Chapter 16: The DR Ring, Only Ever Given to One Person in a Lifetime
"Then I can't really force him to stay, can I?" Xia Xiran said seriously. "The fact that he can see me now is already enough for me. He waited for me for so long, so what does it matter if I wait for him for a little while?"
In the past, she had found Jiang Muye's pursuit annoying.
It affected her studies too much.
But now she had realized that with him no longer pursuing her, studying had become a dull affair.
So it turned out that only with him around could studying become interesting.
Xia Xiran now only wanted to win back her greatest source of joy.
"Are we heading back to the dorm now?" the Round-faced Girl asked.
Xia Xiran shook her head. "No, we're going to buy the DR Ring."
"Buy the DR Ring?" Yuanyuan was astonished.
Xia Xiran nodded. "Since I never found the DR Ring he lost, I'll just buy a DR Ring and give it back to him."
Yuanyuan looked at Xia Xiran's determined expression and sighed inwardly.
In the past, she had thought Jiang Muye was devoted enough. But now she realized that Xia Xiran was deeply committed too.
Xiao Miao asked, "You want to buy the DR Ring? Isn't that the one where you can only give it to one person in your life, and your ID card only lets you buy one DR Ring? Think it through. If you regret it later, you won't be able to buy a ring for anyone else."
Xia Xiran nodded, her gaze firm. "I've thought it through. Since Jiang Muye gave his one and only to me before, what does it matter if I give my one and only to him? He's my one and only, irreplaceable."
"Let's go, let's go buy the ring." Yuanyuan supported Xia Xiran.
Xia Xiran was overjoyed and immediately brought her best friends to the DR store in the mall.
When the saleswoman heard that Xia Xiran had come alone to buy a diamond ring to chase after someone, she was rather taken aback.
A girl this beautiful still needed to buy a diamond ring to chase after a man?
What idiot of a guy was so blind?
Xia Xiran kept staring at the DR Rings in the display case.
After searching for a week, she finally found the model Jiang Muye had bought.
"How much is this one?" Xia Xiran asked.
"This DR Ring is one of our bestsellers. It's called the True Love Edition, and it costs 8,600 yuan," the saleswoman introduced.
Xia Xiran was startled.
So the ring was called True Love…
That meant Jiang Muye had treated her as his true love, which was why he had bought this ring.
And she hadn't cherished it at all.
"It actually costs 8,600 yuan? That's so expensive. I thought it was just a normal model, two or three thousand!" Yuanyuan exclaimed.
"Right, I remember now. Gao Kai said before that Jiang Muye worked for a long time, and for those few months he pinched and scraped, hiding in the dorm every day saving up money for something. So it was to buy this ring. So his feelings for Xiran were this genuine, that he was willing to spend so much!" The Girl with Glasses had originally not approved of Jiang Muye and Xia Xiran being together.
But now, she was moved by Jiang Muye's sincerity.
So Jiang Muye's feelings were this true.
If a guy this handsome and this devoted came to pursue her, she'd probably say yes.
Seen this way, Xia Xiran really hadn't cherished such a devoted guy, and now even if Jiang Muye ignored Xia Xiran, she deserved it.
Who told Xia Xiran to be so high-maintenance? Such a romantic, deep affection was laid right before her, and she had turned a blind eye.
Her best friends' chattering discussion made Xia Xiran laugh despite herself.
She had known none of this.
So Jiang Muye had silently given so much in the background.
She couldn't stand eating instant noodles for even one day, let alone several months in a row.
She knew Jiang Muye's family situation wasn't great; his parents both worked at a factory.
It was only because her own mother and Jiang Muye's mother had been high school classmates and best friends, and had been pregnant at the same time, that they had joked about arranging a Childhood Betrothal.
Xia Xiran had never taken this Childhood Betrothal seriously, and felt she would never end up with Jiang Muye.
But now Xia Xiran felt she had been terribly wrong.
