Chapter 468: A Nightclub Date

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

"No need. I'm plenty old already," Xiang Shan refused.

"You're only forty-one, how is that old? Besides, Mom, you look as pretty and young as a young girl right now. Come on, just come dance with me. It wasn't easy getting here, so why not dance? We have to embrace new things, we can't stay stuck in our ways."

There was a deep hint hidden in Leng Ruoli's words: "If you don't try anything new, how would you ever know the new things won't work?"

Xiang Shan was still considering it, but Leng Ruoli had already very proactively grabbed her, and the two of them headed for the dance floor.

It was Xiang Shan's first time dancing. When she was young she'd devoted herself to academics and rarely came to hotels. The sultry atmosphere here clearly didn't quite agree with her, so much so that she couldn't blend into it right from the start.

Leng Ruoli, on the other hand, was much livelier than her and even stirred up the mood, getting Xiang Shan to let herself go.

Gradually, under Leng Ruoli's encouragement, Xiang Shan stopped being so tense.

But halfway through, a figure approached them.

"Miss, let me buy you a drink," came a delinquent voice.

Xiang Shan and Leng Ruoli saw a hoodlum with a thuggish air, leering at Leng Ruoli.

Faced with such a pickup, Leng Ruoli was thoroughly disgusted.

"I'm not interested in you." Instinctively, she tried to push the hoodlum away.

But the hoodlum kept pressing toward Leng Ruoli, saying, "Don't play the prude. Just have some fun, at most…" His gaze swept over to Xiang Shan. "How about we play together?"

Xiang Shan's face went livid. Just as she instinctively moved to slap the hoodlum, someone grabbed him from behind, and he was viciously kicked to the ground.

The strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless! Extremely formidable!

"Get lost!" A gloomy young man appeared before Xiang Shan and Leng Ruoli.

It was none other than Jiang Muye!

The hoodlum was scared out of his wits now and fled in a single puff of smoke.

"Why are you here?" Xiang Shan asked Jiang Muye in surprise.

Jiang Muye glanced at Leng Ruoli and said, "I saw you two come in just now, so I came in too."

Although Leng Ruoli had agreed to meet at the nightclub, Jiang Muye hadn't shown himself early so as not to alert the enemy. But seeing someone harass his own wife, how could Jiang Muye possibly keep holding back?

So without another word, Jiang Muye set about saving his wife.

And with that, he was completely exposed.

"Mom," Leng Ruoli smiled at Xiang Shan, praising him endlessly, "Muye is really impressive, isn't he? He's got great skills, he's very protective, and he gives me such a strong sense of security."

That hoodlum earlier had been arranged by Leng Ruoli herself, someone paid to put on an act. She had bodyguards all around her—how could anyone be blind enough to harass her?

And Jiang Muye had no idea she'd hired an actor. Only by staging this scene would his feelings come across as more genuine, and his performance be all the better.

By stepping forward, Jiang Muye could make her mother understand that he was formidable and reliable, that he could protect her when the critical moment came and wouldn't drop the ball—that he was an excellent candidate for a son-in-law.

Xiang Shan looked at Jiang Muye with certainty. "Quite good. He really does give a sense of security."

Hearing this, Leng Ruoli was secretly delighted. It seemed her acting hadn't been for nothing. That was wonderful.

But in the next instant, she saw her mother's eyes growing more and more admiring. "I think he could protect me well. I love him even more now."

Leng Ruoli: "…" That's not right, Mom. That's not how the script goes.

Weren't you supposed to be moved and then entrust your daughter to him?

Just as Leng Ruoli felt the plot's direction seemed a bit off and was turning into a real melodrama, she noticed her mom approvingly give Jiang Muye's arm a squeeze. "You can't even tell—these biceps are quite firm."

Leng Ruoli: "Huh?"

Why did she feel like her mother was copping a feel right now?

After realizing the severity of the situation, Leng Ruoli instantly wedged herself between Jiang Muye and Xiang Shan.

"Mom, um, shall we keep dancing?" Leng Ruoli had to get the plot back on track.

This plot absolutely could not fall apart, or all her and Jiang Muye's Plan B would be wasted!

While Leng Ruoli was scheming away, Xiang Shan looked at Jiang Muye with admiration. "Right, let's go dance."

Jiang Muye coolly shot back, "No. I only dance with Ruoli. I can introduce you to other guys to keep you company."

Xiang Shan glanced at the men on the dance floor and was thoroughly disdainful, especially once she compared them to Jiang Muye—the contrast was glaringly obvious.

"No. I want you to dance with me. If it's not you, then I'd rather not dance at all." Xiang Shan's tone was cool.

Jiang Muye had never imagined Xiang Shan would be this stubborn.

Leng Ruoli was in a tough spot too. If it went on like this, wasn't it just shooting herself in the foot, making her own mother like Jiang Muye even more?

This ran completely counter to Leng Ruoli's original idea.

Jiang Muye thought of a way to bring over the pretty boys he'd arranged earlier. Once Xiang Shan sat down on the sofa, Jiang Muye gave a look.

All those pretty boys crowded in.

"Fang Yu, first time at a nightclub? Let me drink with you."

"Fang Yu, do you like singing karaoke? How about we go sing later?"

"Fang Yu, do you like games? Want to play together? Truth or Dare?"

Xiang Shan looked at the enthusiastic young men around her and was instantly revolted to the extreme.

She swept her gaze over them, and the young men trembled.

What a powerful presence.

One look and you could tell she was a tough nut to crack.

"Playing is fine, but playing comes at a price. If you can't be devoted to me alone, and I find out you're messing around on the outside, I won't let it go easily either." Xiang Shan coldly toyed with her red-painted nails, the threat in her voice thick.

When someone overstepped and tried to rub Xiang Shan's waist, she without another word picked up the glass on the table and splashed the liquor onto his head.

The atmosphere plummeted to rock bottom.

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were completely stunned.

"Get lost!" Xiang Shan spat. After kicking the other party to the ground with her high heel, she grabbed her bag and shot Leng Ruoli a sidelong glare. "Let's go."

Leng Ruoli was a bit torn, looking reluctantly at Jiang Muye.

In the end, Xiang Shan forcibly grabbed Leng Ruoli's hand and led her away. "Young people these days are just terrible. Did they think I'm the kind of woman who's easy? Compared to them, Jiang Muye really is far better."

People always had to be compared. Looking at it this way, who could compare to Jiang Muye?

"Mom, Jiang Muye is great, but he—" Leng Ruoli said awkwardly, "is my boyfriend."

Xiang Shan looked deeply at Leng Ruoli. "Let's compete fairly."

"Huh?" Leng Ruoli couldn't believe her ears.

"You're not married yet. Give him the chance to choose, let him think it over. If anything, he might think I'm more suitable than you. Don't blame Mom for being selfish—everyone has to fight for their own happiness." Xiang Shan said firmly.

"Impossible. My choice is Ruoli, not you." From behind, a hand pulled Leng Ruoli back into his arms.