Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 70: Come To Cheat Here

"Lyla, have a drink!"

Ryan raised his glass first.

This bottle of Louis XIII was quite legendary. Yana, Yasmin, and Lyla—his devoted bootlickers—had all tasted it. It was well worth the money.

After clinking glasses and taking a sip, Lyla admired the beautiful night view of the city. Feeling a bit tipsy, she tenderly asked, "Ryan, you don’t lack money at all. Why do you pretend to be so poor at school?"

"Going to the cafeteria to pour out swill, running takeout, washing dishes, and so on... I really can’t figure it out," Ryan replied with a wry smile.

Lyla blinked her big, innocent, and curious eyes, resembling a white lotus wondering why rich people acted so strangely.

Ryan continued, "My family takes care of it. Don’t ask me about it. My living expenses card plus WhatsApp only has 1,000 dollars."

Yet, with one swipe of his other card, he spent one million.

Noticing Ryan’s reluctance to say more, Lyla naturally imagined what Yana had already thought—a ridiculous idol drama where a rich young man lives a low-key life in pursuit of true love.

With that background, one could look back on Ryan’s bootlicking behavior over the past three years.

Lyla had once sneered at him, but now she saw that Ryan was truly admirable. Even though he was often disregarded, he remained unwilling to use money to taint his love.

This was true, pure love… Lyla thought with secret joy, wishing to be his only white moonlight. After some chatting, the dishes began to arrive one after another, and the two ate and talked.

Ryan asked, "By the way, Lyla, what did Kaiden plan to do with Tina?"

Lyla’s mind raced, and she immediately whispered, "Tina and Kaiden have been in contact for some time. Kaiden said he wanted to introduce her to a very lucrative part‐time job."

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Revealing secrets and betraying best friends were the orders of the day. If one wanted to reach the top, one had to pull down the one sitting on the throne.

"And she chatted with Kaiden very late, had dinner together, and it seems they were going out on a date this weekend," Lyla continued, adding fuel to the fire and mentioning other pursuers—how Tina was keeping these lickspittles at bay.

"Ryan, you have to sense a crisis. If you want to pursue Tina, you must put more thought into it," Lyla said. After her biting remark, she softened his tone, adding, "Tina is really something. She can’t even tell who is truly good to her. Sometimes I feel sorry for you when I think about it."

The refined display of tea art at that meal completely crushed Tina’s position.

Ryan looked a little disappointed as he raised his glass and smiled bitterly, "What can I do? I have done what I should. If we are truly not destined to be together, then perhaps my existence is nothing more than a nuisance to her."

Tina could not be bound, nor could she make money; otherwise, she would have been the perfect target for Ryan.

In fact, he might have flashed his wealth when buying an iPhone 16, but the system immediately patched the bug. Now, he couldn’t spend money on any woman except the one bound to him.

Everything that needed to be done was done… If he were to throw money at her like crazy, her asshole would have been opened by now.

Lyla thought about it lustfully, then acted coquettishly to encourage him, "Ryan, don’t be so discouraged. Sincerity can move mountains and split rocks. I believe Tina will recognize your goodness sooner or later."

"What’s the difference between that and the fact that people will die sooner or later?" Ryan replied.

"Now, I’ve let it go. If my pursuit is a bother to her, then I should let go," she said affectionately. After all, a man who can only live and breathe is of little use.

The impact brought by the top beauty Yana gradually weakened Tina’s position in Ryan’s heart. Both his intimacy with her and the emotional value he derived from her were unprecedented.

Then there was Yasmin—a beautiful young woman with ample curves and a charming presence as both wife and teacher.

Having fully lost his virginity, Ryan had experienced the beauty of sex, and his heart had relaxed as he gradually let himself go.

Lyla said with envy, "Tina really doesn’t know how to appreciate the blessing she has. The best love is to let go. It would be great if there were a man who loved me like this."

Ryan joked, "Don’t talk about that. You and Henry are a good match."

Lyla’s boyfriend, Henry—a well-known figure at the Sports College and one of the main players on the school basketball team—was mentioned dismissively.

"Don’t mention him. He has a bad temper, likes to yell, and is very rigid," she retorted.

Lyla then compared her boyfriend with the man before her and found him full of shortcomings.

"All he does is play games and drink all day, and he doesn’t even wash his clothes—they’re all smelly."

"He maxed out his credit card, poured all his money into games, and when that wasn’t enough, he cheated his family out of money. He didn’t even work part-time."

"Last time I said I had a cold and cough, he told me to drink more hot water and that he was playing a game, so he couldn’t come over." As she spoke, Lyla grew angrier and took a big gulp of wine, her expression as if she wanted to cut her boyfriend into pieces.

After all, as Tina’s military advisor and part of her, she recalled too many famous scenes.

In the middle of the night, Tina had simply mentioned that she was hungry and suddenly craved barbecue. So the professional bootlicker Ryan climbed over the wall and left the school, buying enough barbecue and ice cola for everyone in the dormitory.

After spending all the money, he went out to deliver food as soon as it arrived and continued making money.

Tina only coughed a few times, but she bought an exaggerated array of throat lozenges, Pipa dew, and Sichuan fritillary candy.

Ryan was a little surprised: "I heard from Tina that you two have a very good relationship."

Lyla’s expression turned serious as she shook her head and said, "No, I’ve been thinking about when to break up with him."

"You’ve been together for almost a year, so what?" Ryan prodded further.

Lyla replied coquettishly, "Humph, if he could treat me even half as well as you treat Tina, I’d be willing to drop out of school to bear his child."

"I’m not as good as you say!" Ryan responded.

Ryan was no longer a novice, so he naturally understood her meaning.

During their seemingly normal conversation, the couple’s eyes held an unspoken understanding, as if something tacitly passed between them.

"Mr. Ryan, here is the last dish—your favorite garlic marbled beef!" called Talia as the final dish was delivered.

It had been Talia who brought in the dishes earlier. With a charming smile on her face, she placed them on the table.

As she spoke, she set a very beautiful bell button—designed in mid-European style—in front of Ryan.

"Mr. Ryan, the food has been served. No one will disturb you without your permission."

"Of course, if you need anything—even just a toothpick—please press the button, and I will come to serve you as soon as possible," she added.

Talia was no fool, even though the first night had been chaotic.

Ryan had brought Yana over on the first night, later brought a beauty like Yasmin on the second night, and now it was a little beauty like Lyla. No matter how one looked at it, this was unmistakably the behavior of a sea king.

Yet Ryan had a good reputation here, and what was wrong with being a playboy?

Every woman who came here had spent a lot of money. It wasn’t clear about other places, but judging by the money spent on recharging hotel cards, many wondered why he didn’t come to cheat here often.