Chapter 258: You're Going to Take Advantage of Me Again

Jiang Muye was so excited that his eyes glistened with tears.

He had thought he would be the only one so worked up, but never expected that Leng Ruoli beside him would get excited too.

Leng Ruoli's little face was burning hot, tears shimmering in her eyes, and her voice was trembling uncontrollably. "It's here!"

On stage, Yu Qianxia was still speaking. "I'm here to thank my husband, and even more to thank my fan Jiang Muye, and his girlfriend Leng Ruoli. If it weren't for them, I would never have had the courage to sing this song again."

When Yu Qianxia finished speaking, the entire audience began searching for Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli.

Jiang Muye had been so famous before—a hotshot big shot.

Apart from the people around Jiang Muye who knew he was present, everyone else had no idea Jiang Muye was there.

After searching around, they finally spotted Jiang Muye.

Seeing Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli with their hands tightly clasped, standing together, everyone instantly became excited.

Neither had expected Jiang Muye to actually be present.

Truly fucking awesome.

So many people before had been unable to get Yu Qianxia to sing, but Jiang Muye had actually pulled it off!!!

Jiang Muye really was a big shot—he had fulfilled everyone's dream!

And seeing how sweet Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli looked, how many people envied such a sweet romance.

It was another day of being moved by other people's love.

Jiang Muye felt the envious gazes sweeping over him from all directions. He was unmoved—the only one who could affect him was Leng Ruoli beside him.

Leng Ruoli gazed at him ardently, smiling so innocently and brilliantly.

Yu Qianxia's singing had already filled the entire hall. Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli listened earnestly, Leng Ruoli leaning on his shoulder, softly humming along.

Jiang Muye looked at Leng Ruoli tenderly.

Back when he first heard Stars Facing South, he had thought it was a beautiful yet sorrowful song.

Only now did he realize that there was so much hidden sweetness in the lyrics that he hadn't felt back then.

Now, listening together with Leng Ruoli, he felt his state of mind change all at once.

Jiang Muye closed his eyes, sniffing her scent with longing, his mood brightening.

After Yu Qianxia finished the song, the whole hall erupted in excited applause and cheers.

Jiang Muye too was left wanting more. His heart felt like it had been shaken, moved beyond words.

"I didn't really like listening to her songs before, but after liking someone, it seems I've come to like them." Leng Ruoli's lips curved upward.

"Then my recommendation worked." Jiang Muye nodded emphatically.

"No, it's that I like you—that's what worked." Leng Ruoli corrected him with a smile.

Jiang Muye froze for a moment, then laughed heartily, ruffling Leng Ruoli's head. "I like you too. We really are kindred spirits."

"If we weren't a pair, how could we end up in the same room." Leng Ruoli said proudly.

That proud little face made Jiang Muye love her even more. "Not bad, you can even draw inferences now."

"I'm not that dumb, okay."

"Not that dumb?" Jiang Muye gently teased Leng Ruoli. "Last time, who was it that walked into a wall, and who was it that got hit on the head by a book?"

Jiang Muye's teasing made Leng Ruoli blush to the extreme. She directly covered her face, saying shyly, "Those were all accidents."

"Alright, being a little dumb is fine—easy to raise." Jiang Muye chuckled.

"I'm not dumb, and I'm easy to raise too." Beneath the seat, Leng Ruoli had already given Jiang Muye's sneaker a little kick with her little foot.

Jiang Muye simply pointed at the dust on his shoe and said, "Oh, so now you're 'abusing' me?"

"No!" Leng Ruoli shook her head, her delicate face full of shyness. "How is that abuse, I didn't even do anything—you're the one who keeps bullying me."

"Bullying you?" Jiang Muye winked at Leng Ruoli, then bit her ear. "Who's the one who pins me down every night, and when I say I don't want to, still climbs on top?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Nonsense? Then should I show you the strawberry marks?" Jiang Muye chuckled. "I buttoned up extra buttons today, keeping my neck hidden—nobody's discovered the secrets underneath."

Jiang Muye's words made Leng Ruoli blush to the extreme. She pounded him with her little pink fist. "You're spreading rumors! You're the one who asked me to plant the strawberries. If we compare, clearly mine are more!"

"I don't believe it. We'll compare when we get back." Jiang Muye chuckled, setting a trap for Leng Ruoli. "Whoever has more has to grant the other one request."

"I'm not comparing with you. You… you're just going to take advantage of me again in a bit." Leng Ruoli turned her face away and replied shyly.

"How could I possibly take advantage of you—I'm the one who gets devoured clean by you. Girls these days are like wolves and tigers, I can't afford to mess with them." Jiang Muye teased.

Leng Ruoli blushed and pretended to be angry, giving Jiang Muye a push.

Jiang Muye tilted toward the seat beside him, laughing especially happily.

After Yu Qianxia's concert ended, she had already started signing autographs.

Little White Dove and the others had all gone to line up.

Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye, whose head was resting jauntily on the chair, and said, "Alright, you can get up now."

"No, someone attacked me and pushed me down, and won't even pull me up." Jiang Muye huffed.

"Who told you to say that about me. Alright, I'll pull you up." Leng Ruoli grabbed Jiang Muye with both hands and simply pulled like she was pulling a radish. "Come on, get up. Don't you want an autograph?"

"No." Jiang Muye smiled as he watched Leng Ruoli's anxious expression, chuckling mischievously.

"Are you getting up or not!" Leng Ruoli's little eyes were full of resentment.

"No, I'm just going to stay here. Anyway, you have to figure out a way to pull me up." Jiang Muye grinned cheekily.

"You're such a scoundrel. Then stay here, I'm leaving!" Leng Ruoli puffed up angrily and simply turned to leave—but Jiang Muye's hand pulled her back.

Jiang Muye grabbed Leng Ruoli's soft little hand and said with a chuckle, "Little idiot, did you forget? Even the exit is toward the back. What are you going to the front for?"

Leng Ruoli was pulled into his arms, sitting right on Jiang Muye's lap.

Such an intimate gesture still caught the attention of the girls not far away.

Leng Ruoli's face was steaming hot. She pushed Jiang Muye and said, "If you're not going to line up for an autograph, then I'll definitely get one for you!"

Jiang Muye was stunned.

He had thought he'd made Leng Ruoli angry enough to run off, but never expected this little dummy was planning to get an autograph for him.

Jiang Muye broke into a smile and held Leng Ruoli without letting go. "Hey, baby, you're so good to me."

"If I'm not good to you, who else would be." Leng Ruoli pretended to be fierce, but in reality she was nowhere near fierce.

Leng Ruoli had such an adorably cute face—even when she pretended to be fierce, no matter how loud she raised her voice, it was just hilariously cute.