Chapter 663: Rebinding the System 2

**Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong**

**Boss Cutie**

Even Father Leng was gritting his teeth. "I originally arranged to send her abroad, but I never imagined she would go so far as to try to kill. I'm sorry—it's all because of me that I indulged her and let her become this way."

"Father-in-Law, this has nothing to do with you. It's obviously all Ye Shuhua's fault. I will absolutely not let this go," Jiang Muye said, his eyes growing cold.

Because of Ye Shuhua, he had nearly been taken out. If not for the System, he probably would've been separated from Leng Ruoli by life and death.

He probably wouldn't even have gotten to see his two unborn children.

With that thought, Jiang Muye hated Ye Shuhua to death.

Ye Shuhua's time of death had arrived.

A life for a life.

He was going to kill Ye Shuhua, no matter what.

Although Jiang Muye had woken up and even had a new System, his wounds still needed time to heal.

To fool the doctors, Jiang Muye had the System heal his wounds as quickly as possible—but not too quickly.

After all, his sudden awakening was already a baffling matter.

If he went any further against science, what if they dragged him off for research?

Fortunately, the healing potion reduced quite a bit of Jiang Muye's pain. He didn't have to endure the same suffering as an ordinary person, which made him feel a little better.

Jiang Muye rested in bed.

Naturally, Leng Ruoli took care of him.

Jiang Muye felt a bit embarrassed. "You're a pregnant woman now, and you're still looking after me. Just hire a Caregiver."

"If I do it myself, I feel more at ease. After all, I'm your Darling. If some other Caregiver came to look after you, I definitely wouldn't feel safe leaving you to them." Leng Ruoli smiled at Jiang Muye.

Seeing his thoughtful wife, the stone hanging over Jiang Muye's heart was set down.

He suddenly felt that having a wife by his side was quite nice. Especially after surviving such a disaster, it made him feel both lucky and happy.

"How about I peel you some apples and dragon fruit? Eat more fruit, get some vitamins in. Whatever you want to eat later, just tell me and I'll have someone make it." Leng Ruoli's eyes were very gentle.

"Haha, anything's fine with me. You arrange it however you see fit." Jiang Muye wasn't a picky eater to begin with; as long as there was food, he was fine.

"Okay." Leng Ruoli nodded.

While Leng Ruoli went to peel apples for Jiang Muye, he worried, "Darling, be careful. Whatever you do, don't cut your hand."

Leng Ruoli burst out laughing. She said to Jiang Muye, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile. Peeling an apple and cutting my hand?"

She pouted her lips slightly and told Jiang Muye, "You just take good care of your own body. Don't make me worry, that's all."

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Jiang Muye said happily.

Just as he and his Darling were being all lovey-dovey, he discovered his parents had come charging in from outside in a panic.

Father Jiang asked anxiously, "Son, are you feeling any better?"

Mother Jiang cupped Jiang Muye's little face. "You've gotten so thin! We need to build you up properly. Ah, how did you suddenly get appendicitis? We should've been woken up last night."

"Appendicitis?" Jiang Muye was a bit confused.

Then he saw Leng Ruoli winking at him.

Jiang Muye immediately understood something.

It was probably because Leng Ruoli was afraid his parents would worry—after all, he'd been stabbed and nearly died.

Old folks didn't have the best hearts to begin with. A shock like that wouldn't be good.

Right now they were this anxious over appendicitis. If they knew about last night's harrowing events, who knew how they'd react.

Jiang Muye felt his wife had handled this quite properly.

"Right, it was just having my appendix out. What's the big deal? A few days in bed and I can leave the hospital." Jiang Muye smiled at Mother Jiang, trying hard to keep her from worrying so much. "Don't be scared. Your son's doing fine."

"You have to recover properly. Taking out an appendix might not be a big deal, but you've had a weak constitution since you were little. If it leaves any lingering problems, that won't do!" Mother Jiang scolded him seriously. "I'll build you up properly in a bit."

Jiang Muye had assumed that when Mother Jiang said she'd build him up, she meant stewing a few things.

Who would've thought his mother would buy so many supplements—big bags and small bags, along with plenty of nutritional products. Watching the gift bags all laid out in front of him, Jiang Muye was completely astonished.

"Mom, you bought way too much. Can I even finish all these supplements?"

"Son, when you need to build yourself up, you build yourself up. It's not like the old days when money was tight. Celebrities are constantly taking all kinds of nutritional products, downing a dozen or more kinds of medicine in a row, which is why they hold up so well in the entertainment industry. We can't lose to them. We've got to train your constitution up!" Mother Jiang said to Jiang Muye seriously.

Jiang Muye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "But this is too much… Mom, I'll just take a thing or two."

"No way. You're weak right now, you have to build yourself up!" Mother Jiang was very insistent.

Even Father Jiang had now joined Mother Jiang's camp.

"Son, you've just been working too hard lately. A man's got to build himself up properly. Since you're in the hospital anyway, take the time to eat well and recuperate. Don't think it's too much. Listen to your mother!"

Jiang Muye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Now his dad had joined forces with his mom too.

Seeing how firm the two of them were, Jiang Muye immediately shot Leng Ruoli a look—a plea for help.

Watching the whole scene, Leng Ruoli burst out laughing.

She found it quite heartwarming.

But if her husband really ate all that, he probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Dad, Mom, he's just recovered, so he can't handle a heavy regimen of supplements all at once. The doctor also said to keep his diet light and not over-supplement. It has to be gradual," Leng Ruoli said gently.

After hearing Leng Ruoli's words, Mother Jiang, who had been so firm, immediately listened to her. "Right, we'll listen to our daughter-in-law. Our daughter-in-law is the thoughtful one."

Jiang Muye gave Leng Ruoli a thumbs up.

As expected of his wife—her words really carried weight.

Leng Ruoli smiled shyly, then finished peeling the apples and handed them to Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye stabbed a piece with a toothpick and ate it with relish.

For other people, being in the hospital might be suffering, but Jiang Muye was truly enjoying himself.

The room had the heater on, and there was an LCD TV to watch.

He'd felt the bed wasn't too comfortable, and what do you know—workers came carrying a bed in from outside.

"What's going on here?" Jiang Muye was astonished.

Leng Ruoli smiled and said, "I arranged it for you. I bought it specially, so you can sleep a little more comfortably. Didn't you say the bed wasn't comfortable? You'll have to stay in the hospital at least a few more days, so this way it'll be much more comfortable."

Jiang Muye had never imagined his wife would be so thoughtful. This made him grin uncontrollably. "Darling, you're the best!"

He wrapped his arms around Leng Ruoli's slender waist and kept nuzzling into her neck.

His wife really smelled wonderful—so nice.

Holding her, he felt extremely comfortable.

Jiang Muye truly felt incredibly happy.

Then Leng Ruoli stroked his face and said, "You call this good? I even had someone bring over the bedsheets, duvet cover, and the whole four-piece set from home, so that while you're staying in the hospital, you can have the feeling of being at home."