100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 770 Su Muzhe

"Brother-in-law?"

"Ah."

He didn't talk much, and his demeanor was more serious and composed than Mingjiaye's. If one had to describe him in more detail, it would be that you could tell at a glance that he was someone within the system.

Extremely noble and precious, holding the power of life and death in their hands, making them someone people dare not easily provoke.

Men at this age are often polarized: some have failed to achieve anything, their youthful ambitions dashed, and they look dejected, while others are in their prime, with a bright future ahead.

Coincidentally, Zhou Yatang was the latter.

He sat upright with his back straight, and his every move exuded an indescribable air of nobility.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him.

Tsk... This man is like wine.

Like wine aged in oak barrels.

If it were a month earlier, this corridor would have been entwined with wisteria blossoms, and a gentle breeze would have carried a faint fragrance of flowers—it must have been incredibly beautiful. Unfortunately, at this time of year, all we can see are the vines and branches.

However, the moonlight falling on the lake surface, creating ripples, had its own unique charm.

"How did you come?"

"Inspection." This was a routine part of the program in previous years, but he wouldn't come to the school in person. In the end, it was still because of her presence.

"Oh."

After not seeing him for a long time, it turned out that the marriage line on this person's body had broken.

To be able to leave a high position so easily requires considerable courage. The most troublesome thing about human society is interpersonal relationships; one must be cautious in doing things and consider all the consequences. Truly carefree people are few and far between.

"Why are you here alone?"

"Come out and have some peace and quiet."

She hadn't figured out what she wanted to do yet, and irritably picked at her phone case. Being a person was too hard; she missed the days when she was waited on hand and foot.

"Anything on your mind?"

"Ah."

"Is it about your studies?"

"No, I want everyone to be afraid of me and not dare to mess with me." She lay on the stone table and looked up at the moon.

Looking at her fair and delicate face and her furrowed brows, Zhou Yatang couldn't help but smile. He just thought she was very cute like this.

There's a naive feeling, like a young person experiencing sorrow for the first time. "Do you want to rely solely on yourself?"

He asked the question earnestly, without any contempt or condescension that would embarrass anyone.

"You can rely on others too."

She's not stupid. It's so difficult to go it alone in this society. Human technology advances generation after generation, isn't it all about later generations standing on the shoulders of their predecessors?

If she could easily reach the top, she wouldn't need to struggle!

After all, what she pursues is fundamentally different from what the masses of people pursue.

Zhou Yatang chuckled softly.

This little girl is quite insightful; he thought children her age wouldn't stoop to relying on others.

Of course, everyone has their own way of living, and there is no good or bad, superior or inferior.

It's just a personal choice.

"Perhaps, I am a good choice." His low, husky voice sounded somewhat too blunt in the bright moonlight.

"you?"

"Ah."

"Uncle, I don't need money."

She curled her lips into a smile, glancing at him with a blatant teasing in her eyes.

This perfectly normal sentence inexplicably took on a somewhat ambiguous and flirtatious tone, as if to say, "Uncle, I'm not going to be your mistress."

The evening breeze should have been cool.

But at this moment, there was an indescribable heat.

“A large tomb has been unearthed in the eastern suburbs. I can get you a spot. In the capital, you can tell anyone that I am your backer.”