Chapter 246: Telepathy

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

Being cared about by someone really did feel wonderful.

At first, Jiang Muye had assumed that reading someone's thoughts would be a burden, but now he felt it was something truly joyful.

Naturally, Jiang Muye couldn't bring up what Leng Ruoli was thinking about right now. He felt it would be better to change the subject so she could relax a bit and not fret so much.

After all, this was a date between the two of them.

With that thought, Jiang Muye spread open the menu and handed it to Leng Ruoli. "See what you'd like to drink?"

Leng Ruoli laid eyes on it, then muttered inwardly.

Is the signature jasmine black tea better, or the milk-cap peach milk tea? They both seem pretty good.

When Jiang Muye saw Leng Ruoli struggling to decide, he said gently, "If you can't decide, just order both and have a bit of each."

"But I can't finish them," Leng Ruoli grumbled. "Wouldn't that be a waste?"

"Then order the milk-cap peach milk tea," Jiang Muye said, a smile rising on his face. "I'll get the signature jasmine black tea, and you can sneak a few sips from mine. Whatever you can't finish, I'll take care of."

His words delighted Leng Ruoli. "I wanted to order both anyway!"

"That just proves we're in tune with each other," Jiang Muye said, the corners of his mouth curving up.

Leng Ruoli nodded straight away, little dimples appearing on her face, pure and sweet.

She leaned forward and immediately hooked her finger around Jiang Muye's, clingy as could be, which Jiang Muye enjoyed immensely. "Then I'll do as you say. It's so nice having a boyfriend~"

Just looking at her put Jiang Muye in a good mood.

After the food and milk tea Leng Ruoli had asked for arrived, Jiang Muye had a clear grasp of her preferences and thoughts.

After all, he could hear her inner voice.

It'd be nice to add some milk balls right about now. It tastes a bit weak.

Jiang Muye waved at the waiter. "Waiter, a side of milk balls, please."

Leng Ruoli's eyes went wide.

When Leng Ruoli was eating her pasta and got a bit burned by the spice, Jiang Muye handed her a cup of water without a second thought.

That filled Leng Ruoli's face with a warm, lively smile. "So thoughtful. I'd just started feeling the spice and wanted water, and you already knew."

Then she looked a little puzzled. "It's so strange. Today it feels like you know exactly what I'm thinking."

"Pfft, don't tell me you think I can read your mind," Jiang Muye said, defusing it with perfect composure.

"This isn't some superpower time-travel world. How could you possibly read my thoughts?" Leng Ruoli shook her head, completely unconvinced.

Jiang Muye wanted to laugh.

Darling, you're far too naive.

What's a little superpower meltdown? I'm a man with the System.

Not just the Mind-Reading Art, but even other abilities—I can obtain them all with ease.

Jiang Muye reached out and lightly tapped Leng Ruoli's forehead with his finger. "That's right. Even though our darling watches Marvel movies, she still keeps her reason. As your boyfriend, of course I have to understand you a bit. Otherwise it wouldn't be fair to you."

But Leng Ruoli shook her head and said to Jiang Muye earnestly, "No, to be fair, I have to work hard to understand your thoughts too."

Her earnest voice drew a soft laugh from Jiang Muye. "Good, good, good, whatever you say."

Leng Ruoli let out a sweet, delicate laugh, her eyes carrying a sparkling light. That beautiful smile made Jiang Muye unable to resist lifting her chin and stealing a kiss.

Leng Ruoli's skin grew even hotter. Her shy, lovely appearance was like a juicy peach already dripping with nectar—sweet as could be.

After their lovely meal, Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli went to the front desk to pay.

Just as Jiang Muye was about to swipe his card, he suddenly heard a mutter behind him.

It came from a man's voice.

This beauty is way too pretty. Her figure's really something, tsk tsk tsk. It'd be a loss not to cop a feel. In a bit I'll pretend to trip and fall onto her, find a chance to touch a little. Must feel great.

Jiang Muye's expression turned grim at once.

He immediately turned around and glared murderously at the middle-aged man standing behind Leng Ruoli.

This pervert, already balding with barely a few hairs left and a sleazy face—and he still wanted to cop a feel of his girlfriend?

If you want to live, don't go looking for death!

The middle-aged man was cowed by Jiang Muye's gaze, but then he felt a bit resentful.

What're you glaring at me so fiercely for? Just a pretty boy—probably kept by someone. Heh, in front of me you're nothing but a good little grandson. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. Glare at me again and I'll slap you!

Hearing that, Jiang Muye's eyes grew even colder.

Especially when he noticed the middle-aged man pretending to step forward to pay, reaching out his hand to touch Leng Ruoli's rear—Jiang Muye exploded with rage.

Damn it, so you won't accept a toast unless it's a forfeit.

Without another word, Jiang Muye pulled Leng Ruoli in front of him.

He pressed her whole body up against the counter.

Leng Ruoli was startled by the sudden initiative, and once she realized it was Jiang Muye who'd done it, her little face went bright red.

What's this about? Don't tell me he's gotten excited in broad daylight. No way, we're out in public…

If Jiang Muye had heard Leng Ruoli's thoughts like this in the past, he'd have gone wild and taken full advantage of her.

But the problem was, he'd run into a damn pervert.

So Jiang Muye had no time to care about anything else.

His first thought was to take out the damn pervert.

After the middle-aged man failed to get his hands on her, he felt unwilling to let it go.

But in the next instant, the middle-aged man's hand was seized by Jiang Muye.

The sudden pain made his eyes go wide, and he stammered, "What… what are you doing?"

"What are you doing to my girlfriend! Damn you, you're asking for death!" Jiang Muye ground his teeth, furious.

"You're lying, I didn't do anything at all!" The middle-aged man realized that eyes in all directions were fixed on him, and he panicked.

But Jiang Muye didn't believe a word of the man's bullshit.

Without a second thought, he threw a punch right into the middle-aged man's face.

With a "clang," the middle-aged man's face was bloodied.

The middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded, staring at Jiang Muye in astonishment. "Why are you hitting me?"

Jiang Muye raised his chin and looked down on the middle-aged man. "So what if I hit you? I still think I haven't punched you enough!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Muye pounced without another word, every punch landing solid.

Leng Ruoli gasped when she saw it, and realizing how chaotic the scene had become, she immediately grabbed Jiang Muye and urged, "Stop hitting him."

The middle-aged man was completely beaten silly. He grimaced in pain, spit flying from his mouth nonstop. At first it was "fuck your mother" curses, and later it became meek cries of "I was wrong, I was wrong, Grandpa, spare me!"

Jiang Muye had beaten him thoroughly.

What he hated most were these bastards who took advantage of people and hid a beast's heart behind a human face.