Chapter 200: My Possessiveness Is Just That Strong

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

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That familiar voice sent a shudder through Jiang Muye.

He followed the fair wrist still gripping the mask upward, and there he saw Xia Xiran's delicate, pretty face.

Xia Xiran's moist eyes gazed at Jiang Muye with longing, and when his gaze fell on her, she broke into a friendly, faint smile.

Jiang Muye's brows knitted tightly together.

He had never imagined that Xia Xiran would come to this Maple Forest.

"Forget it, I'll go buy one for my Brother in a bit!" Jiang Xueli didn't like Xia Xiran.

Xia Xiran's intentions were far too obvious, especially showing up here now of all places. Nothing good could come of it.

Xia Xiran put on a show of being wronged, and muttered, "I just wanted to give you a mask, I'm not planning to do anything. You won't even accept a mask?"

"No." Jiang Muye refused without a shred of hesitation.

He had no intention of having any dealings with Xia Xiran whatsoever, and naturally had no desire to accept even the slightest favor from her.

Much less when Xia Xiran had feelings for him. If he accepted, wouldn't that be giving her hope?

Jiang Muye had no interest in dragging things out, and besides, he had a girlfriend now. He didn't want to see Leng Ruoli's heart grow cold because of him.

【Congratulations, Host, for rejecting Xia Xiran and earning two hundred Grit Points.】

Xia Xiran trembled, and a mist of tears welled up in her eyes.

Jiang Muye said bluntly, "Xia Xiran, let's not meet again. Whatever you give me, I won't accept it. And stop chasing me. I have a girlfriend."

Right in front of Xia Xiran, he clasped hands tightly with Leng Ruoli. "We're not breaking up. Give up on that."

After all, Xia Xiran was a girl he had once liked. Jiang Muye didn't want to make her too uncomfortable, and wouldn't take revenge or hurt her.

But if Xia Xiran kept trying to sabotage his relationship with Leng Ruoli, then he wouldn't spare her either.

Xia Xiran forced a smile. "Whether you like me is your business, but whether I chase you is mine."

Jiang Muye was so outstanding now, standing above everyone else.

Leng Ruoli's reasons for being with Jiang Muye were impure—she was only after his glorious status.

Only she truly liked Jiang Muye.

Which meant only she was worthy of Jiang Muye.

After Xia Xiran learned that Jiang Muye was going to clean the Maple Forest, she had come with a broom in hand, only to discover that Leng Ruoli was so scheming that she had already beaten her to it.

But this chance had been so hard to claw their way to. How could Xia Xiran give it up?

So Xia Xiran put on her mask and instinctively began sweeping the ground.

"Xia Xiran, this is my area to take care of. You don't need to sweep it," Jiang Muye stopped her, but Xia Xiran was stubborn and insistent.

"Protecting the school environment is everyone's responsibility. Of course I have to do my part. Just pretend I'm not helping you, but helping the school—is that not allowed?" Xia Xiran raised her head and looked at Jiang Muye. "You have absolutely no reason to chase me off."

Jiang Muye's thin lips pressed tightly together. He was just about to drag Xia Xiran away by force when Jiang Xueli said carelessly, "Brother, if someone wants to help you, just let them. Once she feels tired and miserable, she'll leave on her own."

Jiang Xueli wished there were more people to help.

Although Xia Xiran's personality was a bit annoying, letting her suffer a little was a good thing too.

Jiang Muye's mind was in a mess. Just as he was worrying about how to get rid of Xia Xiran, he noticed a shadow fall over his vision, and in an instant he realized that Leng Ruoli had already risen on her tiptoes and started tying the scarf from her neck around his.

"If you don't have a mask, just make do with this." She wound the scarf tightly around him, circle after circle, but not too tight—instead it covered his mouth and nose.

The scarf carried a pleasant, fresh fragrance, one that Jiang Muye liked very much. One whiff and his mood lifted.

Jiang Muye beamed brightly at Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's eyes curved like crescent moons.

All of these happy, warm scenes fell into Xia Xiran's sight, and Xia Xiran felt as if sand had gotten into her eyes, an aching, swelling sting.

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were completely the envy of everyone around them, and Xia Xiran was like an outsider. Jiang Muye never once looked at her, and kept interacting with Leng Ruoli and Jiang Xueli the whole time.

Xia Xiran, treading on thin ice, tried several times to step forward and strike up a conversation with Jiang Muye, but he gave her the cold shoulder and ignored her as if she were air.

Xia Xiran had never been neglected like this before. She felt as if even the air had grown thin, and she completely couldn't stand being in this environment anymore.

"Da da da da—" The sound of footsteps running away rang out.

Jiang Muye looked up and saw Xia Xiran's fleeing figure.

She had finally left.

Jiang Xueli gave a huff. "She didn't even finish sweeping and she's gone. Clearly her intentions weren't in the sweeping at all."

She lifted a radiant smile directly at Leng Ruoli and Jiang Muye. "Don't worry, with me here, Xia Xiran will have absolutely no way to come between you two."

Jiang Muye's tone was firm. "I don't need you, little girl. She won't come between us anyway."

Jiang Muye had already given up on Xia Xiran completely, so there would be not a trace of lingering attachment. He wasn't the kind of person who didn't know a good thing when he had it, and besides, he now had a girlfriend as wonderful as Leng Ruoli, and should cherish her all the more.

When Leng Ruoli saw Jiang Muye's resolve, her heart fluttered like a little deer's.

She smiled sweetly, rose on her tiptoes, and kissed Jiang Muye's cheek.

"A reward for you."

With her light, cheerful voice, Jiang Muye saw her pretty face brimming with smiles.

Jiang Muye instinctively touched his cheek.

The mark Leng Ruoli had left still remained there.

Making him break into a foolish grin without meaning to. It felt as if, in the biting cold air, besides the fresh scent of leaves and the smell of earth, there was also a sweetness like honey.

So this was the happiness of being in love.