the onlookers were just there to enjoy the show. Some even held up their phones to record video, all to capture the moment Jiang Muye made a fool of himself.

That way they could laugh at Jiang Muye however they wanted.

Who told Jiang Muye to snatch away Leng Ruoli, the first of the school's Four Great Campus Belles? Leng Ruoli was the white moonlight in so many men's eyes.

However, they didn't capture any footage of Jiang Muye making a fool of himself.

Instead, they were left stunned.

Jiang Muye dove like a fish and vaulted into the air, like an eagle soaring into the sky. The arc of his body was smooth and extremely beautiful. This high jump seemed effortless for him.

Especially when he leaped up and his clothes lifted, revealing a creamy-white midriff—it simply drew the eyes of every girl present.

The girls' hearts went thump-thump-thump, and they couldn't help but lick their lips.

Xia Xiran held her breath and stared, unable to look away from him at all.

Leng Ruoli's ears were bright red. Admiring and shy, she watched Jiang Muye complete this extremely beautiful move with worship in her eyes.

Jiang Muye landed in a very perfect posture, his high jump done in one fluid motion. What two-meter height? It wasn't even in his eyes.

Seeing how vigorous and steady he was, everyone was shocked.

Those who had just said Jiang Muye couldn't do it were all slapped in the face.

Smack, smack, smack—their faces stung badly!

Saying Jiang Muye couldn't do it? It proved only how narrow their vision was!

Jiang Muye's level was far too high—it was a total crush over Lin Lu!

Even the gym teacher was shocked.

Considering that the school record was one meter ninety, and Jiang Muye had effortlessly and perfectly cleared two meters!

Considering that Lin Lu had been selected for the national team and was about to go for training.

Jiang Muye had now even surpassed Lin Lu—didn't that make him even more impressive than Lin Lu? And the most important thing was that Jiang Muye wasn't a sports student and had never received any systematic training. If he trained properly, wouldn't Jiang Muye be unrivaled?

Little White Dove, Kai, and Old He cheered excitedly.

Jiang Muye was truly badass!

At that moment, Jiang Muye, with Leng Ruoli in tow, swept up all the money from the group who had just bet. "We won."

They gawked at each other, wanting to snatch the bills back, but it was too late.

Jiang Muye had all of it in his hands.

Jiang Muye stuffed it into Leng Ruoli's pocket and said with a smile, "See, you bet right. You didn't trust the wrong person."