Chapter 43: I'll Wait for You Downstairs

"Hey, handsome guys, I want to ask you something~" Mi Lu shot them a wave of flirtatious glances that would melt anyone's bones.

Little White Dove and the others had been surprised that Jiang Muye was so indifferent to Mi Lu, but now Mi Lu had come straight to them.

"Campus Belle Mi, what is it?" Little White Dove asked excitedly.

"You know that super handsome guy from just now, right?" Mi Lu's wine-red nails lightly brushed through her hair, and her magnificent peaks grew even more towering and prominent—impossible to ignore.

However, Little White Dove and the others all had girlfriends, and under such temptation, they could only force their eyes away.

Sinful, sinful.

"Yeah, he's our roommate," Old He answered very honestly.

Mi Lu's eyes instantly lit up. "Then what's his name, what class is he in? What's his WeChat?"

Catch the king first, catch the bandits first—if she caught the roommates, could the man she'd set her sights on still escape?

"Can't sell out a brother, can't tell you," Old He answered.

Sure, Campus Belle Mi was pretty, but she wasn't his girl.

Besides, bros were way more important than women.

How could he sell out a brother for a woman, even one this gorgeous?

No way, absolutely not.

Mi Lu's lips curved slightly. She wasn't discouraged in the least. A smile rippled across her mouth as she pulled out her wallet, directly producing two thousand in cash. "Whoever can get him to add me on WeChat gets this money. If it's not enough, I can add more."

Those bright red bills immediately drew their attention.

Never had they imagined adding someone on WeChat could be worth so much.

In fact, a normal male college student's monthly living expenses were only a thousand.

"His name is Jiang Muye, a sophomore in the design department. Campus Belle Mi, don't worry, leave your WeChat ID and I guarantee he'll add you tonight," Old He said with a cheerful smile.

Mi Lu was overjoyed. She quickly produced a lipstick and wrote her WeChat number on Old He's palm, then handed him the cash.

"You have to make him add me," Mi Lu urged.

"Absolutely!" Old He smiled and watched Mi Lu leave.

Little White Dove and Kai were disappointed. "I never realized you were that kind of person, Old He. We all kept our mouths shut, no comment, and then you just sold out Muzi! Muzi's always been so good to us."

Old He happily counted the money. "This is two thousand—two thousand can buy so much stuff! We'll split it."

But Little White Dove and Kai refused with great integrity: "No!"

"Fine, then I'll keep it all myself." Seeing the two were unhappy, Old He explained, "Campus Belle Mi isn't some wolf or tiger, she's not going to eat Muzi. What are you afraid of? You think I'm stupid? You really think I'd give her Muzi's actual WeChat?"

"You already took the money—don't tell me you're going to back out now," Kai said, very puzzled.

"Muzi has an unused alt account, I know the password. I'll just let her add the alt," Old He said with a chuckle. "Of course I had to take this money—we can treat Muzi to a nice meal."

Little White Dove's eyes lit up. "Wow, Old He, you're really a panda ordering takeout—bamboo shoots all the way home! You actually came up with that?"

"Isn't this a bit much? Isn't it basically scamming Campus Belle Mi out of her money?" Kai was still worried.

"She said to add Muzi's account—she never said main or alt. Later I'll add her with the alt, so we didn't lie."

Hearing Old He's words, they figured it was workable.

No time like the present—Old He logged into Jiang Muye's alt and added Mi Lu.

When Mi Lu saw the friend request notification, she accepted it immediately.

She got online and flirted hard—she'd sent over thirty messages within half an hour, and not a single one got a reply.

Mi Lu was baffled.

What was going on? Why no reply at all?

Was he on 2G, or was he just reading without responding?

What Mi Lu didn't know was that Old He and the others, overjoyed, had taken her money and bought a feast of barbecue and beer—over three hundred yuan's worth—and gone straight back to the dorm to chow down.

Jiang Muye was stunned to see the lavish spread of barbecue and beer. "What day is it today? You guys bought all this?"

