Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 132 : Drunk Guy

Ryan didn't say anything. He wiped his mouth and said softly, "Young Master Gansler, if you have any offense, you can just tell me."

"And you two, you must have taken the trouble to carefully arrange this for me this evening."

Yammir and Zaiden's faces changed when they heard this. Yammir quickly explained, "Brother, this is really not what you think. We don't mean that..."

"He, he's drunk and mad, Brother Ryan, don't bother with him!"

Gansler wasn't as gentle as he appeared. He walked up to Anglian and slapped him in the face, then pulled him hard and tried to drive him away.

"Who told you to chase him away?"

Ryan lit up a cigarette and said lightly, "Gansler, you want to say this is a misunderstanding. Guess whether I believe it or not."

"This, Brother Ryan, is really a misunderstanding!"

Gansler felt like crying but had no tears.

Ryan tapped the ash off his cigarette and said softly, "From my perspective, do you believe it?"

After hearing this, everyone fell silent.

At this moment, Yana had lowered her head and was softly sobbing. Lyla kept comforting her, feeling a bit at a loss.

However, Lyla said indignantly, "Even if you're her ex-boyfriend, you shouldn't be saying these things."

"Besides, Yana is such a strong person. How could she cry like this, just like you said..."

Anglian was already drunk and blurted out, "Fck... what a bitch, acting all reserved. I was so rich, and she still didn't agree to be with me. After I fucked her, she still bled like any other virgin."

Zaiden finally realized something and said through gritted teeth, "Your cousin, the one who caused a rape case five years ago and turned your family upside down, right?"

Before Gansler could explain, Anglian shouted, "Rape my ass! It wasn't my fault. It's that bitch who didn't know her place, fck..."

As soon as he said this, the room fell into complete silence. Ryan asked again, "Gansler, so, this dinner tonight was to humiliate my woman, right?"

"No, no, Brother Ryan, I really didn't know!" Gansler panicked and tried to explain.

Ryan quietly extinguished his cigarette and said softly, "Now, explanations aren't necessary anymore."

With that, Ryan stood up and said, "Yana, crying isn't like you. If you were wronged back then, now you have the means to get your revenge."

"Brother Ryan, you..." Gansler was instantly flustered.

Ryan took a step forward and smiled eerily, saying, "Young Master Gansler, hold him down for me!"

"And you two, whether this dinner was intentional or not, you've caused me such discomfort. At the very least, you owe me an explanation."

Ryan's gaze turned sharp as he said, "Zaiden, Yammir. If you don't want trouble, you can leave now."

The exchange of glances happened almost instantly, so quickly that no one else noticed.

On one side was a guy who relied on Gansler's family's old connections, protected by Gansler's mother, a troublemaker who didn't even qualify as a rich second-generation heir.

On the other side was a true gold-tier benefactor who could casually spend hundreds of millions, buying luxury mansions outright for his women. Even without the mansions, the amount he spent on Ferraris alone was enough to shock anyone.

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The difference was clear...

Moreover, tonight's dinner was arranged by Yammir, and they were at Gansler's place. Anglian's outburst had embarrassed both of them.

To make matters worse, Zaiden was also present. Anglian's behavior showed no respect for anyone, and his drunkenness was no excuse—he deserved to be taught a lesson.

What's more, Ryan had always been polite and respectful, even comparable to a waiter, which made them feel that this was the demeanor of someone from a prestigious family.

Now, Ryan was addressing them by their full names, a clear sign that his anger was out of control. Everyone was worried that this anger might turn toward them.

Seeing Ryan pick up another cigarette, Zaiden leaned over and lit it for him, saying, "Go turn off the surveillance."

"Got it!" Gansler didn't hesitate at all. He had never liked his troublemaker cousin.

Even without the luxury cars and mansions, Ryan had already spent over ten million dollars on gifts alone. Such extravagance was not something an ordinary person could afford.

Gansler pushed Anglian inside and closed the door before going to turn off the external surveillance...

"Hey, Brother Zaiden, Brother Yammir, this b*tch... what does she have to do with you? Did you sleep with her too? Just play around and forget about it. Why are you standing up for her?"

Anglian was getting anxious and said, "This b*tch, she almost got me jailed back then. I was locked up for almost half a year and had to pay so much money. What's wrong with me saying a few things about her?"

He was genuinely panicking. Normally, even his cousin couldn't afford to offend people like Zaiden and Yammir, who now grabbed him from both sides and pinned him down on the table.

"Don't use the liquor bottles, they're too hard and might knock him out too quickly. If he passes out, there's no fun left!"

Yammir grinned sinisterly and said, "Bring over a case of beer. The glass bottles are more brittle..."

It was clear they had done this kind of thing before. However, Ryan shook his head and said softly, "Yana, don't cause trouble for others. Don't use any bottles. If they break and cut your hands, I'll be the one who's heartbroken."

"Okay!" Yana, her face streaked with tears, stepped forward and started slapping Anglian one after another.

The sound of slaps echoed through the room. Although it looked fierce, the actual damage wasn't severe since a girl's strength wasn't that great.

But the humiliation was intense. Anglian shouted, "Bitch, I'll kill you... damn it..."

"Don't give me a chance, or I'll not only ruin your virgin pussy but also tear open your ass..."

He slurred his insults, clearly drunk and emotionally charged. His vulgar language made Yana even more heartbroken. She burst into tears, covering her face and squatting down, not knowing what to do.