Chapter 160: Meher’s Squeeze

"This child has always refused to date and said she wanted to study hard."

"She also kept saying she was gay or something, using not liking men as an excuse to deal with those pursuers."

"Until now I haven’t seen her date anyone, so I was anxious. I was a little worried she specifically found a gay man to fool me."

This excuse was somewhat acceptable. Ryan nodded and said, "Indeed. At our school, Abigail has always loudly claimed to be gay."

"This dead child. Who acts like such a loudspeaker like her? What kind of underworld method is this?"

Meher could not help but scold coquettishly. She seemed very satisfied with the intimate way he called her Abigail, and continued asking, "What business does your family do?"

"This, it’s not convenient to disclose, but they are all legal businesses."

Ryan brushed it off. "Sister Meher, I won’t take over the family business. Right now it’s all professional managers. Second-generation founders randomly starting businesses can easily lose the family fortune."

"Understood, understood!"

Meher said again, "Abigail told me that being with you is not a match in family status, and you two won’t get married. Is that really true?"

I don’t want to commit bigamy. Besides, Ryan was still a student. How could he think about marriage? That was ages away.

But since Abigail had said it, Ryan could only admit helplessly, "This, the future is uncertain. It’s just that there is this possibility."

"Sigh, this dead child!!!"

Meher sighed, then said very seriously, "But knowing there is no ending with you and still being with you, I think this child probably likes you quite a lot."

"We get along very well!!"

Ryan admitted, "Sister Meher, don’t worry, no matter what the future holds, my feelings for Abigail will always be genuine."

"That’s good!!"

Meher launched a soul-searching question: "That dead kid said the 400,000 was earned by her. Honestly, even selling organs couldn’t give that much money overnight."

"Besides, I also know about sales. Usually the bonus is only given after the formal down payment is paid and the loan contract is signed. She still wants to fool me with this."

Ryan did not understand this. Generally speaking, it was probably like that, but that was for mortgage loans.

Ryan was one of the rare rich people who bought a luxury house in full payment. Add Angler’s deliberate flattery, so the bonus was paid the next day.

Meher looked fully confident and said reproachfully, "Honestly, did you lend this money?"

There was no need to explain so much. Since she was so certain, Ryan nodded and said, "That’s right, I gave it to her."

Meher looked like it was exactly as expected, like this old lady had predicted it perfectly, and immediately said with emotion, "Classmate Ryan, you two are still studying. Is it appropriate to casually lend such a large amount of money?"

"Besides, if people find out, how will they look at Abigail?"

"Especially if your family finds out. You suddenly spent so much money on a girl. In their eyes, what kind of person does Abigail become?"

"And as soon as she got the money, she slept with you. A situation like this will inevitably lead to gossip no matter how you think about it."

Meher was certain it was borrowed, so naturally there was that kind of suspicion in her eyes again. She was still doubting whether the relationship between the two was real.

As she spoke, her eyes drifted uncontrollably, and she said, "Classmate Ryan, are you sure you are not lying to me??"

"How can I make you believe it?"

Ryan was also a little helpless. Without directly piercing through the window paper, he really did not know how to explain.

At this moment, Meher, who was very close, suddenly moved. Ryan was completely unprepared and could not react at all.

With one hand, she grabbed Ryan’s dick through his pants. She squeezed very hard, and a crushing pain immediately came. Under the pain, Ryan instinctively opened his legs.

"Fuck, what are you doing..."

From the pain, he instinctively cursed.

Meher giggled, slightly relaxed her grip, then said with a smile, "It’s hard for me to believe. You should be someone Abigail found to trick me, and that video was also Photoshopped, right?"

"Damn, I really did fuck her!!!"

Seeing her sharp eyes and feeling the pain, Ryan did not dare struggle for the moment.

"Hehe, stop pretending. That video is so blurry. Either it was Photoshopped or you two found a good angle and posed for it."

Meher sneered, "Fine, the 600,000 was borrowed. But you also said you could even pay two million. Do you really take me for a three-year-old child?"

"Don’t move!"

When Ryan struggled slightly, Meher’s expression turned fierce. "Your mouth is so tough, still acting for me here. Move again and I’ll squeeze your balls until they burst."

"What exactly will make you believe?"

Seeing that she did not look like she was joking, Ryan immediately became obedient and did not dare move. When he spoke, his face was full of bitter smiles.

"I know dozens of gay men. Whether you are real or fake, I can verify it at a glance."

Meher said with a smile, "You’d better be honest. This old lady is not a vegetarian."

"Put your hands out!"

Meher said, "Put your wrists together."

Her hand gripping his balls exerted a little force. Ryan had no choice but to honestly extend his hands. Doing what she said was exactly like waiting to be handcuffed in a TV drama.

"Very good. Be honest and you won’t suffer. Maybe I’ll even let you feel good."

As Meher spoke, she took out a zip tie. With one hand pinching his testicles and the other she tied Ryan’s hands together, especially tightly. You could imagine how nimble her hands were.

"Don’t think you can break free. This thing looks small, but its restraint is very strong."

"When police officers arrest people, if there aren’t enough handcuffs, they use this as a substitute. Don’t waste your strength."

Only then did Meher release the hand pinching his testicles. Looking fully confident, she said, "Don’t think about running either. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you."

Ryan tried in surprise. He really could not break free. Even though it was just a small plastic strip, there was really no way.

In that instant, she grabbed one of Ryan’s feet and pressed his ankle against the corner of the cabinet, tying it directly. This way, Ryan had no way to run even if he wanted to.

"Stop messing around. What exactly do you want to do?"

Looking at Meher’s proud expression, Ryan swallowed nervously, feeling a little afraid.

"Don’t be afraid. Even if you came to trick me, I won’t be angry. At least you treated Abigail as a friend and helped with this."

"Abigail also tells me interesting things from university, gossip like which guy is rich and which girl is pretty."

"But she has almost no friends at university. This name Ryan is the first time I’ve heard it. As for your identity, I can’t help but doubt it."

"As for some things, I’ll have an answer after verifying them myself."

Meher’s hand pressed onto Ryan’s pants and she said lightly, "Gay men and lesbians are different. Because lesbians are timid and under great social pressure, at least half or more will still choose to compromise, marry, and have children."

"Looking at the proportion of bisexuals, women are easily moved. Actually, eighty percent are bisexual... but for gay men, the proportion of bisexuals is very low."