A Humble Abode Is Honored

Yinghai doesn't have any high-end shopping malls that primarily feature luxury brands, but in recent years some luxury brands have moved in.

It's better than nothing, I suppose.

After all, you can't expect Louis Vuitton and Hermes to be everywhere in a city like this; the overall consumption level hasn't reached that level yet.

Zhang Yang, this max-level veteran, really felt like he was back in the beginner's village.

If you behave well, I might really buy you a GAI (a type of cigarette).

However, Teacher Meng is not that kind of person, after all, she comes from a family where she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing.

So the two of them took a very relaxed approach to shopping.

Inside the La Mer store in Yinghai, Zhang Yang pointed and ordered two sets of the La Mer Genaissance de la Mer each.

One set is for Teacher Meng, and the other is for her mother.

Inside a tobacco and liquor store, Zhang Yang casually bought a set of Moutai zodiac-themed liquor. The gift box cost over 90,000 yuan. The gift box was custom-made by the store owner, and the liquor was collected by the store owner one bottle at a high price to complete the set.

In this way, a small gift of about 100,000 was prepared.

"Isn't this too expensive? You brought so many gifts, people who didn't know better would think..." Teacher Meng hesitated, glancing at Zhang Yang discreetly.

"It's never wrong to be polite; it's only right," Zhang Yang smiled.

For him, it was just a small gift, and it didn't have any special meaning. For a big boss like him, 100,000 yuan was just like an ordinary person casually buying a pack of cigarettes.

"The big boss, huh?" Meng Baihan smiled secretly, feeling incredibly happy.

After buying everything, it was getting late.

The two set off for Meng Baihan's villa.

As one of the older villa communities in Yinghai, the residents were among the first people in Yinghai to become wealthy.

The entire villa area is designed with a focus on understated luxury.

Zhang Yang's Cullinan quietly came to a slow stop outside Teacher Meng's villa, and then he casually picked up the gifts.

"It seems my uncle and aunt are here," Teacher Meng said softly, glancing at the cars in the villa's yard.

Zhang Yang nodded, not taking it seriously.

A family dinner is always more lively with more people, so it's not surprising that people invite more relatives and friends to join in.

"Mom and Dad, Zhang Yang is here." Teacher Meng ran up and pushed open the door.

Zhang Yang and I walked up together.

A group of people were sitting in the living room on the first floor of the villa, and they all stood up to greet them.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, please come in!" A middle-aged man greeted him with great enthusiasm and extended a warm invitation.

Zhang Yang had met this middle-aged man once before and knew that he was Meng Baoliang, the father of Teacher Meng and the owner of Meijie Laundry Factory.

"Hello, Uncle Meng." Zhang Yang greeted him politely and put down the gift he had brought.

An aunt who looked somewhat like Teacher Meng stood smiling to the side the whole time, never taking her eyes off Zhang Yang.

"This is my mom."

Hello, Auntie.

"Oh!" Mrs. Meng said with a beaming smile, "Mr. Zhang, you can just come in person, there's no need to bring a gift, it's too much of a hassle."

"Mom, Zhang Yang picked this out for you," Meng Baihan added, taking out a set of La Mer that cost 20,000 yuan.

Mother Meng immediately beamed with joy, her face radiant with happiness.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, let me introduce myself."

She quickly introduced all the relatives present to Zhang Yang one by one... They included Teacher Meng's uncle and aunt, as well as several younger people.

The smiles on everyone's faces were a mixture of enthusiasm and restraint, clearly indicating that they had all learned about Zhang Yang's identity beforehand.

"Mr. Zhang, please have some tea."

Teacher Meng's parents quickly pulled Zhang Yang to sit down, offering him tea and fruit. Several relatives sat beside him, their faces beaming with smiles.

"Huh? Someone I know."

Zhang Yang smiled as he looked at one of the figures—it was Meng Mingfeng, Teacher Meng's older brother.

The two have quite a history.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Meng Mingfeng smiled somewhat awkwardly, stood up a little unnaturally, and offered a cigarette. "Please have one."

Zhang Yang casually took it, and several lighters immediately crowded around to light his cigarette.

Soon, the surroundings were filled with smoke.

The women present went to the kitchen, leaving a group of men to keep them company.

Zhang Yang smoked a cigarette, listening to the compliments around him. The atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

"Come on, let's go outside for some fresh air." He glanced at Meng Mingfeng sitting to the side, looking dejected, and gestured to him.

"Huh?" Meng Mingfeng stood up hesitantly.

The two walked out one after the other.

The moment the two left, the atmosphere in the living room on the first floor of the villa changed completely.

