Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 57: Saving Yasmin

Coincidentally, the waiter on duty was the same one who had received a tip from Ryan earlier.

"So you are Mr. Ryan's distinguished guests. Please come this way," the waiter said with utmost attentiveness, escorting them to the top floor in the elevator.

The Sky Garden Restaurant was well-known in Brisbane, famous for its unbeatable night view and exorbitant prices. It was a place ordinary people yearned for but rarely dared to visit.

"Manager, Mr. Ryan's guests!" the waiter called out.

The manager, approached immediately with a smile. "Dear guests, please come this way. Master Ryan is already waiting in the high seat."

Such impeccable service was bound to make anyone feel ecstatic, their vanity and desires heightened.

When they arrived at the most luxurious seat, Yasmin sighed and raised her head, which had been lowered in apprehension.

But she was stunned when she saw the person sitting there, sipping foreign wine from a glass. He looked familiar, and when she took a closer look, her mind went blank.

Ryan, a Literature major student who had been inexplicably hospitalized a few days ago, looked back at her in equal surprise, momentarily speechless.

The fat man, ever observant, quickly interjected, "Could it be that you know each other? That's good. It's easier to develop feelings if you're already acquainted."

"Ryan, Ryan!!!" Yasmin exclaimed, her voice trembling.

Facing her own student, Yasmin felt a wave of shame wash over her. But how could he, a seemingly poor student, be here, living the life of a top-tier super-rich second-generation?

"Teacher Yasmin!" Ryan responded, equally surprised. He then turned to the fat man and said firmly, "Change it!"

The fat man, panicking, pushed the stunned Yasmin forward, urging her to act. Yasmin, torn between shame, fear, and curiosity, thought of her parents and daughter. Gritting her teeth, she sat down next to Ryan, trembling as she said, "Why do you want to change? I... I can do it."

The fat man, standing nervously, chimed in, "Yes, she completely meets your requirements. Look at her figure, it's perfect." Ryan, touching his chin, replied, "Teacher Yasmin, I've had lustful thoughts about you, but I know you're not a casual woman. I think we should let it go."

"Your reputation is also very important. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this when we return to school," Ryan added.

Yasmin's heart ached at his words. If this were to get out, she would no longer be able to hold her head high. He said he wouldn't tell, but could she really trust him?

Now that she was here, why was she still hesitating? Yasmin, Yasmin, do you have any other options? she thought to herself.

With that, Yasmin bit her lower lip, placed a trembling hand on Ryan's thigh, and said softly, "Ryan, isn't the teacher beautiful? Or are you worried that I have a bad personality and will spoil your fun?"

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"That's not it. It's just that you're my teacher, so forget it," Ryan replied, his expression conflicted but with a hint of desire in his eyes.

Yasmin, leaning closer, let her mature and charming body press against him. She licked his neck through the thin fabric of his nightgown and whispered, "The teacher really needs your help."

"Having sex with your own teacher is more exciting, isn't it? Haven't your eyes always been fixed on my breasts?" she continued, her voice trembling but determined. The well-educated and usually reserved teacher was now exuding an irresistible allure.

The fat man, not daring to breathe, watched Ryan with bated breath.

"Student Ryan..." Yasmin murmured, her hand moving to touch Ryan's crotch through his pants. She blew hot air into his ear and whispered, "This year, I will give you my whole womanly side..."

"You like the teacher's breasts, right? I haven't even given my husband a tit job or a blowjob yet... These first times are all yours," she said, her voice dripping with temptation.

At this point, Ryan, who had long harbored lustful thoughts about her, could no longer resist.

"How much does she owe you?" Ryan asked the fat man.

"The debt is 500,000 plus interest, totaling 650,000," the fat man replied eagerly.

Ryan eyes filled with desire, said, "Send me your card number!"

"Yes, yes!" The fat man, overjoyed, immediately handed over his business card, which had the company's account number on the back.

Ryan, with one arm around Yasmin, who was still stiff with nervousness but gradually relaxed into his embrace, transferred 650,000 to the account provided by the fat man. It was clear that if they were bound together, he could spend money on her in any way he pleased.

The fat man, having received the payment, trembled with excitement. "I got it, Mr. Ryan!!!"

Ryan glanced at him and said, "Bring all the contracts here, not a single page less."

"I'll ask someone to get it right away. No, no—I'll go back and get it right away. It's in the company's safe."

The fat man left with many thanks. Yasmin then felt sad and looked at Ryan with a touch of strangeness. This guy was not at all noticeable among her students.

"Teacher, eat something first and wait for him to bring the food back."

Faced with that look, Ryan felt somewhat timid. He wanted to enjoy that pair of legendary breasts immediately, but, thinking that it would be a long night, he decided not to be too hasty.

After releasing her, Ryan called the waiter, "Two servings of Momo, and the rest can be arranged as you like—a midnight snack suitable for drinking will do."

Female Manager immediately poured a glass of wine for Yasmin.

Curious, she asked, "Student Ryan, are you used to having food here?"

Manager smiled calmly and replied, "Madam, Mr. Ryan is the VIP who tops up the most in our hotel. These are just his daily routine."

She then announced, "This bottle of Louis XIII in front of you is priced at fifty thousand. Please enjoy it."