Chapter 171 - 170: If the Cabbage Is Lost, Who Will He Root?

"Not much of what?"

Ning Ruoxi huffed delicately and shot him a glare.

’Come to think of it, this Ye Ling guy really is a bit of a liability,’ she thought. ’After all, young girls are always trying to hit on him...’

If she didn’t trust him so completely, she really might have to find a chain to keep Ye Ling leashed. After all, if their own pig got stolen, that would be a huge loss!

Of course, Ye Ling had no idea that these were the thoughts running through Ning Ruoxi’s head. If he knew she was thinking of him as a pig, he would probably have to discipline this girl on the spot and reassert his husbandly authority!

"Nothing, nothing. From now on, I’ll wear your little hair tie every day, how about that?"

Seeing Ning Ruoxi’s gaze turn to him, Ye Ling spoke with a powerful will to live. He even made a point of pulling up his sleeve to reveal the small hair tie on his wrist.

"That’s more like it."

Ning Ruoxi’s eyes instantly curved into crescents, the picture of pure happiness.

In truth, she trusted Ye Ling a great deal. The only reason she brought it up was that he got hit on so often that she was feeling a little sour.

"I’m off! I’m going to class first. See you later."

Ning Ruoxi waved a small hand at Ye Ling and turned to walk toward the academic building.

However, Ye Ling suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping her.

"What’s wrong?"

Ning Ruoxi turned her head, asking with a hint of confusion.

"Aren’t you forgetting something?"

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm..."

Seeing this, Ning Ruoxi tilted her head and looked at Ye Ling for a moment. Then, she stepped forward, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a light peck on the corner of his lips.

"Don’t forget next time."

Ye Ling nodded in satisfaction and turned to walk toward the academic building.

"He’s like a little kid."

Ning Ruoxi watched Ye Ling’s retreating back and couldn’t help but pout.

The next moment, however, her face blossomed into a smile as sweet as honey.

Ye Ling had two long lectures in the afternoon, which would last until about five o’clock. Ning Ruoxi, on the other hand, had only one class, which ended just after two.

"Stinky, I’m out of class! I’m going to the library for a bit, then I’ll meet you for dinner at the cafeteria~~"

After her class ended, Ning Ruoxi sent Ye Ling a message.

Ye Ling had told her the cafeteria food was pretty good, and they had originally planned to go for lunch today. But because they had overslept from staying up late, they would have to go for dinner instead.

"Okay."

Ye Ling felt his phone vibrate and smiled as he replied.

"Master, can you not smile so creepily?"

Luo Yue, sitting not far from Ye Ling, saw him grinning at his screen and couldn’t help but tease him with a wink and a grimace.

"How am I being creepy?"

Ye Ling put his phone down after replying and glared at the little brat.

"You totally were."

Luo Yue retorted instinctively, but when she saw Ye Ling’s intimidating glare, she immediately stuck out her tongue and pouted. "Fine, you weren’t, you weren’t. Why are you glaring at me?"

"Little girl, who are you trying to look so pitiful for?"

Ye Ling, however, completely ignored her aggrieved expression and looked away.

A joke, right? Luo Yue, the Little Witch, feeling wronged?

He’d sooner believe that pigs could fly.

"Hmph."

Seeing that Ye Ling was ignoring her, Luo Yue snorted softly. The pitiful look on her face vanished, replaced by a fierce glare at the bad guy.

’This rotten master of mine! Sooner or later, I’ll show him what this young lady is made of!’

Ye Ling naturally noticed the girl’s subtle change in expression. The corner of his mouth, on the side of his face turned away from Luo Yue, curled up slightly.

’I have to admit.’

’This little jester is actually pretty interesting.’

Around five o’clock, Ye Ling’s class finally ended. He couldn’t help but stretch his arms. After sitting for half the day, on top of staying up late yesterday, he felt exhausted.

"Brother Ling, you going to the cafeteria to eat?"

He Jian and the other two came over to Ye Ling and asked.

"Yeah."

Ye Ling nodded. "You guys go on ahead. I’ll go by myself in a bit."

"Why? Come with us, your bros,"

Yang Yu blurted out without a second thought.

"Uh... I have to go pick up my wifey. If you really want to come with me, how about a trip to the library first?"

Ye Ling was also taken aback for a second before he replied.

COUGH. COUGH.

Yang Yu, who had just opened his water bottle for a drink, heard this and immediately sprayed a mouthful of water all over the back of He Jian, who was standing in front of him.

"Yang the Fatty, are you asking for a death wish?"

He Jian felt a sudden chill on his back and whipped around, roaring with rage.

"Uh... well..."

The corner of Yang Yu’s mouth twitched. For some reason, he really wanted to laugh right now.

’Forget it.’

’Whatever the reason, I’ll just laugh.’

And with that, Yang Yu threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"You motherf—"

He Jian’s face darkened even further as he lunged forward, ready to fight.

"Don’t move."

Just then, Ye Ling stood up and pulled the two of them apart.

"Brother Ling, I knew you were the best to me."

Yang Yu’s face immediately filled with gratitude. He moved closer, about to hug Ye Ling.

"Stop your blabbering and get out of my way. I have to go pick up my wifey. If you’re going to fight, wait till I’m gone. Don’t block the path."

Ye Ling, however, shoved the guy away with utter disdain, then walked towards the door, leaving Yang Yu staring after him, dumbfounded and aggrieved.

"HAHAHAHAHA! You motherfucker, Fatty Yang, are you trying to be a comedian? ’Brother Ling is the best to you’? Brother Ling has Sister-in-law Ruoxi. You think he’d be interested in a fatty like you?"

He Jian instantly forgot about the water Yang Yu had sprayed all over his back and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"You son of a bitch."

Yang Yu’s face immediately darkened, and his mouth twitched.

Right now, he really, really wanted to string up the guy in front of him and give him a good beating!

And He Jian felt the same way. The moment he remembered that this bastard had just sprayed water all over his back, he couldn’t help but recall the time this guy had forcibly kissed him...

It was too much!

"Quick, quick, start fighting! I’m recording!"

At that moment, Yang Yefeng, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.

And there he was.

He was holding a phone, pointing it at the two of them as if filming a video, a look of pure glee on his face, as if he feared the world wasn’t chaotic enough.

"I think we should beat this bastard up first."

Yang Yu and He Jian exchanged a look, nodded, and each grabbed one of Yang Yefeng’s arms, starting to drag him outside.

"Wait, no, we’re all brothers..."

Yang Yefeng was completely baffled.

’What the hell? Weren’t you two about to fight?’

’How did it turn into them beating him up?’

Ye Ling was, of course, unaware of the commotion these clowns were starting—well, he probably could have guessed, but he couldn’t be bothered to care. Class was over, so of course the first priority was to find his own cabbage!

Thinking about how a senior had hit on Ning Ruoxi the moment he had left her this morning, Ye Ling felt a sense of crisis. He had to hurry and pick her up.

Otherwise, if his cabbage was gone, who would he get to root for?

At this moment.

Our Lord Ye had already voluntarily cast himself in the role of the pig that gets to root for the cabbage. But in truth, he didn’t really mind.

Whether it’s a pig or something else, as long as it gets the cabbage, it’s better than being a single dog!