My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 357 - 0357: The Bet on Exam Scores

Chapter 357: Chapter 0357: The Bet on Exam Scores

"Alright, but your health..."

Ma Benyue was still very worried.

"As long as I don’t have to fight, nobody can tell how deep my issues run," Ma Tong waved his hand and said with furrowed brows:

"I didn’t expect the poison I contracted during my breakthrough to mutate. The antidote I obtained from an enemy back then can’t cure it. Once this crisis is over, I must look for other ways to detoxify."

Thus, Qin Aotian and Ma Tong, each with their own thoughts, went to meet at the VIP tower, unaware that the person who had invited them, Old Master Zhou, was actually the most miserable one among them.

During school lunchtime.

In the cafeteria, Li Xiaoli and Liu Mengting were discussing and eating while balancing their books, and Tang Ming was gorging on food and drink, served by Zhou Dafu.

Since Tang Ming had been having lunch with Liu Mengting every day, Liu Mengting had to lower her standard of living to the extent that she and Li Xiaoli had fallen to eating in the regular cafeteria.

Tang Ming ate too much, a meal at a fancy restaurant would cost Liu Mengting a fortune, and if they didn’t switch places, Liu Mengting worried she would go bankrupt from feeding him.

To prevent Tang Ming from having a chance to date Xia Wei’er, Liu Mengting had no choice but to drag Li Xiaoli to eat in the regular cafeteria. After all, it was a buffet and everything was cheap, allowing Tang Ming to eat and drink all he could.

"Ah, I knew I had seen this problem before, but why couldn’t I remember the answer during the exam!" Li Xiaoli pointed at the problem in the textbook, mumbling in frustration.

"Let me see!"

Liu Mengting quickly leaned over and said proudly:

"Hehe, I got this question right, easy ten points."

It turned out that today was the midterm exam, and the two girls were verifying the morning’s test content.

Tang Ming, uninterested in joining the girls’ conversation, kept his head down and ate voraciously.

"Tang Ming, brother, all you know is how to eat. How did your math exam go this morning?"

Li Xiaoli, curious, put down her textbook and asked Tang Ming.

"Not bad!" Tang Ming responded without even looking up.

"Hehe, with him sleeping in class every day, I guess he could only score a big fat zero," Liu Mengting scoffed mockingly.

"Not at all, not at all, I saw Brother Ming writing like mad, he must have scored high,"

Zhou Dafu said, eager to please.

"Hehe, if he could score high, then what’s the point of us, who study so hard, living?"

Liu Mengting gave Tang Ming a disdainful glance.

"Right, right, I bet brother Tang Ming definitely can’t score higher than me... can’t score higher than Sister Meng Meng,"

Li Xiaoli declared confidently.

"I say Brother Ming definitely can," Zhou Dafu maintained his confidence in Tang Ming.

Seeing Zhou Dafu and Li Xiaoli face off, Tang Ming just lowered his head and grinned stupidly, continuing to eat, having no interest in wasting words on such a matter.

"Alright, then let’s make a bet. If brother Tang Ming’s score is higher than Sister Meng Meng’s, I’ll let, I’ll let him touch here,"

Li Xiaoli rolled her eyeballs, then pointed at her chest and exclaimed.

"Pfft!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming almost spat out the food in his mouth; Li Xiaoli was really too bold, and he had a bad feeling about this.

"What if he scores lower?" Zhou Dafu asked weakly.

"Hehe, if you score lower than Sister Meng Meng, then you’ll have to act like Dingdang Dog and bark for ten minutes in front of everyone,"

Li Xiaoli mischievously suggested.

"Okay, no problem!" Zhou Dafu agreed cheerfully as if losing had nothing to do with him.

"Hey, hey, you are betting with my score and making me carry out the bet. Did you ask my permission?" Tang Ming quickly looked up and protested unclearly.

"Ew, if you win, you can touch me here; isn’t this a benefit for you?"

Li Xiaoli rolled her eyes at Tang Ming and coquettishly pointed to her chest.

"This..." Tang Ming stared at Li Xiaoli’s chest for a moment. Honestly, although he wasn’t lecherous, he was curious about what it would feel like to touch her impressive assets.

"Cough, cough, where are you looking?"

Liu Mengting coughed twice, reminding him discontentedly.

"I think this chicken leg looks good." Tang Ming reached for the chicken leg in front of Li Xiaoli and started nibbling on it.

"Count me in if you are betting."

Just then, Chen Cang, holding a black package, suddenly jumped out.

"We are betting on whether Brother Tang Ming’s score in this exam will surpass Sister Meng Meng, what does this have to do with you?"

Li Xiaoli gave Chen Cang a dissatisfied look.

"Then I definitely bet on Meng Ting winning," Chen Cang exclaimed exaggeratedly:

"Meng Ting’s performance has consistently ranked at the top in our school year, only slightly behind Xia Wei’er. Brother Ming definitely can’t surpass Meng Ting."

"Darn it, you..."

Hearing this, Tang Ming was displeased.

"Brother Ming, here’s something good for you." Just as Tang Ming was about to speak, Chen Cang grinned and shoved the black package into Tang Ming’s hands while continuously winking at him.

"Got it, got it."

Seeing the situation, Tang Ming immediately laughed. This was definitely some "Poison" Chen Cang had prepared for him.

"Heh, what makes you think Tang Ming definitely can’t score higher than me?"

Liu Mengting looked at Chen Cang discontentedly, especially upset by the comment about Xia Wei’er.

"I, I’m just stating facts," Chen Cang hurriedly explained.

"Then I bet that Tang Ming definitely can score higher than me. Do you dare?" Liu Mengting said heatedly, glaring at Chen Cang.

"Why wouldn’t I dare? I admire Brother Ming’s capabilities, but as for academic performance... he sleeps through class every day; it’s a miracle if he even passes."

Chen Cang burst into laughter, confidently shouting, "I’ll take that bet! If his score surpasses yours, then I’m willing to bark like a dog. But if he doesn’t, then you have to agree to go on a date with me. How about that?"

"This..." Upon hearing this, Liu Mengting hesitated because she also didn’t believe Tang Ming’s score could surpass hers.

"No way, I’ve already bet that Sister Meng Meng will win; you betting like this is just bullying me."

Li Xiaoli immediately protested.

"That’s right, that’s right."

Liu Mengting quickly agreed, although she was annoyed by Chen Cang underestimating Tang Ming, she didn’t want to dig a grave for herself.

After discussing it, everyone decided to bet on the scores of the next two subjects between Tang Ming and Chen Cang. If Tang Ming’s scores surpassed Chen Cang’s, Chen Cang would bark like a dog. If Tang Ming’s scores were lower than Chen Cang’s, then Liu Mengting would go on a date with Chen Cang.

Over the next two days, Tang Ming faced the most painful life since he had arrived in Songlan City.

Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli, worried that Tang Ming’s scores would fall below Chen Cang’s, continually gave Tang Ming intensive training, making him frantically cram until the very last second before the exam, making sure he memorized the answers to some questions.

As Tang Ming and others finalized the bet, in a luxurious private room of the VIP building, a beaming Zhou Zhen sat with the equally smiling Qin Aotian and Ma Tong.