Why are you all trying to win over me, the male supporting character?

The car window rolled down slightly.

After completing the first round of missions, Meng Wanyu returned.

She looked up and glanced at the floor where Lu Chengzhou was located.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Miss, would you like to go up and take a look?"

"no need."

Meng Wanyu closed the car window again.

There's no rush.

"Besides..."

"The gift I prepared for Teacher Lu is still on its way."

The headlights came on, and soon the car disappeared into the vast night.

119. Let me go, let me go!

Xu Qian's side.

He got out of the car with Su Qiaoman.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings and unfamiliar people, Su Qiaoman's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

It's no exaggeration to say that she never had such a gloomy expression, not even when she was being chased for debts.

This place is getting further and further away from the Lu family.

hateful……

She doesn't like women with exaggerated bust sizes, so why should they have to live in her house!

Right now, all she wants is to live under the same roof as her beloved A-Zhou.

After all, she is in a miserable state right now, and A-Zhou is very likely to feel sorry for her and fall at her feet again!

Such a good opportunity slipped away.

When Xu Qian helped her carry her suitcase, she almost burst into tears.

Xu Qian mistakenly thought it was an act that moved her deeply.

His sense of justice as the head of the disciplinary committee surged forth.

"No need to thank me too much, Su Qiaoman."

"..." Thank you my foot.

"Difficulties are temporary, but you are always welcome to stay at my home."

"..." Let me go, let me go!

"Oh, right, we can go to school together tomorrow!"

"..." I don't want to go to school with women who have exaggerated bust sizes, sob sob sob.

Su Qiaoman's inner turmoil and frustration eventually transformed into a gentle smile.

"Thank you, senior, you're so kind."

no way.

She still had to rely on this senior student to use her in the future to deal with Meng Wanyu.

It seems that the two of them have already formed a friendship.

But,

Women's friendships are like toilet paper; they're only useful when you need to wipe your bottom.

……

On Meng Wanyu's side.

She has returned to the mansion where she lives with her sister.

After getting out of the car at the entrance, she told the driver to drive away.

There was no light in the room.

Meng Wanyu frowned.

She pushed open the door and entered the living room.

I took out my phone and called my sister.

However, my sister's phone was switched off.

So, with a sullen face and a somewhat uneasy heart, Meng Wanyu groped her way into the darkness and headed for the second floor.

She stopped in front of her sister's room.

The door was ajar.

A faint glow from a computer monitor could be seen inside.

Meng Wanyu extended a finger and slightly widened the crack in the door, allowing her to see the situation inside the room more clearly.

My sister was wearing a very short sundress and headphones, and she was playing a game intently in the dark.

There were a few cigarettes scattered in the ashtray next to it.

Strangely, each cigarette seemed to be extinguished as soon as it was lit.

"Sister, what's wrong...?"

"Feeling upset?"

"Or are you thinking of quitting smoking again?"

As Meng Wanyu thought about it, she felt increasingly confused.

Logically speaking, this kind of state should only occur when the older sister encounters setbacks.

For example, being scolded by one's father, or suffering a setback in business.

However, her successor assignment has not yet been issued, and she has not been working in Jingzhou recently. Where did she encounter setbacks?

With bodyguards following her around the clock, she couldn't possibly be bullied by ordinary people.

Meng Wanyu touched her lips and then bit her finger.

A shrewd glint flashed in his eyes.

There must be a reason for anything unusual.

She couldn't alert them; she had to investigate thoroughly.

……

Sister Meng is playing that game that she has neglected for three years.

Under Lu Chengzhou's guidance, she has recently become familiar with the various operations in the game again.

Just in time for an in-game event, she spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy her game character a complete new outfit and a set of expensive equipment.

As we all know, the best equipment in the game can't be bought with money; you have to farm dungeons and rely on luck to get it.

Sister Meng's skills are still as bad as ever.

She could only do some simple dungeons and complete daily tasks. Once Lu Chengzhou logged in, she would ask him to take her to do higher-level dungeons.

When Meng Wanyu called her, she had just teamed up with Lu Chengzhou's game character.

She was utterly startled when she heard her sister's voice.

The laptop slammed shut.

This unusual behavior undoubtedly increased her sister's suspicions about her.

Meng Wanyu put her arm around her shoulder and sat down in the empty seat next to her.

She squinted slightly, observing her sister in the darkness.

Even though she couldn't see it very clearly, she could tell that her sister was panicked at that moment.

This kind of panic has another name: a guilty conscience.

"Sister, what are you feeling guilty about?"

Sister Meng's mood was like a roller coaster ride, instantly sent to the highest point, leaving her completely frozen.

Was she feeling guilty?

no.

She wasn't obviously guilty!

The younger sister leaned closer and sniffed her scent.

"Could they be in a relationship? The whole vibe has changed."

Sister Meng was both amused and exasperated.

She must smell like cigarettes right now, right?

Wait, besides the smell of smoke, there's probably also the smell of Lu Chengzhou's house...

Yes, it tastes like a combination of pear and freesia.

At this moment, Sister Meng suddenly felt fortunate that she hadn't quit smoking so soon.

Otherwise, my sister would have recognized the scent immediately.

At that point, she won't even have a chance to argue.

"Stop fooling around. I just don't want you to see me in this state of indulging in frivolous pursuits," Sister Meng said, gently pushing away her cunning, cat-like younger sister.

Meng Wanyu chuckled.

Then, as if by magic, she pulled a bottle of perfume from a small bag on her back.