Chapter 33 I'll give you all my savings

The luxury and romance of the presidential suite at Tianfu Hotel formed a stark contrast to the atmosphere in an ordinary three-bedroom rental apartment on the other side of the city.

It was late at night.

In the living room, only a warm yellow floor lamp was on, its light barely dispelling a small patch of darkness.

Lin Mengmeng sat cross-legged on the soft carpet.

She was wearing cotton pajamas with cartoon patterns and was unconsciously clutching a throw pillow in her hands.

Her little face was scrunched up, full of worry and indignation.

"Lanlan, what do you think is going on with Wanbao?"

Her voice was muffled, carrying clear anxiety.

"It's been two nights already. She hasn't replied to messages, and the phone... I called once before and she didn't answer, and later it was just turned off."

"She has never been like this before!"

Xia Lan was doing her pre-sleep stretches in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room.

She was wearing a tight black sports bra and shorts, which outlined her healthy and powerful physique.

Upon hearing this, she didn't stop her movements, only glancing at Lin Mengmeng through the mirror, her tone much calmer than Lin Mengmeng's.

But it also carried a trace of imperceptible gravity.

"What could be going on? It's probably because she's with that guy named Zhang Han."

"But... this is too exaggerated!"

Lin Mengmeng threw the throw pillow aside, somewhat agitated.

"They've only known each other for a few days! Just two or three days! And she's not even coming home or replying to messages?"

"Wanbao... could she be love-struck and getting scammed?"

The more she said it, the more she felt it was possible, her tone laced with a bit of frustration that Wanbao wasn't living up to expectations.

"You know what Wanbao is like. She looks soft, but she's actually very stubborn. And because of that mess with her family, she's really starved for love. If someone treats her just a little bit well, she'll give them her heart and soul."

"That Zhang Han, who knows if he's human or a demon?"

"Just because he drives a luxury car, does that mean he's a real billionaire? What if it's rented? What if he's specifically out to scam innocent young girls like her?"

Lin Mengmeng was a teacher at a top-tier international kindergarten in the city center.

In her daily life, she came into contact with the rich and powerful, and had seen too many wealthy people who were glamorous on the surface but filthy on the inside.

Especially those married parents who still went out to flirt around... It caused her trust in so-called "wealthy men" to drop to freezing point.

She felt heartache for Su Xiaowan from the bottom of her heart.

She was terrified that this good sister of hers, who had struggled in the mud for too long and had just seen a glimmer of light, would plunge headlong into another, more magnificent trap.

"Getting scammed out of sex is one thing, but I'm afraid she'll lose both her money and the person! Wanbao doesn't have much money to begin with, I hope she doesn't end up with a mountain of debt..."

Lin Mengmeng added worriedly, her imagination already drifting to the plots of certain social news stories.

Xia Lan finished a set of stretches, picked up a towel, and wiped the thin sweat from her neck.

She walked over to the sofa, sat down, and took a sip from her water cup.

Her thinking was clearly more direct and realistic.

"Mengmeng, don't scare yourself first."

Xia Lan put down the water cup and analyzed it rationally.

"Wanbao is an adult, she has judgment... It's useless for us to just guess here."

"The key is, has she actually received any real benefits from that Zhang Han?"

She leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice.

"I mean, the kind involving real money, or expensive gifts? Houses, cars, or something like that?"

"If he's just taking her out for a few good meals or staying in a luxury hotel for a few days, how much does that cost? Even if that shop is already... well, there might be some tricks we don't understand..."

"In short, for a truly wealthy person, this is just a drop in the bucket."

"But if he's willing to spend big money on Wanbao, or even let Wanbao move into his home!"

"That at least shows he's serious in the short term, and Wanbao wouldn't be losing out too much."

A flicker of curiosity and a trace of imperceptible utilitarianism flashed in Xia Lan's eyes.

She wasn't hoping for Su Xiaowan to fail, it's just that after mixing in this realistic society for so long, she believed more in things she could see and touch.

Emotions are too abstract; the benefits you hold in your hands are the only things that are real.

She couldn't wait to see Su Xiaowan and "interrogate" her properly.

While satisfying her desire for gossip, she also had to help her sister vet him.

See if this "investment" is actually worth it.

Is that Zhang Han truly a super-rich tycoon, or just a PUA master who only knows how to paint big pictures?

