A million for one night?

After Mu Shaoxuan left, Jiang Ze kept Meng Zhiyuan company while he worked, occasionally sorting his documents and earning a few points for odd jobs.

As Jiang Ze put it, even a mosquito had a little meat on it.

Although Jiang Ze had suddenly struck it rich, the strings of zeroes after the items in the exchange menu left him feeling hopeless about the road ahead.

Forget fifty thousand points-even a million would not cover two exchanges.

Watching the young man bustle about, Meng Zhiyuan felt a little bad for him.

"Hungry?"

Jiang Ze checked the time. Before he knew it, it was already time for dinner.

He really was a little hungry, so he nodded.

Meng Zhiyuan called in his secretary, Xiao Liu, gave a few instructions, and took Jiang Ze straight out to find a restaurant.

Some of the Meng Group's employees watched their boss walk out of his office with a handsome young man and skip out on work.

"What's going on? Our incurable workaholic actually left early?!"

"Is this what they mean by love being blind?"

Naturally, the employees had another juicy topic to gossip about over their meals.

The man drove Jiang Ze to a stylish little French restaurant near the company.

They found a private room, ordered their food, and settled in to wait.

Jiang Ze already had no idea what to say to the big shot, and the man was naturally quiet. As they sat together, even the air felt silent.

Jiang Ze was about to say something to ease the atmosphere when he caught two familiar figures near the entrance out of the corner of his eye.

Isn't that Shen Yun and Meng Zimu? What a coincidence! I pick a random place to eat and still run into the protagonists.

He was almost starting to suspect that the system was secretly pulling strings, making him encounter the protagonists sooner so he could disrupt their plot and earn loads of points.

"Ding! Host, stop that dangerous speculation! I'm a system with principles! I never do anything that violates system laws!"

Oh, so the system world had laws too. No wonder this system acted so well-behaved.

Now he had no time to worry about the atmosphere, because those two walked right into the private room beside theirs.

Only a wall separated them.

Jiang Ze pricked up his ears, hoping to hear their conversation.

Unfortunately, the restaurant's soundproofing was so good that he could not hear a damn thing.

System, quick, exchange something like Thousand-Mile Hearing for me. As long as I can hear the room next door, that's enough.

With his plentiful supply of points, the system completed the exchange in no time.

Within a minute, Jiang Ze felt his hearing improve noticeably, and he could even pinpoint the sounds from the private room next door.

Seeing the young man listening intently with an excited expression, Meng Zhiyuan cast an unobtrusive glance at the neighboring room.

He had heard Jiang Ze mention a system in his thoughts. He did not know what it was, but it could apparently offer him some miraculous help.

It seemed Jiang Ze could now hear what was happening in Shen Yun and Meng Zimu's room next door.

Surprise flickered in Meng Zhiyuan's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged. He planned to use Jiang Ze's thoughts to find out what those two were up to as well.

Before long, however, he regretted it.

Oh, wow, those two... they're kissing! God, what are those sounds? All that panting!... I can't watch this-no, I can't listen to this...

The more Jiang Ze listened, the stranger the sounds became. Surely those two were not getting it on in a restaurant room in broad daylight?

Although he was listening with relish, he was a little disappointed that nothing useful was happening. Just as he was about to say a few words to the big shot, something Shen Yun said made his eyes widen.

Shen Yun said, "Stop touching me. Did you find the person I asked you to look for?"

Meng Zimu said, "That guy called Cheng Feng? He's an underground fighter. What do you want him for?"

Meng Zimu sounded distinctly unhappy. With the man he loved going to such lengths to find another man, it was hard not to suspect something was wrong.

Cheng Feng? Shen Yun's future right-hand man, his heavy-hitting enforcer. He played a big part in framing Meng Zhiyuan and bringing down the Meng Corporation.

Wait, wasn't Shen Yun supposed to save Cheng Feng by chance? And that happened midway through the plot. He's only just returned to the country, so how does he already know about Cheng Feng?

