Chapter 162: Friendship Isn't Something You Just Give Up!

Su Muzhi ran out, and Jiang Linyuan followed.

He glanced around, but didn't see her anywhere.

"Where's Xiao Su?"

Jiang Linyuan asked Yu Songsong and Jiang Zhiyao.

Jiang Zhiyao didn't want to deal with him and just showed him the back of her head.

What were the two of them even doing in that room! All that "I like you" nonsense!

Her heart felt sour.

Yu Songsong pointed outside:

"She went out. Said she was leaving soon."

Jiang Linyuan stepped outside to find her.

Right then, Yu Songsong grabbed his arm, pursed her lips, and asked:

"Senior, I don't mind."

"Don't mind what?"

Jiang Linyuan asked.

"I don't mind you having other people you like."

Yu Songsong said.

Yeah, right. "Don't mind" — you mean "don't care about competing with the dead," don't you?

Jiang Linyuan patted her hand:

"We'll talk when I get back."

Hearing that, Yu Songsong froze for a second, then smiled and nodded, adding:

"Senior, look — I don't mind you liking other people, but Su Muzhi seems really bothered by it. Doesn't that mean I like you more?"

Saying she didn't mind, and she was already sneaking in a dig?

Jiang Linyuan didn't bother responding and headed out the door.

Nice logic. I'll have to use that one sometime.

"I don't mind you having a husband, but your husband minds me — clearly, I love you more than he does!"

Walking out of the house, the car was still there.

In the yard, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang were lying back on their lounge chairs, feigning sleep.

That Su girl had only been inside for a short while — why had she stormed out all huffy?

Better not to ask, better not to say.

Jiang Linyuan walked over to the car and knocked on the window.

The rear window rolled down, revealing Su Muzhi's expressionless face:

"What are you doing? Standing that close to the car — trying to get yourself run over?"

"I'm just asking why you're leaving so soon. You've only been at my place for a little while, haven't you?"

Jiang Linyuan grinned.

"Didn't you want me gone? Do I have to wait for you to spell it out before I leave?"

Su Muzhi smirked, but the smile was faint.

She was clearly still pissed about that comment he'd made to provoke her.

"If I told you to leave, Xiao Su, would you actually go? Are you really that obedient to me?"

Jiang Linyuan leaned on the window frame, sticking his head inside, still smiling.

"Classmate Jiang, you know that if the window rolls up fast enough, it can slice a person's head clean off, right?"

"Oh, come on — that would have to be insanely fast. And human neck bones aren't that fragile, are they?"

"Want to test it out?"

Su Muzhi said with a smile, as the window slowly rose and pressed against Jiang Linyuan's neck.

"Are you going to pull your head back or not?"

She asked.

"If I pull it back, you're leaving, aren't you?"

Jiang Linyuan said.

If he backed off, Xiao Su would definitely take off.

She'd go home, stew on it, brew up something big, and then come back to snatch him up as her new toy.

People's hearts are like a fresh dump — warm when they first come out, but leave them out too long, and they go cold and hard.

Hold them in your mouth, and they're too warm and wet, you're afraid they'll melt. You have to cup them in your palms to keep them warm forever.

That's about hearts, by the way.

"Hehe, so you do get it?"

Su Muzhi lowered the window again, poked her head out slightly, propped her cheek on her right hand, and smiled, revealing her pearly white teeth, her gaze locked on Jiang Linyuan's eyes:

"But if I want to leave, how are you going to stop me?"

"Why would I stop you? I'll just go with you, won't I?"

Jiang Linyuan didn't look away.

The car door opened with a gentle pull.

"Hehehe..."

Watching Jiang Linyuan sit down beside her, Su Muzhi couldn't help but laugh. She shot back:

"Aren't you supposed to go see Shen Wanyu tomorrow? If you get in my car, do you really think you'll still be able to go?"

"Didn't you say you were going to Yanjing too?"

Jiang Linyuan countered.

Su Muzhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly leaned in. She poked at the space between his brows with her index finger, a smug grin curling at the corners of her mouth as she narrowed her eyes, brimming with triumph:

"You actually believed what I said?"

"So you're not going, then?"

