I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property
Chapter 88 - 86: I'll Pay for Your Dream

"Damn, this is too much for me!" Seeing Lu Yiyao fresh out of the shower, Zhang Menglong admitted that he was indeed quite lecherous.

Although it was just a set of pajamas, since the villa was temperature-controlled throughout all seasons, the pajamas didn't need to be warm. They only needed to be beautiful and comfortable - those were the only criteria.

"Crap, I'm going to have a nosebleed!" Zhang Menglong felt a warm flow in his nostrils and immediately turned his head upwards.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Um, I've been eating too well recently, got a bit of heatiness, no big deal, no big deal!" Zhang Menglong absolutely wouldn't admit that his nosebleed was because of the overwhelming visual impact.

"Hahaha, Zhang Menglong, were you struck by my charm? If you become anemic, I won't take responsibility!"

"And you're laughing!" Zhang Menglong felt the urgency. He ran downstairs, grabbed a couple of tissues, and stuffed them into his nostrils. He regained some composure and realized he had been somewhat unseemly.

"I should have let her stay here alone; competing with myself is just brutal!" When coming to Gusu, Wang Ling had warned him whether Lu Yiyao might be a Qiao Biluo, but it turns out she wasn't just a Qiao Biluo, she was actually Nie Xiaoqian. Who could withstand that!

"Let's have a late-night snack... I ordered barbecue and milk tea for you, I know you have the physique that doesn't gain weight." Zhang Menglong picked up a skewer of kidneys and took a big bite.

"Zhang Menglong, look at me! Why aren't you looking at me anymore? So love does fade, huh?" Joking with Zhang Menglong, Lu Yiyao also loosened up quite a bit.

"Why are you starting to gnaw on kidneys? Are you not feeling well?"

"Woman! You're playing with fire!" Hearing Lu Yiyao's "provocation," if Zhang Menglong could still hold it in, then he wouldn't be a man.

He wiped his mouth, lifted Lu Yiyao horizontally, and set her down on the sofa. A mesmerizing scent immediately filled his nostrils.

"Click!" The chef and maid, seeing this scene, promptly left, understanding that the following scene might be a bit inappropriate for children.

This was their first time being so close, Zhang Menglong could even hear Lu Yiyao's rapid heartbeat. Of course, his own heart was beating incredibly fast too.

"Am I up for it or not, do you want to try?" Zhang Menglong stared at Lu Yiyao's lips, struggling to suppress his impulses.

"Zhang Menglong, have you lost your mind? Get up now, or I'll kick you!" Lu Yiyao's leg was already preparing to kick.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Zhang Menglong released Lu Yiyao and picked up a sugarcane from the table, starting to gnaw on it, mumbling something under his breath.

"Hahaha, isn't this when a man is supposed to light a cigarette? Why are you gnawing on sugarcane?"

"That smoking thing, I can't do it!" Zhang Menglong rolled his eyes. "I'll let you off today, but it won't be so easy next time!"

"Right," Zhang Menglong quickly changed the subject to ease the somewhat ambiguous and slightly awkward atmosphere. "We're about to graduate, have you thought about what you're gonna do after graduation?"

"I'll continue singing, of course," Lu Yiyao blurted out.

"That's not an easy path to take," Zhang Menglong said. "You don't know how many talented musicians end up in the streets starving, and eventually get a job in an electronics factory. There are plenty of people like that."

"I could become a teacher," Lu Yiyao said. "I have earned many certificates in my spare time, and I'll treat music as a side gig and hobby. Isn't that good?"

"Come to Jiangnan City after graduation," Zhang Menglong said.

"Huh?"

"Since you love music, I'll definitely do my utmost to help you," Zhang Menglong said earnestly, "as long as you persist, I'll pay for your dream."

"I can hire the best music teacher for you. I can even get Fang Wenshan to write lyrics for you, or even get Teacher Damu to sing backup for you!"

"If all else fails, I'll just buy Wangyi Music outright and put your song on its homepage!"

"Do you have to be this extravagant? Leave some room for other singers to survive!" Lu Yiyao chuckled helplessly. If they really followed Zhang Menglong's approach, how many talented singers would be buried?

"I plan to try it out myself," Lu Yiyao said. "I do have hundreds of thousands of followers after all. It shouldn't come to me starving to death. If I really can't make it, then I'll ask for your help, President Zhang. That should be okay, right?"

"That's fine. Since you've decided that, what more can I say?" Zhang Menglong respected Lu Yiyao's choice. "Whenever you need help, I'm always here."

"When I finish my thesis, I'll come to Jiangnan City to find you."

"Are you serious?" Zhang Menglong was delighted.

"I've actually received quite a few contract offers lately. I was hesitating where to go, but now, I might as well go to Jiangnan City," Lu Yiyao smiled. "Then, I'll have to rely a lot more on you, President Zhang."

"No problem at all," hearing this news, Zhang Menglong felt much reassured. "Alright, it's quite late now. You should go to sleep. Don't you have classes tomorrow?"

"Don't you?" Lu Yiyao countered.

"Me? I've invested billions in funding into my research group. Those little thesis matters, my seniors have already taken care of them for me. Graduating is just a formality!"

"Disgusting!"

"What's disgusting! I actually do experiments seriously, you know. I personally conduct experiments every day!"

"Alright, alright, I believe you. Now go to sleep!"

"Fine, I'll sleep above you. If you need anything, just call me anytime. I can provide all kinds of services during a cold, lonely night!"

"What do you mean, 'sleep above me'? Zhang Menglong, clarify yourself!"

"You sleep on the second floor and I sleep on the third. Of course, that means I sleep above you!" Zhang Menglong explained. "If you want to swap, that's fine too. We can just switch places!"

"That's a bit better... No wait! That's even more outrageous! Don't run away! I'll beat you to death!"

...

After laughing and joking for a while, Zhang Menglong exhaustedly lay on his bed. He turned on his phone, and today, as usual, it was full of content about him.

It was amazing how powerful netizens could be; even the information about Zhang Menglong's ancestor, Zhang Jingzhi, had been dug up. Of course, these were just the superficial details. The secrets that the Zhang family did not want exposed remained hidden from the public.

"Ding!" A message popped up, with the title from "Dads of 314," which was the group chat for Zhang Menglong's dorm room. It seemed like the guys were busy job hunting recently, and there hadn't been many new messages in the group for a long time.

"Guys, let's find some time to hang out!" Zhang Menglong quickly typed out a message.

"Menglong, something bad happened to Old Sun!" Xu Li's message popped up. "He's been falsely accused, and now we're out of options. We can only turn to you for help!"