Jiang Ze had a strong sense that the plot must have gone somewhat off course. Otherwise, why had several events already differed from the original?

He did not dwell on it for now and continued listening in.

Shen Yun said, "Oh, Zimu, you know we love each other. You're the only one I like. How could anyone else ever catch my eye?"

Shen Yun's words made Jiang Ze feel a little sick. That very morning, he had staged an accident to cozy up to his lover's second uncle, and now he was turning around and proclaiming his devotion.

Looks like I still need to work on my shamelessness. My skin isn't even half as thick as Shen Yun's.

Shen Yun said, "Someone told me he's a good fighter, so I wanted to hire him as a bodyguard. You know what I went through before..."

Shen Yun sounded a little aggrieved, and his voice even took on a tearful edge.

Sure enough, the moment Meng Zimu heard that, he apologized and began comforting him softly.

"All right, Yun, don't cry. It's all my fault. We've found that Cheng Feng guy, but he's greedy. The moment we started discussing terms, he demanded an outrageous sum-ten million."

Meng Zimu was deeply annoyed with Cheng Feng, partly because of Shen Yun and partly because he was asking for far too much.

Ten million was a substantial sum even for him at present.

His position in the group was not high, and Old Master Meng kept a tight rein on the younger generation's allowances. His entire savings only amounted to a few tens of millions.

A flash of contempt passed through Shen Yun's eyes. If this man had not been his greatest source of support in his previous life, he would never have wasted so much time on him.

Cheng Feng had done so much for him in his previous life. To build up his strength quickly in this life, he had to bring Cheng Feng to his side ahead of time and keep him at his disposal.

On the other side of the wall, Jiang Ze's eyes lit up at Meng Zimu's words.

Cheng Feng is asking for ten million because breaking his contract with the underground fighting ring costs eight million, and he needs another two million for his younger sister's treatment.

Although Cheng Feng's life isn't in danger yet, this is when he's most desperate for money. His sister is being kept alive in the hospital, and her medical bills are outrageously high. That's why he turned to underground fighting to make money.

If I solve Cheng Feng's money problems before Shen Yun and Meng Zimu do, wouldn't that leave those two out of the picture?

As Jiang Ze listened, his mind raced. He did not forget to eat the freshly served food, either, stuffing his cheeks until he looked just like a hamster.

Meng Zhiyuan ate at a leisurely pace. Whenever Jiang Ze became so engrossed in the gossip that he forgot to pick up food, he would put a little onto his plate.

Jiang Ze accepted it all.

Before long, both had eaten and drunk their fill, and Jiang Ze returned to Meng Zhiyuan's villa, pleased with the important information he had obtained.

After they returned to the villa, Jiang Ze was still racking his brains over Cheng Feng.

Although he knew how to prevent Shen Yun and Cheng Feng's storyline from unfolding, two major problems had him stumped.

First, he did not have ten million. Second, he did not know where the underground fighting ring was.

Fine, he could ask the system to find the location, but what about the money?

The original owner of this body had not only suffered abuse in the Jiang Family but had also been utterly broke. Forget ten million-he could not even scrape together ten thousand.

Only now did Jiang Ze suddenly realize that he was completely penniless. Of course he was-even his place to stay was someone else's charity.

Ugh, I never thought I'd end up like this. I really need to cling to Meng Zhiyuan, my rich benefactor. I wonder if I can ask the big shot for a loan...

Meng Zhiyuan happened to come downstairs for a glass of water and saw Jiang Ze standing in the hall with a conflicted expression.

How about offering myself to him? I'm better-looking than Shen Yun, at least, right? I usually play the innocent little flower too. The big shot should like that, shouldn't he?

Meng Zhiyuan's eyes darkened. Just as he was about to turn away, he heard the young man's thoughts grow brazen again.

Or a million for one night? That seems a little steep.

Without blushing or missing a breath, Jiang Ze indulged in fantasies he only dared entertain in his head.

Meng Zhiyuan, who was about to head upstairs, heard every word of his thoughts.

"..." Quite bold, and quite an appetite.