Chapter 62: That's Not Clinging, That's Sticking to You

"Nothing," Jiang Muye said. "Anyway, no one liking me is more important than this match. I'm going to play."

Ever since Jiang Muye had formatted his feelings, he had seen through the vanity of the world.

He wouldn't easily fall for a person, wouldn't easily start a relationship. It was better to be carefree on his own, not trapped by love. That was probably the sweet life.

Watching Jiang Muye devote himself solely to the game canyon, paying no attention to the Four Great Campus Belles at all, the three roommates all looked at him like he was an idiot.

Jiang Muye's luck this year was off the charts. After becoming a super heir, the four great beauties had all fallen for him. His conditions were simply off the charts. But as his luck rose, his interest in beauties grew lower and lower.

Sigh, at this rate, Jiang Muye was going to have to become a monk.

At the very least, he'd become a steel straight man, a lifelong single dog.

At this thought, the three roommates sighed and lamented. Encounters with such beauties were something ordinary guys wouldn't even dare dream of, yet they fell to Jiang Muye, and he was completely indifferent.

They couldn't exactly hold a knife to Jiang Muye's throat and force him to get off the market, could they?

Then they watched Jiang Muye playing with such enthusiasm, and one by one they started to crave it themselves.

"Carry me next round."

"Muzi, use your ult! Yeah, yeah, that's the stuff!"

"How about I play Yasuo in a bit? Coach me a little. I don't know why, but my Yasuo is super trash!"

Before long, the other three had all opened up LoL and were having a good time.

The Four Great Campus Belles of the school had long since been tossed to the back of their minds.

The next day in class, Jiang Muye brought a book and headed off to Engineering Mechanics with his beastly roommates.

Of all his classes, this was the most boring one.

The theory was dry as cardboard, and to Jiang Muye, this class was just for scrolling on his phone and sleeping.

After arriving at the multimedia classroom, the System began its reminder. 【Congratulations, Host, on a successful Check-in at the multimedia classroom. Reward: 500,000 RMB, plus improved classroom sleep quality.】

Just how vicious was this System?

Improved classroom sleep? Only the System could think of that!

Jiang Muye: Don't want it.

The System: Then should I leave?

Jiang Muye: Take your time, no need to see you out.

He was a billionaire heir now anyway, with decent conditions himself. Even if he uninstalled the System, he wouldn't be a salted fish.

The System started to whimper: What a heartless Host.

Just as Jiang Muye sat down, two familiar graceful figures suddenly walked in from outside.

One was an Ice Beauty, hair like a waterfall, red lips and snowy skin, a languid air about her that carried an absolutely stunning aura. She wore a cream-colored cardigan with crystal buttons on top, paired with a brown-gray pleated skirt below. Pure and pretty, long slender legs, white boots.

The other was a red颜 calamity, seductive and sexy, with a graceful figure, constantly casting flirtatious glances at Jiang Muye. She wore a hollowed-out Pure Desire sexy bodycon dress, chest and arms exposed, making Jiang Muye feel cold just looking at her. Yet she could still wear so little.

Sure enough, girls wanted style over temperature.

The moment these two appeared, they naturally drew everyone's attention.

"Aren't those the Cold Campus Belle and Campus Belle Mi? They don't seem to be from our department. What are they doing here?"

"Are you stupid? Can't you see Jiang Muye sitting there? Heh heh, they're definitely here for Jiang Muye."

"So we come to class just to eat their dog food? I'm so jealous of Jiang Muye. I heard Campus Belle Jiang confessed to him too. He's captured all Four Great Campus Belles. How is his charm that strong?"

"Who says otherwise? But if I were a girl, I'd like Jiang Muye too. I have to admit, his looks are good, and most importantly he's rich now and can play basketball. What girl wouldn't like that?"

"Sigh, happiness belongs to the handsome guys. Losers like us can only watch goddesses throwing themselves at handsome guys."

Amidst the chatter, Leng Ruoli and Mi Lu both walked up to Jiang Muye.

Mi Lu put her hand on the desk and shot a look at Little White Dove and Kai on either side of Jiang Muye.

Little White Dove and Kai weren't idiots. They definitely understood what that meant.

Now that two Campus Belles had shown up, what were they still doing here getting in the way?

"Uh, I want to study hard today. This back row is too far back, I'll go sit in the front," Little White Dove said with a shiver, picking up his books.

"Me too. The view up front is good. Little White Dove, save me a seat," Kai nodded.

Jiang Muye's gaze fell on Old He beside him. Old He had already felt the lethal power of Mi Lu's stare. He hurriedly stood up and gave a fawning smile. "I'm going to study hard today too."

Then Old He followed and sat in the front row.

The seats on either side of Jiang Muye were now empty.

"Then I'll sit in the front too." Just as Jiang Muye was about to get up, Mi Lu's soft hand caught his.

Mi Lu said with alluring charm, "The front is all full. Where would you sit? Why not sit here with me? The professor can't see you, so you can do whatever you want."

Mi Lu then took the opportunity to sit down on Jiang Muye's right, gazing at him affectionately. "Ruoli and I are both extremely interested in this course."

Jiang Muye asked, "Oh? Then do you know what this class is?"

That stumped Mi Lu on the spot. "This…"

She felt guilty. Her main goal was to attend class with Jiang Muye, and she'd actually forgotten what course it was.

It wasn't her major's course after all, so of course she wouldn't know it that well.

Beside her, Leng Ruoli softly supplied, "Engineering Mechanics."

"Oh oh, right, Engineering Mechanics. I'm a very studious person." Mi Lu perked up and immediately beamed at Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye was helpless. "Senior Mi, do you have to keep pestering me? I'm not interested in you."

"How is this pestering? This is sticking to you. Fine, you've rejected me once, so there are ninety-eight times left." Mi Lu's red lips curved upward meaningfully.

"What ninety-eight times?" Jiang Muye didn't understand.

"Chasing you ninety-eight times." Mi Lu rested her slender hand on her chin and gazed at Jiang Muye with deep affection. "I heard ninety-nine times is really popular right now, so I want to chase you ninety-nine times."

Mi Lu had already made up her mind. For her love, she'd go all out, so she could face herself with a clear conscience and never regret it later.

Of course, if she failed ninety-nine times chasing Jiang Muye, she'd give up.

As for why not a hundred times, it was simply for the sake of her dignity.

Jiang Muye was speechless. I chased Xia Xiran ninety-nine times purely out of love. I wasn't asking you to imitate it, and definitely not to surpass it.

Then Mi Lu looked at Leng Ruoli with a smile. "How many times are you chasing him?"

"Huh?" Leng Ruoli was stunned.

"I'm asking how many times you're chasing Jiang Muye," Mi Lu asked again.