Chapter 174: The Mysterious Phone Call at Night

A moment later, Yuanyuan's anxious voice rang out. "Jiang Muye, can you drive Xiran to the hospital? She seems to have a fever."

Leng Ruoli had clearly heard the voice coming from Jiang Muye's phone as well.

Her expression turned very tense.

Jiang Muye said without a shred of hesitation, "Sorry, I'm not a driver, and I'm not her friend. I have no obligation to take her to the hospital. You can hail a cab. Don't look for me."

He paused. "Also, I'm blocking your number. Don't call again."

【Congratulations, Host, on refusing Yuanyuan's request. You have earned 200 Grit Points.】

"Jiang Muye, you can't be this heartless. Xiran is—"

Before Yuanyuan could finish, Jiang Muye hung up.

When she tried to call back, it was already in a state where it couldn't be answered.

She really had been blocked.

Yuanyuan looked at Xia Xiran beside her, helpless. "He won't come. He even blocked my number."

Xia Xiran's pale lips trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with regret.

She had deliberately gone out into the cold wind, and deliberately eaten ice, all so she could make herself feverish.

She had thought that if she played the pity card, Jiang Muye would come running to take care of her like he had in the past. But Jiang Muye ignored her completely—he would rather drown himself in a den of tenderness than pay her any mind.

After Jiang Muye hung up, Leng Ruoli burrowed into his arms, satisfied. "Are you really not going?"

"Of course. Why? You'd rather I went?" Jiang Muye's mischievous side came out. He started lifting the blanket, chuckling. "In that case, I'll go."

Now Leng Ruoli panicked. She threw her arms around him at once. "You're not allowed to go, you're mine." She rested her head against his stomach. "You're not allowed to go look for her!"

Seeing how clingy she was, Jiang Muye's lips curved upward.

He especially loved the way she cared about him, and the way she got jealous. He gently kissed Leng Ruoli's ear and said with a smile, "I can barely manage you as it is—how would I have time to manage anyone else!"

Hearing that, Leng Ruoli felt sweetness seep into her heart.

She contentedly nestled against Jiang Muye. "You said that, so no taking it back."

Jiang Muye said in a husky voice, "Don't worry, I won't take it back. From the moment I decided to give up on Xia Xiran, I stopped looking back. Whether she's doing well or badly has nothing to do with me. Whether you're smiling or crying—that's what has to do with me."

Jiang Muye wasn't the type to leave things tangled and half-broken.

Nor did he like dragging things out with a past covered in dust.

Liking was liking. Not liking was not liking.

No matter how deeply he had once liked someone, once it was over, it was over. He had already walked out of his previous relationship, and he wasn't about to sink himself into the mud and go back to being a simp.

What he needed most right now was to cherish the person in front of him, and be with Leng Ruoli properly.

Leng Ruoli leaned in and kissed Jiang Muye's lips. "I believe you."

Jiang Muye, grinning, hugged Leng Ruoli and refused to let go, breathing in her fragrance, his heart full of contentment.

When Jiang Muye got back to his school dorm, he found a beautifully packaged box on his desk.

Was this the Valentine's Day gift Leng Ruoli had mentioned last night?

Jiang Muye was full of anticipation. He immediately started opening it.

The moment he unwrapped it, he was overjoyed.

A Christmas-themed One Piece figure! It was the limited edition he had wanted at the anime convention before but had never been able to get!

Jiang Muye took a photo of the figure and sent it to Leng Ruoli.

Jiang Muye: 【How did you get this? This is so hard to find!】

Our Crystal: 【I went through a private buyer. I waited a long time before I got my hands on it. Do you like it?】

Jiang Muye got excited: 【Of course I like it.】

Our Crystal: 【Then if you like it, I want a reward.】

Jiang Muye readily agreed: 【Sure, what reward do you want?】

He saw that the other side was typing, and after quite a while, a message came through.

Our Crystal: 【Say "Wifey, no."】

Jiang Muye burst out laughing when he saw it.

Wasn't this the same request he'd used to tease Leng Ruoli last time? Heavenly Dao really did run in cycles—now it had come back around onto him.

Jiang Muye: 【You've learned bad things. You can draw inferences now.】

Our Crystal: 【Who told my boyfriend to teach me bad things.】

Jiang Muye: 【Yo ho, pretty cheeky, huh. What, you want me to continue what happened yesterday?】

When Leng Ruoli saw Jiang Muye's message, her little face burned hot, and the shy, blush-inducing images from yesterday floated up in her mind.

She was too embarrassed to reply directly, so she dodged the topic: 【So are you going to say it or not? If you don't, I'm confiscating the gift.】

Jiang Muye's lips curved up. He sent a voice message: "Say it, definitely going to say it. Wifey, no, mm, is that enough? If not, I'll do it again."

After Leng Ruoli heard the voice message Jiang Muye sent, her ears turned red to the extreme.

Jiang Muye's voice was naturally magnetic, and now that he was using such a teasing tone, saying such ambiguous words, it made Leng Ruoli's face flush even hotter.

She secretly began saving the WeChat voice messages.

Now she had material to lull herself to sleep at night.

Just listening to it a hundred million times, that's all.

At this moment Jiang Muye had completely turned into an old rogue, and only stopped after teasing his girlfriend n times as usual.

The afternoon was the public lecture for all departments, and everyone would be seated in the great hall.

Jiang Muye could naturally sit together with Leng Ruoli.

System: 【Congratulations, Host, on successfully checking in at the school great hall. Reward: 500,000 rmb.】

The two of them held hands, incredibly sweet. But their sweetness hadn't lasted more than a few seconds before he felt a shadow fall over him.

Jiang Muye was surprised to find Xia Xiran sitting down on his right.

There was no color in Xia Xiran's lips, and her little face was very pale. He could feel her burning gaze never leaving him.

Naturally, Jiang Muye didn't want to be disturbed too much by Xia Xiran, nor did he want Leng Ruoli to feel jealous.

Without hesitation, Jiang Muye took Leng Ruoli's hand and stood up. "Let's go sit in the back."

"Okay." Leng Ruoli and Jiang Muye reached an agreement, and they sat together in the back.

Xia Xiran stared blankly at Jiang Muye's figure. She bit her lower lip, a bitter refusal to accept what was happening, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.

She had never imagined that Jiang Muye would still be so unmoved even after seeing her sick with his own eyes.

But from here on, she wouldn't let Jiang Muye stay so unmoved by her.

After Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli sat down in the back row, he received a text message.

From an unfamiliar number.

After he opened the message and read it, he was greatly shocked.

【You can refuse me now, but in a moment you won't be able to refuse me. I've prepared a special gift for you—Xia Xiran.】

When had Xia Xiran changed her number?

What was the special gift?

Jiang Muye abruptly looked toward Xia Xiran in the front row.

She happened to feel Jiang Muye's gaze, and turned her head to look at him with profound meaning. It was obvious she really had arranged something.