Chapter 1855: The Swindler Is About to Go Crazy 1

Taotao frowned, "My credit is all used up. If I had known, I would have learned from Mengmeng to save my money; then I wouldn't be in a position where I can't even pull out a single cent right now..."

She chattered on and on, but Yang Zihao couldn't take in a single word!

He was about to go crazy.

Enduring the unpleasant smell and looking at that frightening face, he had spent all this time with this woman, only to find out she didn't even have any credit left?

Forget it. Since he couldn't squeeze any profit out of her, he didn't want to continue wasting time with her on useless talk.

"Taotao, it's getting late. You should head back early; it's not safe for a girl to go back too late."

He said it nicely, but he didn't offer to see her off.

"Alright, then I'm heading back. Goodbye!"

"Goodbye."

Yang Zihao smiled and waved at Taotao, while the little person inside his heart was raging: "Who the hell wants to see you again? Get lost. All I want is money, not you!"

The next day.

Mengmeng received a voice message on WeChat from Yang Zihao, asking to meet her.

Mengmeng refused: "No, I'm going on a blind date at noon; I don't have time."

Yang Zihao: "I'm leaving Jiangzhou very soon and have something very important to tell you. It will only take two minutes, it won't delay your blind date. Please, just come out and see me."

Mengmeng relented: "Alright, where are we meeting?"

"Suiyuan Cafe. I'll order your favorite cappuccino and wait for you."

At Suiyuan Cafe, Mengmeng arrived as promised.

She was wearing a white dress, a pink handbag, and Xiaobai shoes. Yang Zihao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Of the triplets, only Mengmeng was still relatively normal and more like a girl.

He had originally thought that someone like Mengmeng couldn't possibly lack suitors and would therefore be harder to deceive, which was why he hadn't focused his attention on her at first.

But his final hope still rested on Mengmeng; yesterday, Taotao had "accidentally" mentioned twice that among the three of them, Mengmeng was the wealthiest.

"Mengmeng, I'm over here."

She walked over and asked: "Didn't you say you had something very important to say? I'm here, you can say it now."

"Mengmeng, I'm very sad and truly have no one else to confide in, which is why I came to you. If what I say is wrong or offends you, I hope you can forgive me."

Yang Zihao was a veteran con artist who understood the psychology of young women well. He also confessed his feelings to Mengmeng, saying that the person he liked was her, not Taotao.

"Liar!"

Mengmeng splashed her lemonade in his face, very angry: "Since you like me, why didn't you choose me instead of Taotao? You big liar... emotional swindler. I like you too, you're so hateful, you're just too attractive to girls..."

Yang Zihao was startled at first, thinking his true colors had been exposed, but when Mengmeng confessed to him with tears streaming down her face, he realized he had overthought it.

"Don't cry, please don't cry. People who don't know might think I did something to you..." He pulled a few tissues from the box and thoughtfully helped her wipe away her tears.

Mengmeng broke into a smile through her tears and glared at him playfully: "It's all your fault. You're so handsome that the three of us have already fallen out over you. None of us are talking to each other; it's all your fault."

"Hehe, it really is my fault. It's all my bad. I shouldn't have felt that I wasn't good enough for you and therefore didn't choose you... I was just insecure. You are so wonderful, I was so afraid I wouldn't be worthy of you!"

After another round of sweet talk, Mengmeng was coaxed into beaming with joy.

Yang Zihao repeated his old trick, putting on a troubled look: "Mengmeng, I've run into some difficulties recently... Forget it, you shouldn't know, lest you think my intentions in approaching you aren't pure..."

Although Mengmeng's reaction wasn't as blunt as Youyou's or Taotao's, she still expressed her dissatisfaction: "You really are something. If you didn't want to say it, you shouldn't have brought it up in the first place. Since you've already started, it's not right to only say half of it. What do you mean? Do you think my feelings for you aren't pure and you want to test me?"

Of course not.

Yang Zihao hadn't expected Mengmeng to be so receptive. He immediately raised his right hand to swear: "Mengmeng, I promise, I'm not testing you. If I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning and meet a miserable end..."

Mengmeng hurriedly stood up from her seat and reached out her slender hand to cover his mouth: "I won't allow you to swear like that. What would I do if something happened to you?" As she spoke, her eyes were teary and she looked at Yang Zihao with deep affection.

"Alright, I promise you. So, shall I tell you?" Yang Zihao looked at Mengmeng with the same expression, feeling secretly overjoyed.

"Yes, tell me. As long as it's something I can do, I will definitely help you to prove my sincerity!" Mengmeng said.

Yang Zihao was so happy inside, he was practically ecstatic.

While happy, he also felt regret. If he had known that Mengmeng was this easy to deceive among the three sisters, why had he gone to such great lengths to provoke the other two first?

But he didn't dare to let his guard down, fearing he might end up with nothing.

He put on a very troubled look, and even though he had agreed to say it, he didn't express it readily, instead stammering and acting very coy before finally saying he was short on money!

Although he acted very troubled, he had made clear what he wanted to say.

After finishing, Yang Zihao "thoughtfully" said to Mengmeng: "I was just feeling upset, which is why I said these things to you. Don't take it as pressure; if it's inconvenient, I'll think of other ways to solve it."

He put on an "understanding" facade.

Mengmeng then asked: "How much are you short?"

"Forget it. This sum of money is actually nothing to me, but for a college student who just left school like you, it's still too much." Yang Zihao teased her again.

"How much is it? You have to tell me the total so I know if I have the ability to help you, right?"

Yang Zihao suppressed his inner ecstasy and said: "2.5 million. Just listen and forget it; how could you have that much money?"

Mengmeng replied very firmly: "I do, I have it!"

"Our family's financial situation is quite good. Since we were little, our parents have been very generous with our pocket money. Youyou and Taotao spend money lavishly and spend whatever they have, but I'm different from them. I like to save money. Never mind two million, even if you doubled it, I would still have it..."

Yang Zihao regretted it again.

He regretted it so much his guts turned green. He regretted stating a lower amount; if he had known Mengmeng was this easy to deceive, he should have asked for more.

But it didn't matter, there could be a next time...

Mengmeng didn't notice what he was plotting. She finished the last sip of her coffee and stood up: "Let's go, let's go to the bank to withdraw the money."

"Mengmeng, you're so kind. You're my lucky girl."

"You must treat me sincerely from now on..."

"Of course, I will never let you down!"

The two of them held hands and left the cafe, heading to the bank!

The bank.

The lobby manager received the two of them very enthusiastically, because Mengmeng was a VIP client of this bank and could enjoy many generous benefits.

For example, as soon as they entered the bank, the two were welcomed into the VIP client room, sat on the sofa, and bank staff thoughtfully served them drinks and small snacks.

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