Chapter 44: Ryan: Why Does It feel Like Women Look Down On Me?

"This bottle of Louis XIII in front of you costs three hundred thousand. Please enjoy it."

Three hundred thousand, that meant the glass in her hand was worth several thousand with every sip.

To help her relax, Ryan moved to sit across from her, picked up his glass, and clinked it with hers.

Normally, Yana never touched alcohol. But the pressure had been too much lately, and tonight her emotions had swung wildly.

Yana felt for the first time that she needed alcohol. Even though she didn’t like the taste of either beer or foreign liquor, drinking something worth three hundred thousand in this setting made it go down surprisingly smoothly.

"Ryan!"

Yana took a big sip, looked straight at Ryan, and said, "Aren’t you a poor student? How do you have so much money?"

"The financial aid application didn’t go through either."

Ryan joked, then said, "Ms. Yana, I always thought you were above all that worldly stuff. I never imagined you were going through such a hard time."

Yana smiled bitterly: "Yeah... driven to selling myself."

With that, she downed the rest of her glass in one gulp, like a cow munching on peonies.

Ryan squinted and smiled: "Ms. Yana, let’s keep each other’s secrets. At school, you’ll still be that respectable, good teacher."

"Respectable my ass. You boys all look at me with those lecherous eyes, and you even steal my underwear."

Yana, maybe finally relaxing, quickly flushed red from the alcohol. She looked straight at Ryan and said, "I meant what I said. This year, I’ll be a good mistress and take care of you. You don’t have to feel sorry for me."

"I’m not sad at all. This is what I’m getting in exchange for my body."

"Having it be you is still better than some pot-bellied middle-aged man. Thinking about it that way, shouldn’t I be celebrating?"

She poured herself another glass and downed it in one go. It was clear just how much pressure she was under.

Watching her drink a three-hundred-thousand bottle of liquor like that, even the waiters in the distance felt pained.

Ryan said with concern, "Teacher, don’t drink like that. It’s bad for you."

"If I don’t drink more, I’m afraid I’ll change my mind. I’m afraid being all hesitant will spoil your mood."

Yana looked a little embarrassed, but still boldly said, "In my whole life, I’ve only ever had one man, my husband. We lost all passion in our sex life a long time ago."

"I’m a bit of a germaphobe. I never agreed to those perverted things he asked for, so he lost interest in me too."

"It’s been over ten years. I don’t even remember what sex feels like anymore. I need to remind myself."

Who would have thought that the outwardly gentle and soft Ms. Yana could be so resolute once she made up her mind.

Ryan gave a lecherous grin and said, "Then how did Ms. Yana take care of her needs?"

"I have my own hands. Besides, I don’t have a very strong sex drive."

Yana, emboldened by the alcohol, said softly, "Ryan, I feel like I’m not very womanly. Honestly, I’m insecure too."

Ryan breathed lightly, "No way. When you seduced me just now, I couldn’t refuse at all."

"Really? Then I guess I still have some charm!!!"

Yana smiled with a hint of brightness. Her flushed face was so beautiful.

The fat man soon returned, bringing the loan contracts and all the related paperwork. After he set them down, Yana carefully went through every page, not missing a single one.

It was because she had trusted her husband too much that she signed as a guarantor and ended up in this mess. She wasn’t going to fall into the same trap twice.

"That’s everything."

After confirming, the fat man said eagerly, "Then I won’t disturb you two anymore. Ms. Yana, this is to help you calm your nerves."

He set down a ten thousand in cash, waited anxiously for a nod from Ryan, and only then breathed a huge sigh of relief and left.

"Why... why did he give me money?"

Yana looked at the cash, a bit dazed.

Ryan lit a cigarette and said slowly, "He’s being smart. I didn’t use any connections to pressure him, and I didn’t haggle, I paid him right away."

"He’s been in this business for years, sitting on a pile of bad debts. He’s never seen anyone pay that fast, so he knows this money is hot."

"What if you whisper something in my ear later and I decide to cause him trouble..."

Although Yana had always been a teacher and was relatively naive, what he said made perfect sense. She pouted playfully, "What whisper in your ear? How annoying..."

"But still, a young guy like you spending 200,00 on a woman is pretty intimidating to see." Yana laughed with a hint of self-degradation, but there was still a trace of scorn and disdain in her tone.

Ryan glanced at her, and suddenly felt a surge of displeasure. She had seduced him so boldly just moments ago, and now she was mocking him? What was that about?

He realized it himself, maybe he had been too easygoing, which was why she felt so emboldened to act this way under the influence of alcohol.

With that thought, Ryan’s smile faded. He looked directly at her and said, "Ms. Yana, you’re drunk. Time to go rest."

"What are you doing? Didn’t you buy me to sleep with me? Why are you acting all high and mighty here..."

"Don’t try to take advantage of me. Even if I don’t love him anymore, I’ll still keep my chastity..."

Yana’s tolerance for alcohol was awful. But as soon as Ryan stood up, she grabbed his hand, clearly drunk and hysterical, saying, "I already said I’m sleeping with you tonight. Just behave yourself..."

After the fat man left, Yana seemed to let out a huge sigh of relief, picked up her glass, and took another big gulp. Drinking Louis XIII that way, honestly, even the most reckless spendthrift wouldn’t dare to drink it like that.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, with half a bottle still left, Ryan immediately had the attendant store the bottle, then called Anna to settle the bill, since he wasn’t sure if he could use the money on that card himself.

"Okay, Ryan. Are you coming back tonight?"

Anna sounded full of anticipation.

Ryan looked at the drunken Yana across from him, let out a burp, and the jiggling of her chest was absolutely insane. He swallowed hard and naturally declined.

Anna was sensible enough not to press further. Yana was clearly drunk now, the alcohol taking full effect.

Her words were slurred and incoherent, a bit tongue-tied. When she had come back from the restroom earlier, she was already staggering and nearly bumped into someone.

Ryan hung up and said gently, "Ms. Yana, you’re drunk. Let’s go get some rest!!!"

"I’m not drunk! I can drink more!!"

"Alright, alright, I’ll have some drinks sent to the room."

Yana looked like she wasn’t stopping until she was completely wasted. Ryan quickly helped her up and left the restaurant. Ginny escorted them all the way to the elevator and asked softly, "Do you need any help supporting her?"