Can You Give Yingying the Life She Desires

Xu Mu parked his electric scooter to the side and gave a slight nod. "Then you must be quite wealthy."

"Brother Zhang's family runs a business, of course he's wealthy."

"Listen, man, you're really not good enough for Zhao Yingying. You should break up sooner rather than later."

"You don't even have a car, let alone afford a house. You'll only hold her back."

...

The people following behind Zhang Cheng chattered away.

"Why should I buy a house? Isn't that something for a married couple to work towards together?"

Xu Mu suddenly looked at the group.

"That's right, these matters are none of your concern. After graduation, Brother Mu and I will rent a place and build our lives together!"

Zhao Yingying addressed the crowd before her.

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng wanted Zhao Yingying even more. What a wonderful woman.

He knew very well that Zhao Yingying wasn't lying.

He had specifically looked into it; Zhao Yingying took on part-time jobs whenever she had time.

He had even gone with his buddies to the places she worked to check—it was all true.

"Zhang Cheng, you were the one who asked me to bring my boyfriend. Since you're not welcoming us, we'll leave now."

Zhao Yingying grabbed Xu Mu's hand, ready to go.

"Yingying, don't go. Our counselor and the other classmates are already inside waiting for you."

Zhang Cheng quickened his pace, blocking Zhao Yingying and Xu Mu.

He had already bribed the counselor and Zhao Yingying's best friend to ensure he could get Zhao Yingying.

Then he planned to strike while the iron was hot and, hopefully during this summer break, take their relationship to a deeper level.

"Let's go. Since we're here, we might as well eat."

As Xu Mu spoke, he didn't forget to look at Zhang Cheng. "Are you treating, or is it Dutch treat this time?"

"Of course I'm treating. How much could one meal cost?"

Zhang Cheng said with a proud expression. "If it weren't for me, someone of your status would never get to set foot in here in your entire life, right?"

"You'd be wrong about that. I used to come here often before."

Xu Mu said nonchalantly.

"Keep bragging, kid! 'Come here often'? Do you think we're idiots?"

Zhang Cheng sneered, curling his lip.

The others around him also nodded in agreement. This was a five-star hotel under the Xu Group.

Both the accommodations and the restaurants were high-end consumption.

Of course, the average person's savings could technically get them in, but most people wouldn't be willing to spend it.

"Why would I lie to you? I used to work here as a security guard."

Xu Mu said, looking at Zhang Cheng.

Hearing this, Zhao Yingying immediately covered her mouth and laughed.

[Favorability +10]

She didn't expect Brother Mu to be quite humorous.

As for Zhang Cheng and the others, they all couldn't help but chuckle too.

"Man, you're something else!"

Zhang Cheng gave Xu Mu a thumbs-up. A mere security guard wants to compete with me? Dream on.

The group now arrived at the hotel's main entrance.

The security guard standing at the door saw Xu Mu and immediately jogged over.

Before he could speak, Xu Mu took the lead. "Thank you for your hard work, brother. Brother Xu here has some free time and just came for a meal."

It's worth noting that the security guards here were different from your average gatekeeper.

Besides meeting basic image requirements, their education level had to be at least a college diploma or above.

They immediately understood Xu Mu's meaning.

One of the tall, well-built security guards said respectfully, "Welcome, Brother Xu, to come often."

"You're too kind."

Xu Mu waved his hand and went inside with the others.

A man with a crew cut next to him asked curiously, "Judging by your demeanor, were you like a head security guard or something?"

"Worked there a long time. He was one I trained."

Xu Mu casually made up a reason.

...

The group took the elevator to the eighth floor.

Upon arriving, Xu Mu casually swept his perception around.

He found three large private rooms, each with two large tables.

Led by Zhang Cheng, Xu Mu and the others entered one of the rooms.

As soon as they entered, a man in a suit with glasses and a crew cut stood up with a smile.

He was around the same age as Xu Mu, probably the type who became a university counselor just a few years after graduation.

"Yingying, you're here."

Han Tao smiled at Zhao Yingying.

"Teacher Han!"

Zhao Yingying greeted him with a smile.

"Yingying, come sit, we've been waiting for you."

A short-haired woman in casual clothes stepped forward, linked arms with Zhao Yingying, and pulled her to sit at the counselor's table.

Her looks were above average. Though not as striking as Zhao Yingying, among those present, she could be considered pretty.

Zhao Yingying, however, held onto Xu Mu's hand and sat down with him.

Zhang Cheng and his buddies also took their seats at the table.

"Brother Mu, this is our counselor, Han Tao."

Zhao Yingying introduced softly, then pointed to the short-haired woman beside her. "This is my good friend, Cao Ting."

"Hello everyone, I'm Xu Mu, Yingying's boyfriend."

Xu Mu looked at them with a smile.

Hearing this, a faint blush appeared on Zhao Yingying's face.

[Favorability +15]

Cao Ting sized up Xu Mu. She had to admit, the guy was handsome.

But since she had accepted benefits from someone else, she had to follow through.

"Brother Xu, judging by your age, you must be several years older than our Yingying, right?" Cao Ting asked with a smile.

"That's right, I've already graduated."

Xu Mu nodded gently.

"Did you also graduate from our Jiang University? I remember Yingying's grades back then could have gotten her into better schools. Jiang U offered all sorts of benefits to keep her."

Cao Ting asked curiously.

"I didn't go to Jiang U. However, back then, many schools wanted me too. I received acceptance letters from every university I applied to on my college entrance exam form."

Xu Mu said with a calm expression.

Hearing this, the people present inwardly sighed. They didn't expect he was actually a top student.

He is also handsome, no wonder Zhao Yingying liked him.

Cao Ting had originally wanted to dismiss him based on his educational background, but it seemed that wouldn't work.

Han Tao now picked up his cup and took a small sip of water. "So which school did you graduate from?"

Xu Mu replied, "Jiang City Vocational Technical School."

"Pfft!"

The water in Han Tao's mouth sprayed out.

Everyone around who heard this burst into laughter, including those at the neighboring table.

So it was a vocational school. No wonder they said the school was after him.

"Man, you're truly something!"

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but snicker. He had just been wondering how someone who studied so well could end up as a security guard.

Cao Ting's face now turned cold. "Yingying, what's going on with you? Dating someone like this? Your values and understanding aren't even on the same level."

Han Tao looked at Xu Mu and continued asking, "May I ask where you are employed?"

"He used to be a security guard at this very hotel!"

Zhang Cheng answered quickly with a laugh.

Hearing this, the people present started to discuss among themselves again.

A woman like Zhao Yingying, with good grades and good looks.

Had found a boyfriend who graduated from a vocational school and worked as a security guard.

Almost everyone felt it wasn't worth it.

Now Cao Ting's expression turned severe. Even if she hadn't taken the money, she would have wanted to stop this.

A good girl like Zhao Yingying was clearly being deceived by this man's smooth talk.

"Brother Xu, don't blame me for speaking bluntly, but you will hold Yingying back. If you truly like her, you should let her go."

Cao Ting said, looking at Xu Mu. "No degree, no money. What kind of life can you possibly provide for Yingying in the future?"

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng smiled with a curl of his lip and placed his Xiaomi car keys on the table.

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