"Of course I'm going! We're going right now!"

Now that you're sitting right next to me, how could I pass up the chance to go flaunt it?

"Auntie Yun, let's go. To Yanjing."

Su Muzhi adjusted her seat and gave the order.

The sedan drove off.

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang watched the car fade into the distance, exchanging glances.

"Did he just get kidnapped?"

Mother Jiang asked.

"Doesn't look like it. He got in the car voluntarily."

Father Jiang said.

They were silent for a moment, then Mother Jiang slowly spoke:

"That girl just now... her family isn't simple."

"Yeah."

Father Jiang nodded.

Which made it even more necessary to cut ties.

"What do you mean 'yeah'? Your son's gone and done this, and you're not going to straighten him out?!"

Mother Jiang said, frustrated.

Father Jiang replied:

"Simple. If he weren't my son, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

Oh, what kind of crooked logic is that!?

Mother Jiang was fuming, but she knew what Father Jiang meant. That eldest of theirs had a mind of his own — what they said wouldn't get through to him anyway!

Fine, fine. Out of sight, out of mind.

...

On the other side, Jiang Linyuan, now in the car, sent a message home to let them know he was safe, then turned to look at Su Muzhi beside him.

"Done texting?"

She glanced over, smiling as she asked.

"Actually, I was just contacting the Department Head."

Jiang Linyuan lied.

"Want me to call her right now and confirm?"

Su Muzhi waved her phone, casually dialing the number.

Gah, Xiao Su, that's not how this works!

Jealousy isn't supposed to go down like this! You're supposed to cry and cling, demand to see my phone, then blink your teary eyes and say how wronged you feel.

Then, late at night, you burrow into the blankets, sinking into a warm nest of love and desire. And afterward, not quite meeting my eyes, you'd say:

"Don't contact her anymore."

But no — she just straight-up called!

The call went through. Su Muzhi put it on speaker.

No one spoke. After three or four seconds of silence on both ends, Shen Wanyu hung up.

Su Muzhi's face immediately darkened. Then she turned to Jiang Linyuan with a saccharine sweet smile:

"You call her."

Jiang Linyuan dialed.

The call was picked up.

"Su Muzhi is with you. She made you call, didn't she?"

Shen Wanyu asked right away.

"Yeah, yeah. Department Head, I've been kidnapped by Xiao Su. She's demanding a ransom from you. Here, kidnapper, say a few words to the Department Head?"

Jiang Linyuan nodded and handed the phone to Su Muzhi.

"Hehe, if I were a real kidnapper, you wouldn't have the strength to talk right now."

Su Muzhi said lightly, then spoke into the phone to Shen Wanyu:

"What was that about, hanging up on me?"

"What was that about, calling me and saying nothing?"

Shen Wanyu shot back.

"Hehe, can't you take the initiative to greet someone?"

"I'm not the one who called you."

"Then why did you speak first this time?"

"Because the one calling wasn't you."

The smile on Su Muzhi's face grew even wider:

"But I made him call. Classmate Jiang is sitting right next to me now, you know."

"You know, apes actually have pretty high intelligence. But there are always arrogant humans who think they're stupid, who think they're amusing the ape — when really, the ape is amusing itself with them."

Shen Wanyu's voice was flat:

"So you're the one getting played by the ape, and you're still preening about it?"

"Hehe, I hope you can still talk so tough tomorrow when you can't see him."

Su Muzhi leaned back in the car seat, relaxed and smiling:

"I'm taking him to Yanjing. But I'm not going to let him see you. Hehe, don't you think that's interesting?"

"Boring person."

Shen Wanyu hung up.

This time, Su Muzhi didn't seem fazed by the hang-up. She looked at Jiang Linyuan with a grin:

"Hehe, I just love seeing someone like her — someone who doesn't care about anything — finally care about a person, about something, but be completely helpless, completely unable to do a thing about it."

So she's a Homewrecker grandmaster. Xiao Su, I really misjudged you.

Trying to corrupt me, Xiao Su? I won't give in!

You think just because we kissed, you've destroyed our friendship? Even if we kissed a hundred times, a thousand times — we're still friends!

Friendship isn't something so fragile!