She was grateful that her parents had set up this Childhood Betrothal.
If she and Jiang Muye hadn't had the Childhood Betrothal, she might never have been connected to Jiang Muye at all.
Xia Xiran had the saleswoman take out this ring.
Almost trembling, she slipped the diamond ring onto her hand.
She had looked at Jiang Muye's ring ninety-nine times.
But not once had she put it on.
Now, wearing it on her own hand, it fit much better than Xia Xiran had imagined, and looked beautiful.
But if it hadn't been her putting it on, if it had been Jiang Muye putting it on her, it would surely have fit even better.
At this thought, Xia Xiran's heart began to flutter.
She immediately bought the ring. "I'll take this True Love Edition."
"Alright." The saleswoman nodded and began to wrap it up for her.
Xia Xiran directly swiped her card.
Although her parents were both university professors and her family was well-off, this time she was buying it with her own scholarship money.
She wanted to tell Jiang Muye that she was sincere too.
That she was serious about being with him.
After buying the ring, Xia Xiran placed it in a velvet box.
"Why did you take it off again?" Yuanyuan asked, puzzled.
But Xia Xiran's lips curved up, her face full of longing. "I want to put it on after I successfully propose to Jiang Muye."
This stunned her friends.
They had thought Xia Xiran was only buying it to replace the lost ring.
Who would have thought Xia Xiran was talking about a proposal!
The Girl with Glasses said in surprise, "Xiran, have you thought this through? That's a proposal! Lots of people will be watching. If it doesn't succeed, it'll be humiliating."
"If it doesn't succeed, the worst I lose is face once. But if it does succeed, what I gain is a person. Either way, I come out ahead." Xia Xiran's lips curved up.
Xia Xiran's optimism immediately won everyone's support.
Who isn't willing to go all out for love? Otherwise, is it even youth?
Youth is meant for a grand, passionate romance, so you won't have regrets.
…
After finishing the movie, Jiang Muye took a cab to the duplex sea-view villa at Jiangling Garden.
The villa faced the sea, with pleasant scenery and an area of over a thousand square meters.
It was so big it was almost scary, and the interior was fully furnished, with an overall decor that was worth a fortune.
Jiang Muye pulled open the curtains and could see the sea and the beach outside.
Living here was truly wonderful—watching the tide rise and fall was so comfortable.
Jiang Muye thought of that luxury car garage and couldn't wait to head over.
Although Jiang Muye had already mentally prepared himself.
When he actually saw the row of luxury cars, he was still stunned.
A Rolls-Royce Phantom, a Maybach S580, a Ferrari 458 Spider, a Porsche 918, a Ferrari F12tdf, an Alphard Business RV, a Mercedes-Benz SLR 722…
Any single car here was worth a sky-high price.
Jiang Muye tried sitting in each one.
So comfortable.
So there really was a reason they sold for so much.
Driving a car like this around school would be so flashy.
Jiang Muye agonized for a long time before finally deciding to drive away the Rolls-Royce Phantom from among the dozens of cars.
After all, he could only drive one car at a time. How could he drive them all? The others could be backups; whenever he got tired of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, he'd switch.
Jiang Muye drove the Rolls-Royce Phantom away.
The feeling of soaring along the highway was great, and it was a convertible too.
After Jiang Muye got a taste of a rich man's thrill, he felt the cold wind was too chilly, so he simply put the top up.
Jiang Muye parked the car at a shop across from the school for maintenance, so it would be convenient to pick up after the service was done.
The cost of servicing a car wasn't low, especially for a new luxury car.
But Jiang Muye wasn't short on money now. A maintenance fee of tens of thousands of yuan didn't make him blink; he swiped his card and left.
This left the shop staff astonished. So this was what they called a rich second generation, truly rich and willful.
Night slowly descended, the hazy moonlight hanging on the treetops, stealthily slipping in through the window.
There, one could see—