Chapter 462: Formal Meeting With My Mother-in-Law

After Jiang Muye got home, he pushed Leng Ruoli onto the bed. His long legs pressed against the hem of her skirt, and his hands went to work.

He could feel the violent rise and fall of her chest.

Along with it, his palms were filled with a warm, throbbing sensation.

Jiang Muye kissed those crimson lips lightly, deeply and entranced, until the night had grown late and their clothes had gradually loosened, only then did he slowly come to a stop.

—

He had no way of knowing if it was because Leng Ruoli had eaten candy the day before, but the next morning she had a toothache—her wisdom tooth had become inflamed.

Jiang Muye quickly took Leng Ruoli to the dental hospital.

【Congratulations, Host, on your Check-in at the dental hospital. You have obtained 500 Grit Points.】the System reminded.

Leng Ruoli clutched her cheek, looking at Jiang Muye pitifully. "I'm scared of getting my wisdom tooth pulled."

"It won't hurt. They'll use anesthetic. Be good," Jiang Muye soothed Leng Ruoli's emotions.

Leng Ruoli pouted her crimson lips, still looking woeful. "But after the anesthetic wears off, it'll still hurt."

"It's fine. I'm here. It won't hurt." With the System in hand, he had the world.

With the System to rely on, how could Jiang Muye let his own wife suffer?

Leng Ruoli sighed. There was nothing she could do about it—she could only go into the examination room and start the extraction.

Jiang Muye entered the System Shop and exchanged for the Pain-Relief Potion.

It could ease any injury or pain, and even make one feel no pain at all after a second.

It wasn't expensive either—it only cost 200 Grit Points. It was just a pity it was one-use only.

When Leng Ruoli lay down and the doctor was about to administer the anesthetic to the girl, Leng Ruoli got scared. She raised those watery eyes and let out a kitten-like whimper. "Muye…"

When Jiang Muye heard that, how could he withstand it?

His own girlfriend really was a poor little thing—it made his heart melt.

Jiang Muye immediately stepped forward and crouched down, grabbing Leng Ruoli's hand.

Leng Ruoli instinctively rested her head on Jiang Muye's shoulder, her voice shy. "I'm scared."

"Don't be. Aren't I right here? I'll stay until you're done, anyway everyone goes through this kind of thing." Jiang Muye stroked Leng Ruoli's hair. "Look how lucky you are—you're only getting one wisdom tooth pulled now. I had two pulled at once before."

Leng Ruoli's long eyelashes fluttered, and she was amused by Jiang Muye's words. She had been nervous, but her expression clearly relaxed quite a bit.

"Alright then. You can't leave—you have to stay with me."

"Okay, no problem." Actually, Jiang Muye was even more nervous than Leng Ruoli. His heart was pounding.

When the person he liked was uncomfortable, naturally he could feel it as if it were his own.

Leng Ruoli squeezed her eyes shut. When the anesthetic was administered she felt a sour, swollen sensation, but very quickly she felt nothing.

She didn't even feel the discomfort of the anesthetic.

But she was in the middle of getting her wisdom tooth pulled!

Leng Ruoli stared at the dentist, and before long the dentist informed her, "Alright, it's out."

Just a tiny little wisdom tooth, and it had hurt her all morning. Finally it was pulled out by the roots.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Muye asked.

He had used the Pain-Relief Potion, so there shouldn't be any pain.

Leng Ruoli nodded. "It doesn't hurt."

She didn't even feel numb. It was unbelievable.

While Leng Ruoli was marveling inwardly, she noticed Jiang Muye letting out a low laugh.

"Hm? What are you laughing at?" Leng Ruoli asked, puzzled.

"Nothing. Just take some anti-inflammatory medicine when you get back and you'll be fine. It's normal." Jiang Muye raised his hand and stroked Leng Ruoli's hair.

Leng Ruoli immediately picked up her phone and opened the camera. Only then did she realize what Jiang Muye was laughing at.

"So swollen, woo. I'm so ugly right now." Leng Ruoli pouted. Her right cheek had already puffed up.

This was the facial swelling that came easily after a wisdom tooth extraction. By evening it would probably be even more swollen.

"Not at all. It's cute—like a groundhog."

"You're the groundhog." Leng Ruoli reached out and began lightly swatting Jiang Muye's back. Jiang Muye laughed and dodged. "Alright, I won't tease you, okay? Don't be sad. You look adorably cute like this, and after the swelling goes down your face might even get slimmer."

Leng Ruoli glanced at Jiang Muye. "Do you think my face is fat?"

"Not fat. It's already a melon-seed face—where would it even get fat?" Jiang Muye's hands were itching to pinch Leng Ruoli's little face, but when he saw her glare at him, he gave up the idea.

"Alright, put some ice on it now to reduce the swelling. I'll go pay for you." Jiang Muye said with a smile.

"Okay." Leng Ruoli sat down to the side.

Jiang Muye went out to the payment channel to pay. At that moment, he heard the sound of high heels.

"Hm, it's you."

The familiar voice made Jiang Muye, who had just taken out his phone to scan the code, stop what he was doing and turn around.

He saw a woman draped in a white Milan-style coat, pulling the light coffee-colored sunglasses down her nose to reveal a pair of beautiful eyes watching him, and even curling her red lips meaningfully.

"I told you there was fate between us. We meet again."

After hearing Xiang Shan's words, Jiang Muye was speechless.

How had he run into this woman again?

Actually, after Jiang Muye learned of Xiang Shan's feelings for him, he wished he could avoid her. But he had never imagined he'd run into her at a dental hospital too.

"You're following me, aren't you?" Jiang Muye didn't believe there was anything so coincidental in this world—encountering him so casually.

As a result, Xiang Shan began fanning the receipt in her hand and said to Jiang Muye, "I'm not following you. I came here to get my teeth cleaned. I have someone important to meet tonight—my girlfriend's fiancé."

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Muye was surprised. He looked Xiang Shan up and down. "Your… daughter is dating young, and you're not opposed?"

"She's already twenty-one, at the age for marriage. Why would I oppose it?" Xiang Shan paused. "It doesn't count as dating young anymore."

Jiang Muye was even more shocked. "How old are you?"

"Forty-two." Xiang Shan said coolly. "And you?"

"I'm over twenty years younger than you. So, big… sis, you can give up any ideas about me. I'm not interested in you at all, and that age gap is huge." Jiang Muye began trying to persuade Xiang Shan.

Who would have thought that Xiang Shan would walk up to Jiang Muye step by step, lift her head and gaze at him. "Age isn't a problem. On what basis can men find women twenty years younger, but I can't? Compared to men, what am I lacking?"

"A penis." Jiang Muye cut in.

Xiang Shan: "…"

"You like them young? The White Horse Club has plenty of handsome guys. You can absolutely go pick one—there's nothing wrong with that. They love Rich Women like you. They'll definitely satisfy you." Jiang Muye gave Xiang Shan a dry laugh. "I'm not a gigolo, and I don't know how to please people. So stop pestering me."

He really couldn't imagine being liked by a woman twenty years older. No matter how he looked at it, it was unfathomable.

If his Beast Roommates found out, they'd probably start jeering and raise hell.

Fortunately, his fiancée didn't know either. Otherwise she'd probably kick up a fuss.

But Xiang Shan stared at Jiang Muye stubbornly. "They're dirty. You're clean."

Jiang Muye: "…"

Big sis, what if I'm dirty too?

Even though I'm not dirty, I'm the Filth Demon King!