Besides, she was really curious about that Zhang Han; she really wanted to meet him!

"Lanlan! How can you think like that!"

Lin Mengmeng glared at Xia Lan with some dissatisfaction.

"How can feelings be measured by money!"

"Oh, my silly Mengmeng."

Xia Lan sighed.

"It's precisely because we are good friends that we need to be more realistic in helping her vet him."

"Otherwise, when she truly gets hurt, it'll be too late to cry. Anyway, when Wanbao comes back, we must interrogate her!"

The two best friends: one worried emotionally about her falling into an emotional scam, the other calculating gains and losses rationally, but both starting from a place of care for Su Xiaowan.

The worry and speculation inside the rental apartment permeated the night.

And the center of their topic was, at this moment, lying on the big bed in the presidential suite, nestled in the arms of the man they were arguing about, sleeping soundly, completely unaware of all this.

Meanwhile, in a small county town hundreds of kilometers away from the city.

The night was deep, and all was silent.

Only a few scattered dog barks occasionally broke the silence.

Lin Yuxin had just finished helping to handle the final trivial matters of her best friend's funeral back home, and returned to the guesthouse room where she was temporarily staying, exhausted physically and mentally.

The simple room was filled with a faint dampness.

After a simple wash, she lay in bed, but had no sleepiness at all.

The immense feeling of exhaustion was replaced by an even stronger sense of longing.

She took out her phone and opened the familiar, pinned WeChat chat box.

These past few days, apart from the trouble Chen Min caused, the two hadn't really been in touch.

She knew... Zhang Han must also be busy with his "entrepreneurship".

Her slender fingers tapped on the screen, deleting and revising, and finally, she sent a long paragraph.

"Zhang Han, are you asleep? I've finally finished most of the things on my end. Tomorrow is the last day, and I should be able to come back the day after."

"These past few days have been really tiring. There are so many rules here in my hometown. Seeing my best friend cry so sadly, my heart feels quite heavy too."

"How are things on your end? Is your entrepreneurship going smoothly?"

"Are you very tired? You must take care of your health and eat on time, don't neglect everything just because you're busy, I'll be heartbroken. (Hug.jpg)"

"I miss you so much... Zhang Han, do you miss me? (Shy.jpg)"

After sending these, she held her phone and waited for a while, but didn't receive a reply immediately.

She thought Zhang Han was probably busy, or already asleep.

But longing and an impulse made her unable to stop, and she continued to type.

She thought of that house that only had her name written on it.

Her heart was filled with immense emotion and a sense of security.

In her view, Zhang Han must have emptied all his savings, and perhaps even borrowed money, to build this love nest for her.

Zhang Han must be very short on money for his venture now.

Therefore, Lin Yuxin didn't hesitate at all and firmly typed out the follow-up message.

"Zhang Han, I have something to tell you."

"Aren't you starting a business? The startup capital must require a lot, right... I've saved some money over these few years of working. Although it's not much, it's about 150,000 or so...!"

"Take it and use it, don't be polite with me!"

"I know the early stages of entrepreneurship are definitely hard, and there are many places that need money. Although this money can't help much, it can solve a little bit. What's mine is yours! (Cute.jpg)"

"When you need it, I can transfer it to you at any time. (Heart.jpg)"

She didn't consider for a second whether Zhang Han might be a scammer, nor did she think about what would happen if the business failed and the money went down the drain.

In her simple perception, Zhang Han was willing to take all his savings to buy a house and put her name on it... This heavy, unreserved trust and love had long surpassed thousands of words and any material guarantee.

She had set her heart on this man and was willing to give everything she had without reservation, including all her savings that she viewed as her future security.

This wholehearted entrustment and repayment seemed like a matter of course to her.

She even felt a hint of happiness and satisfaction because she was able to help.

After rambling on with a few more words of concern and reminding him to rest early, Lin Yuxin hugged her phone, and with beautiful aspirations for the future and deep longing, slowly drifted into a dream.

The phone screen gradually dimmed.

The last message lay quietly in the chat box, waiting for that man to read it.

And she was completely unaware that the man she spoke of as having "emptied his savings" and "needing startup capital" was currently holding another woman, lying in a presidential suite where the nightly room rate exceeded her annual salary.

The balance in his bank account was an astronomical figure she couldn't even imagine...