"My goodness, brother-in-law, this Mr. Zhang is truly an extraordinary person, no ordinary man at all!"

"Xiaohan, you and Mr. Zhang?"

Meng Baihan blushed and kept denying it, saying, "No, don't make wild guesses."

A group of relatives, joking around, crowded around to look at the gifts.

"This! A set of twelve Moutai zodiac-themed liquors, that must cost eighty or ninety thousand yuan, right? What kind of generosity is this? Would an ordinary relationship warrant such a gift?"

"And this La Mer set, it costs 20,000 per set! And they're giving away two sets for free!"

The relatives gasped in surprise, and even the aunts and uncles who were busy preparing lunch in the kitchen couldn't help but peek out to see what was happening.

Giving gifts worth hundreds of thousands of yuan? Is it possible that such a gesture is made without connections?

Suddenly, the relatives around her showered her with compliments and praise, making Meng Baihan even more shy, her cheeks flushed like a blooming flower.

Meng Baoliang listened with a radiant glow on his face, his back ramrod straight.

Inside the villa, the atmosphere instantly became joyful and peaceful!

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Right now, on the roadside outside the villa.

"Still bothered by it?" Zhang Yang looked at Meng Mingfeng with a half-smile. "Feeling uncomfortable?"

Meng Mingfeng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

How can I not feel uncomfortable?

He stole someone else's love, and now he's ruining his own sister...

"Actually, there's no need to worry. You can explain the whole story to your parents or your sister, and it would be best if I never had to visit again," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "The choice is yours."

"I... I wouldn't dare," Meng Mingfeng said with a mournful face.

"You don't dare? You know you don't dare?" Zhang Yang chuckled. "There are plenty of women out there, you don't need to punish yourself like this... I promise you, the next one you find won't be competing with you."

"Big brother..." Meng Mingfeng almost knelt down. "You can't steal anymore! Finding a wife isn't easy!"

"Just kidding, look how scared you are." Zhang Yang took out the cigarette case again, picked out a cigarette, and gestured with his chin, "Here, have one, let's call it even."

Meng Mingfeng stared at the smoke in front of him, then looked up at the incredibly handsome face before him.

The scales in my heart... tip over!

He gritted his teeth and accepted.

Zhang Yang is currently using the Good-Evil Detector to detect things.

At this moment, on the detector.

Target of detection: Meng Mingfeng

Regarding the host's level of good or evil: Completely convinced, with no further objections.

Zhang Yang immediately smiled.

"Great! From now on, if you hold your wedding banquet at my hotel, I'll definitely give you a free meal!"

"Well... thank you in advance, Mr. Zhang." Meng Mingfeng quickly bowed and expressed his gratitude, appearing humble and submissive.

The two stood outside, finished their cigarettes, and bury the hatchet.

Once Meng Mingfeng figured it out, his mind immediately cleared up, and all he could do was try to please Zhang Yang, his potential future brother-in-law.

Damn it... it's all because I was stupid before.

What's a mere woman compared to this? By latching onto Mr. Zhang, this super-powerful guy, she'll be living the high life from now on, needless to say.

Zhang Yang was quite satisfied with Meng Mingfeng's performance at this moment.

Yes, that's good.

This can be considered a resolution to an old matter, and not just a superficial one. With the system's backing, he can now be completely certain of Meng Mingfeng's attitude.

A moment later, the two returned to the villa.

The villa, which had just been bustling with activity, suddenly fell silent.

"Zhang Yang, what are you and your brother doing out? Why are you chatting for so long?" Teacher Meng couldn't help but ask curiously as she came up.

"Just chatting, catching up," Zhang Yang said with a smile, looking at Meng Mingfeng, "Right?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang taught me some business acumen, and I benefited greatly from it. I learned a lot," Meng Mingfeng said hurriedly.

Meng Baihan glanced at his older brother with suspicion.

"How strange... Zhang Yang, why don't you come to my room for a bit?" She pulled Zhang Yang along.

Zhang Yang smiled and went to Teacher Meng's room.

A girl's room naturally smells wonderful.

Once the door is closed, the inside and outside become two completely different worlds.

Zhang Yang lay on Teacher Meng's soft bed, and Teacher Meng obediently climbed onto the bed and snuggled into his arms.

Downstairs, the house was filled with relatives and friends.

Upstairs, Zhang Yang was whispering and exploring with Teacher Meng in his arms, their days filled with carefree bliss.

"It itches..." Teacher Meng said softly.

"Shh..." Zhang Yang chuckled softly, feeling the smoothness and heat in his hand, and gently moved it upwards.

