Chapter 248: Turning Over a New Leaf

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

The middle-aged man was now scared no matter how he thought about it.

Sure, his life was cheap and he had no skill at making big money, but he didn't want to die either.

Just as the middle-aged man was starting to panic, walking the road in a daze, he suddenly heard the sharp sound of supercar tires scraping against the ground.

"Scree—"

All men love cars, and he was no exception.

Seeing the luxury supercar before him, he naturally took a few extra looks.

But the middle-aged man was entirely unprepared for a tall, handsome figure to step out of the car.

The man wore coffee-colored sunglasses, giving off a cold, aloof air. Most importantly, that face was identical to the one in his memories.

That scared the middle-aged man half to death.

He turned to bolt.

I'm done for. Is he here to collect my life?

Did Jiang Muye think letting me off last time was too much of a loss, and now he's come back for revenge?!

Just as the middle-aged man, scared out of his wits, was about to run, the other man had already cut him off.

How could his short little legs outrun those long ones?

Without a second thought, the middle-aged man dropped to his knees and began begging, "I was wrong, I was blind, doing that kind of thing to your girlfriend. Please, let me go. I swear I'll turn over a new leaf and be a proper man!"

As the middle-aged man wept and pleaded, the youth before him watched with contemptuous mockery. "You've mistaken me for Jiang Muye."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded. "Aren't you messing with me? If you're not Jiang Muye, who are you?"

"I'm Yu Xi, and he and I," Yu Xi's lips curved up slightly, a sinister look surfacing between his brows, "are irreconcilable."

The middle-aged man was stunned silly.

"Want to turn things around and become the master? I have a method here. It just depends on whether you're willing to cooperate." Yu Xi's words were laced with temptation, a fervent light flickering in his eyes.

…

The next day, Jiang Muye had just walked into the Jiang Corporation's office.

His secretary came to inform him, "Young Master Jiang, someone outside wants to see you."

"Who?"

"Hao Jian," the secretary answered.

"Hao Jian?" Jiang Muye felt he'd heard the name somewhere, but couldn't recall where.

The secretary added, "The pervert who molested Miss Leng."

After hearing the secretary's words, the image of the man surfaced in Jiang Muye's mind.

Hatred filled his eyes. "Don't let him in."

Jiang Muye had finally suppressed his anger, and now someone was coming to throw their life away.

"But he says he has something very important to see you about, something concerning your reputation, and that you'll definitely see him."

Jiang Muye's eyes suddenly darkened.

He let out a light laugh and cracked his knuckles. "Fine. Someone's coming to throw their life away. Just what I need to practice my fists."

All his frustration now had an outlet.

Jiang Muye was more than happy to oblige. He'd thought last time he hadn't hit hard enough, and now a good opportunity had arrived.

Soon, the secretary went out.

When he came back in, he was leading the middle-aged man behind him.

But unlike the bowing and scraping Jiang Muye had imagined, the man was clearly baring his fangs, arrogant and overbearing, practically looking down his nose at everything.

That kind of arrogance disgusted Jiang Muye to the extreme.

"Long time no see, Young Master Jiang. It's been a while." The middle-aged man smiled and moved to sit in the chair before Jiang Muye. Without a second thought, Jiang Muye used Thought-Controlled Object Manipulation to move the chair.

With a clatter, the chair suddenly slid out from under the middle-aged man's backside.

This left the middle-aged man completely bewildered.

He had no idea what had happened before he crashed onto the floor on his butt.

The pain turned his backside red. The middle-aged man clutched his butt and began crying out in pain.

Jiang Muye watched all of this, his eyes full of mockery.

"You want to sit before me? Depends on whether you're qualified. I'm afraid you'll dirty my chair and dirty my eyes." Jiang Muye looked down at the middle-aged man with his chin raised.

The middle-aged man angrily confronted Jiang Muye. "Don't be so cocky. Yeah, you're the famous Young Master Jiang, high and mighty, but have you thought about what happens when the wall falls and everyone pushes? Will you still be this arrogant then?"

"Push or not, I'm always number one." Jiang Muye was utterly arrogant.

He wasn't exaggerating. As someone with the System, what would he be afraid of?

No, nothing.

He couldn't go bankrupt, and he was invincible.

Could ants shake a tree? Was that even possible?

Jiang Muye didn't even put this ugly middle-aged man in his eyes.

Instead, the man angrily picked up his phone and opened a video to show Jiang Muye. "You remember this video clearly, don't you?"

Jiang Muye was dismissive. "So?"

"You beat someone up in public. As long as I call the police, you'll be arrested!" At this, the middle-aged man grew smug. "You don't want to be ruined, do you? Your stocks will plummet, and it could very well end in bankruptcy."

The middle-aged man said excitedly, "As long as you give me five million and make me a general manager, I'll pretend this never happened."

"Pfft." Jiang Muye laughed out loud.

How naive was this guy?

"Sure, go ahead and call the police. Let's see if they arrest a pervert who molests young women or a righteous young man. Your little stunt will only make my fame soar." Jiang Muye was completely at ease.

"You… how can you be sure I molested anyone? I didn't do anything! You framed and slandered me, and then beat me up without asking right from wrong. When this gets out, the one facing criticism will be you!"

Faced with the middle-aged man's angry words, the chill in Jiang Muye's eyes deepened.

He stepped forward and, without hesitation, punched the middle-aged man twice.

The man immediately couldn't take it and collapsed to the ground.

He stared at Jiang Muye in disbelief. "You're still hitting me?"

"Not only will I hit you, I'll kill you. Seems I was too merciful with you. I need to pull out the roots." Jiang Muye crouched before the middle-aged man, his words light as air, but they posed a huge threat to the man.

The middle-aged man's breath caught. "I have a video of you hitting people! If you do anything to me, I'll post it immediately."

"Pfft, you think you can just take things out of context and set the pace? Don't you look at who you've offended?" Jiang Muye spat at the middle-aged man.

The person who could threaten him hadn't been born yet.

Who did this guy think he was? He hadn't even weighed his own worth before coming to deliver his head, and he wouldn't even get reported.

The middle-aged man felt Jiang Muye's powerful aura and started to get scared.

But he fought to endure it, mustering his courage to continue threatening Jiang Muye. "You can't catch any leverage on me. I believe justice is still on my side."

"You deserve to talk about justice? Heh, truly laughable." Jiang Muye kicked the middle-aged man, who let out a muffled groan.