Reborn with Consumption System

Chapter 943 - 384: Are You Worthy? (Part 2)

She felt so awful that tears streamed down, and two patches of blazing red instantly bloomed on her cheeks.Wei Changming immediately patted her on the back and coaxed her softly, "Honey, I know you feel bad, but the chance to sit and drink with Teacher Han might only come once in our whole lives. No matter how uncomfortable you are, you’ve got to show the right attitude.

Aren’t you always saying you admire your senior Lin Yanyan the most?

Teacher Han isn’t just rich, he, like Yanyan, is completely self‑made. Think about how hard it was for Yanyan, then you’ll know how rare and amazing Teacher Han’s achievements are..."

Get up and wipe your face. In a bit, toast Teacher Han again. Teacher Han is suave and tender to women; he won’t make you drain your glass again..."

Yan Shuang immediately did as she was told, got up, pulled out a wet wipe to clean off her tears, and proactively picked up the bottle to pour Han Lie a drink.

"Han... Teacher Han, thank you for taking care of us. I can’t hold my liquor, sorry for making a fool of myself..."

Lie bro was dumbfounded.

Good guy, Wei Changming, you’re freaking something else!

This young master is seeing for the first time someone who can actually match me when it comes to coaxing women...

Han Lie sort of understood now why Yan Shuang was so devoted to him—looking that handsome and on top of that being a master of sweet talk, what woman could resist?

If this kid had set his sights on some big shot’s daughter and gone after her, who knows, he might’ve already leveraged that power to make a fortune by now...

So it was strange: why did Wei Changming marry Yan Shuang?

When you don’t get it, you ask.

"No rush with the drinking, have some fruit and let’s chat."

Han Lie waved his hand, told the two of them to set their glasses down, then started casually chatting with Wei Changming.

"Changming, where are you from? Which school did you graduate from?"

"Teacher Han, Xiaoshuang and I are both from Wuhu in Anhui Province, graduates of East China Normal. I majored in finance and auditing, Xiaoshuang in business administration..."

"Whoa, a double‑first‑class university, huh. Your learning ability’s better than mine, your future achievements definitely won’t be worse!"

As soon as Han Lie’s deliberate flattery came out, the corner of Wei Changming’s eye twitched; the extraocular muscle tugged at his eyeball, making his pupils contract slightly, reflecting a tiny spark in the light.

That was the flame of ambition.

Han Lie also took the opportunity to let his watch show, the big trapezoid diamonds gleaming with a hazy light, and every time Wei Changming saw it, envy surged deep in his eyes.

Chatting, drinking, bullshitting.

Han Lie’s questions always hit the right spots, and Wei Changming neither had any need to hide things nor any standing to, so before long, Han Lie had basically stripped him down to the bottom.

To read a person, look at their eyes.

Wei Changming’s inner temperament wasn’t as pure as his exterior. In the depths of his eyes there was always a flicker of ambition and desire, usually suppressed, but at certain moments particularly obvious.

For example, when President Qiu jokingly asked Han Lie, "Does Miss Pan check up on you?", Wei Changming’s expression finally cracked, his gaze showing pronounced resentment.

Then, after some skillful probing, Han Lie learned that Yan Shuang herself had once been a little princess from a wealthy family.

Her father had been a municipal official in Anhzhou, but left his post for some reason. The specifics were glossed over by Wei Changming, but Han Lie could roughly guess.

Anyway, back in university, Wei Changming had had multiple options. Among his classmates in the same department there was even the daughter of a top‑tier big shot—but her looks and physique were, well, pretty "meh", completely incomparable to Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang didn’t come from the best background, but among the girls from very good families, she was definitely the prettiest and sexiest one.

After a comprehensive comparison, Wei Changming ultimately chose Yan Shuang.

You had to admit he was pretty damn good—once he picked his target, he quickly and smoothly won her over, and eventually they walked into the marriage hall.

If nothing unexpected had happened, this would have been a classic urban legend of a poor kid relying on his face and sweet mouth to skip fifty years of struggle.

Handsome Wei had just graduated and already managed to enter the headquarters of Shangshi Group, which was solid proof. Unfortunately, right when he was at his most triumphant, something went wrong, he got kicked down to a subsidiary guarantee company in the Magic Capital, and ended up mixing there in a sorry state.

Actually, if their demands weren’t so high, the two of them had a fully paid‑off apartment in the city center of the Magic Capital, an Audi for a car, both working in state‑owned enterprises, little work for decent pay, earning 30k a month. They could live very well and very comfortably.

Yan Shuang was hot and sexy and devoted to Wei Changming. This was already the dream life of 95% of men in the world.

Yet Wei Changming wasn’t content. His mindset had already been twisted by the gap between what he had and what he thought he deserved.

Han Lie could tell that he actually regretted choosing Yan Shuang, annoyed with himself for not having seized those other opportunities back then.

Those backup options were all doing especially well, each one seemingly able to give him a powerful boost.

"I definitely can’t compare with Teacher Han, but back then I was a campus male god too..."

It sounded like drunken talk or a playful joke, but it already deeply reflected the resentment and imbalance in his heart.

Why is it that you get to ride your father‑in‑law’s coattails and soar?

When I’m obviously more handsome!

When I obviously had better and more chances!

By the time the drinks had really kicked in and the atmosphere was warm, Wei Changming could no longer tightly control his emotions, so he finally mustered the courage to make a move.

He went out to the bathroom, and when he came back he squeezed his wife inward and sat himself on the outside.

He did it very naturally, but as a result Yan Shuang was pressed tightly up against Han Lie.

He roughly shoved Yan Shuang over, then, acting like he was drunk, leaned across her to throw his arm around Han Lie’s shoulders, laughing freely in the throbbing music.

"Teacher Han, how about my wife? I’m not bragging—back in college she counted as one of that year’s campus belles. Half the guys in our dorm used her as material for jerking off..."