Meng Baihan seemed to realize what Zhang Yang was about to do, but she only trembled slightly and did not stop him. Instead, she let the hand explore and ravage until it covered her.

Finally, Zhang Yang stopped.

Looking down, I saw that Teacher Meng's eyes were slightly closed, her moist lips were gently upturned, and her face was flushed.

Do you still miss me?

"I want to." Meng Baihan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Where do you think it is? Is it here?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile, leaning down. "Or here?"

"You're so annoying!" Meng Baihan opened his eyes abruptly, wrapped his arms around Zhang Yang's neck, and gave him a passionate kiss.

Later that evening, Zhang Yang led Meng Baihan downstairs.

Teacher Meng's blush hadn't faded.

Many people in the family turned their attention to the two holding hands.

Meng Baoliang's eyes gleamed with ecstatic joy.

"Mr. Zhang, please take a seat."

The main purpose of this banquet today is to entertain Zhang Yang; everyone at the table is here to keep him company.

Because what is Zhang Yang's identity?

The owner of the Four Seasons Hotel was their biggest client and benefactor, saving them from dire straits. He was undoubtedly a distinguished guest, and other relatives like uncles and aunts had to take a backseat.

As for the future, if he were to be added the layer of being a son-in-law, then it goes without saying.

But that's a story for another time.

Zhang Yang exchanged a few polite words and then sat down in the main seat without further ado. Teacher Meng was naturally seated next to him and was responsible for pouring him wine and serving him food.

Lunch was naturally mostly home-style dishes.

A very hearty home-style meal.

Meng Baoliang and his wife knew that Zhang Yang, with his status, had tasted all sorts of delicacies. Why would he care about such a small meal? Therefore, to entertain this distinguished guest, they had to show their sincerity.

The table was laden with the main dishes that locals in Yinghai would eat during holidays and festivals.

As for the wine? It was naturally a fine wine that Meng Baoliang had treasured for many years.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang, for visiting our humble abode. It's an honor to have you here!" Meng Baoliang raised his glass, his voice booming. "On behalf of my whole family, I warmly welcome Mr. Zhang as our guest."

Zhang Yang smiled and raised his glass.

As the drinks flowed and conversation flowed, the atmosphere immediately warmed up.

Everyone toasted Zhang Yang, their words filled with respect.

Just kidding. The owner of Yinghai Landmark, the most luxurious five-star hotel—such a status is like the heavens above them, utterly unattainable.

The stars in the sky have descended to earth and are even sitting beside them! How dare they!

Their enthusiasm is never excessive.

Halfway through the drinking session, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who is it in the middle of the day?" Meng Baoliang muttered.

"I'll go open the door." Meng Mingfeng stood up and went to open the door. "Huh? You?"

The boy who came in was still wearing his school uniform. He was humble and polite. "Hello, Brother Meng. Is Teacher Meng home? I saw that she didn't teach today, so I wanted to come and see her."

"Huh?" Meng Mingfeng stood at the door and turned to look in this direction.

"This is a student in my class, and also my neighbor," Teacher Meng said softly. "His name is Gu Yiming."

"Since he's your student, why don't you invite him over?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Just then, the boy named Gu Yiming was invited over.

"Xiao Gu, have you eaten? Let's eat together," Meng Baoliang said politely.

"No, Uncle Meng, I've already eaten," the boy said with a smile, then looked at Meng Baihan, his gaze suddenly pausing slightly. "Hello, Teacher Meng."

"Oh, it's Gu Yiming." Meng Baihan nodded with a smile. "Is there something you need?"

"Nothing else." Gu Yiming took a glass trophy out of his pocket. "Didn't you encourage me to participate in the city's guitar competition? I won, and I thought I should share this joy with my teacher."

"Oh? You won an award. Congratulations, Gu Yiming," Meng Baihan said.

"Without Teacher Meng's encouragement, I wouldn't have been able to take this step. I must thank Teacher Meng." Gu Yiming bowed slightly.

Throughout, the young man behaved very modestly and politely.

But Zhang Yang wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that there was a hint of deep-seated hostility in the boy's eyes when he looked at him.

He smiled, leaned back slightly, and casually put his arm around Meng Baihan's shoulder.

As expected.

He noticed that the boy's eyes were glancing in their direction, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

He was always paying attention to himself.

"This is interesting." Zhang Yang smiled and activated the Good-Evil Detector again.

The item the system gave us is really useful.

You can check a person's likes or dislikes towards you anytime, anywhere, thereby gaining insight into their inner thoughts and taking preventative measures.

Hmm, let's see what this kid is thinking.

With that thought in mind, he fixed his gaze on the detector.