"Come on, eat up, don't be shy," Old He urged.

He was secretly snickering—if not for Jiang Muye, could they have eaten so well?

Jiang Muye started scarfing skewers right away.

Little White Dove laughed and nudged Jiang Muye. "You little kid, how'd you end up knowing Campus Belle Mi? Now she wants to give herself to you—must be fate!"

"What fate," Jiang Muye replied gloomily. "Karmic debt."

He recounted what had happened that day, back and forth.

"Just like that she's chasing you—she's definitely after your face and body. Being good-looking really can fill your belly. Campus Belle Mi is a super rich woman, not a bit less than the Cold Campus Belle," Little White Dove said exaggeratedly.

Kai nodded vigorously. "Muzi's peach blossoms really are blooming. Campus Belle Xia, the Cold Campus Belle, Campus Belle Mi—they all like you. So many guys envy Muzi now. But the question is, Muzi, who do you like?"

Jiang Muye took a sip of beer. "Right now I don't love anyone. Can't I just love the Empress?"

"2D characters don't count, okay? Even though Boa is the eternal goddess, I only allow her to be my little wife—no coveting her," Old He said with a laugh.

Jiang Muye's favorite was One Piece, and he was hopelessly in love with the Empress in it. He'd even collected quite a few Empress figurines.

Of course, Old He also really liked the Empress.

"Screw you." Jiang Muye lightly kicked Old He. "Little wife, huh? Let's see if your girlfriend's willing to be the big wife. Really no sympathy for single dogs—you even steal their 2D characters."

Old He chuckled. "But seriously, the three Campus Belles' figures are no worse than the Empress'. Look at the Cold Campus Belle—real deal figure, she could give the Empress' curvy body a run for its money. Then Campus Belle Xia—narrow waist, long legs, not as tall, but her proportions are great. Not to mention Campus Belle Mi—heh heh, absolutely scorching."

Hearing Old He's description, Jiang Muye couldn't help making comparisons himself.

Old He wasn't wrong—the three had different figures, but all were top-notch, even more explosive than any 2D character.

Peaks that couldn't be held in one hand, slim slender waists, super long legs—they could pull off black stockings, white stockings, fishnets, anything.

Place them there and it was alluring perfection.

Each had its own merits.

But even so, the Empress was still better.

At that thought, Jiang Muye took another bite of kidney.

Amazing, really delicious.

Then Little White Dove said with a grin, "Go easy on the kidneys—you single dog, eat too much and you'll be all fired up with nowhere to put it."

"Get out of here—you've got a girlfriend and I don't see you solving anything either," Jiang Muye cursed with a laugh.

"Screw you, I'm working hard on it now. Soon I'll hit a home run," Little White Dove said, and took a bite of lamb.

Jiang Muye was eating when his phone suddenly chimed with a notification.

He picked it up and saw it was a WeChat alert from Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli: Are you free to come down for a moment?

Leng Ruoli was looking for him now?

Jiang Muye replied: Sure, what's up?

Leng Ruoli: I'm waiting below. You'll find out in a bit.

So mysterious.

Full of doubt, Jiang Muye took a sip of beer and said to his brothers, "I'm going out for a bit."

"Where are you going this late?" Kai looked at Jiang Muye.

Little White Dove winked and grinned. "Definitely a beauty looking for him."

"Lights-out is soon, the auntie's going to close the dorm. Heh heh, don't tell me you won't be coming back," Old He chimed in with a chuckle.

"Looking for a beating?" Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow and waved his fist.

"Alright, hurry up! Don't keep the beauty waiting!" Little White Dove urged with a laugh.

Jiang Muye subconsciously headed downstairs.

He immediately saw an especially conspicuous figure waiting there.

In her hands she held a super big, super thick quilt and pillow. The quilt and pillow seemed to weigh more than she did—she stood there struggling, her head almost invisible.

Jiang Muye burst out laughing.

He immediately stepped forward and took the pillow from her hands. "What's going on? What are you doing with this?"