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

Meng Wanyu slammed down the fruit plate in her hand.

She was a little unhappy.

"I'm telling you, you're not so desperate that you'd want even that person?"

"What are you thinking about..."

Lu Chengzhou ruffled her hair.

“I swear, there is absolutely no possibility between me and Su Qiaoman.”

Meng Wanyu scrutinized his expression, considering the credibility of his words.

The final conclusion is that he was probably quite sincere.

Only then did I feel relieved.

Thus, the topic was able to continue.

"Su Qiaoman is quite lucky; wherever she goes, people help her."

“I’ve always felt that if a person abandons their emotions, they would be a huge threat.”

"I never imagined that what I thought back then would actually become a reality."

As Meng Wanyu spoke, her eyes revealed undisguised admiration and a desire to conquer.

It sounds a bit perverse, but she genuinely craved an opponent like that.

If Su Qiaoman were to stand at the same level as her, it would be hard to say who would emerge victorious.

Looking at her dangerous expression, Lu Chengzhou could roughly guess how dangerous her thoughts were.

"You're not planning to bet on her, are you?"

"why not?"

Sure enough, Meng Wanyu became interested in cultivating a rival.

“I used to grow a deep red berry.”

"Start with a seed, carefully nurture it, water and fertilize it, then wait for it to flower and bear fruit, pick the fruit, crush them one by one, and make jam..."

"Jam made from fruit grown by hand tastes even better."

As she told the story about the jam, she crushed the grapes in her hand.

*Pfft*

Juice overflows.

Her delicate, fair fingers were tinged with pink by the purplish-red fruit peel.

She placed the crushed grape on the tip of her tongue and swallowed it.

"Teacher Lu, this kind of thing is familiar to you, isn't it?"

Her deep eyes were fixed on Lu Chengzhou.

"From the very beginning, you didn't intend to treat Lin Chen as a friend, but rather as a seed."

It must be said that they are indeed similar people.

Even in their penchant for the wicked, they share the same sense of humor.

"Staying tonight?"

Meng Wanyu gave him a flirtatious wink.

"The Shiranui dress I ordered has arrived."

"I have no interest in Shiranui..."

Lu Chengzhou poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

When he talked about Shiranui, the image of his junior schoolgirl unexpectedly appeared in his mind.

If a junior high school student were to cosplay this character, it would definitely be...

No, how could he think of such a shameless thing?

Before me stands Meng Wanyu, that devil.

If she discovers my dangerous thoughts, she will definitely shoot.

"Is it because you think I'm too young?"

"Not really."

"You just think I'm too young."

"..."

Meng Wanyu lowered her head and examined her figure, which was wrapped in a long dress.

It's not small either.

Recently, it has even grown a little more!

Just as Meng Wanyu decided to use this to make things difficult for him, the door was pushed open.

Sister Meng rushed in, carrying a pile of documents.

"Hurry up and process these documents; our partners are waiting for them."

It's hard to say she didn't do it on purpose.

However, Lu Chengzhou still gave her a grateful look.

"Yes, business is more important, let's get down to business first!"

405. Hundreds of ways to refuse the two sisters

The business has begun, but why are neither of these two leaving?

Lu Chengzhou sat at his desk, his heart pounding with fear, trying to prolong his work hours as much as possible.

Sitting directly opposite were Meng Wanyu and her sister.

One is making tea, and the other is making coffee.

They seemed to be living in harmony.

But, in truth, Lu Chengzhou knew very well...

Beneath this calm surface often lurks a powerful undercurrent.

The two of them, who have just returned to Yicheng, must be thinking about how absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Even a man like Lu Chengzhou, who has a system, is afraid.

No, I have to think of a way to get them to spare my life.

"Hey you two, is there anything you'd like to eat for a late-night snack? I'll make some!"

Lu Chengzhou is taking the initiative to show goodwill...

Meng Wanyu licked the milk that had splashed on her fingers and deliberately gave him a suggestive look: "I'd like some hot milk, do you have any?"

Her sister looked at her in shock.

Then, quickly lower your head and pretend nothing happened.

Lu Chengzhou clearly understood what a terrible thing that hot milk was.

But he could only pretend not to understand.

"Oh, then I'll make you milk pudding?"

Meng Wanyu wagged her finger and said, "Milk pudding? No way, eating dessert for a late-night snack will make you fat. Let's have something less sweet instead."

Lu Chengzhou: "..."

Don't imply anything to me.

It's implying to me that there will be no result.

Sister Meng's face was burning.

She was both excited and somewhat resistant to what might happen next.

She had already experienced such an absurd thing once, and she didn't want to continue indulging in it.

Reason told her that she should either strike now or leave immediately.

However, her feelings told her to keep quiet; silence is golden.

Lu Chengzhou and Meng Wanyu competed openly and secretly several times, but in the end, no one could be determined to win.

After finishing his business, Lu Chengzhou immediately went to the kitchen to take refuge.

However, the door lock was strangely broken.

It can't be opened from there!

Lu Chengzhou immediately turned his suspicious gaze to Meng Wanyu.

Surely not?

Do you always resort to locking the door?

Meng Wanyu stood up and walked towards him.

In his hand, he held a tie that he had taken out of his closet.

Lu Chengzhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I mean, is it really that bad?"

Meng Wanyu: "What's there to be nervous about? Is my dear Teacher Lu perhaps feeling weak?"

Lu Chengzhou looked around but couldn't find any weapons to defend himself, so he could only move to the side again.

"I mean, you must be tired from your journey, so for now..."

"The best way to deal with fatigue is to face it head-on!"

Meng Wanyu grabbed his wrist and promptly tied it up.