I agreed to be a kept man, but I'm still being punished by the system.

A young security guard came out of the guard booth, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, his face showing professional vigilance.

"Hello, this is visitor registration. Who are you looking for?"

The driver's side window slowly rolled down, revealing a head stained yellow.

It was Huang Mao.

This time, however, his arrogance vanished without a trace, and he became much more docile.

"Hello, brother, we're here to pay a visit. We're looking for Mr. Lin Yang. Could you tell us which building and number he lives in?"

Upon hearing the name "Lin Yang," the young security guard's eyes instantly became alert.

During the property management meeting, Manager Wang and the security captain repeatedly emphasized that this homeowner's situation was special, and any visitor who came looking for him must be strictly reported.

"Please wait a moment, I need to confirm with the homeowner."

The security guard's tone became businesslike.

"Okay, no rush."

Huang Mao was unusually easy to talk to; he even smiled at the security guard.

He turned his head and looked at the back seats.

The rear windows were tinted with dark film, making it impossible to see inside.

The blond-haired man's eyes held a hint of seeking permission.

After a moment, he seemed to receive some silent signal, and sat obediently in the driver's seat, waiting quietly.

Inside the guard booth, the young security guard Xiao Lu's hand, gripping the walkie-talkie, was damp with a fine layer of sweat.

He returned to the gatehouse and, without hesitation, dialed the private number of security captain Liu.

"Hey, Captain Liu, this is Xiao Lu." His voice was a little tense because of nervousness. "Just now... a Mercedes G-Class tried to come in, saying they were looking for Mr. Lin Yang."

On the other end of the phone, Captain Liu, the security guard who was sprawled on his sofa, chuckling to himself at the beautiful female livestreamer on Douyin, suddenly jerked his hand.

The phone slammed into his face with a "thud".

The excruciating pain instantly brought him to his senses. He didn't even bother to rub his face; he rolled off the sofa and grabbed his phone.

"Who are you looking for?!"

The young security guard, Xiao Lu, was startled by the shout and quickly repeated, "Lin Yang... Mr. Lin Yang."

"You fucking stay right there, I'm calling the manager right now!"

After shouting, Captain Liu hung up the phone, his fingers trembling as he flipped through his contacts and found the number of Manager Wang from the property management company.

Meanwhile, inside a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

Yellow Hair slammed his fist on the steering wheel in frustration.

"What's going on? Why is it taking so long?"

In the back seat, the third sister, who was resting with her eyes closed, didn't even lift her eyelids.

"Liu'er, be patient."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The blond-haired man immediately wilted, not daring to utter another word, and sat obediently.

Property manager Wang's phone rang; he was watching TV with his family at the time.

Manager Wang picked up his phone.

When he saw the caller ID "Security Team Leader Liu," his eyelids twitched.

"Hey, Manager!" Liu's voice carried a panicked tone, as if the sky were falling. "There's... there's someone driving a Mercedes looking for Mr. Lin Yang. Should we let them through?"

Manager Wang's temples throbbed.

Come again?

The 100,000 yuan compensation and the finance department's expense reimbursement form are still on his desk. Every time he sees them, he feels like he's been stabbed in the heart.

Don't let it out! Absolutely don't let it out!

But then I thought, this time I drove a Mercedes directly to his door and visited him by name. What if he really is a friend of Mr. Lin Yang?

If we neglect Lin Yang's guests...

Manager Wang felt he was stuck in a rut.

"Wait, let me call Mr. Lin and ask."

He hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and then found Lin Yang's phone number, a number he really didn't want to call again.

……

Room 2404.

Lin Yang watched Chen Wanjun eat in small bites and chatted with her casually.

Although the girl's speech was still intermittent, the light in her eyes made him feel that the meal was worthwhile.

Just then, my phone rang.

Lin Yang picked it up and saw a few words flashing on the screen.

[Manager Wang of Tianyue Property Management]

He swiped to answer the call, his tone slightly teasing.

"Hey, Manager Wang, what's wrong? Having financial difficulties?"

On the other end of the phone, Manager Wang didn't take Lin Yang's teasing to heart and just kept flattering him.

"Mr. Lin, good evening! No, that's not true. Your payment has already gone through the process and is just waiting for the boss's signature. It should arrive in your account as early as tomorrow!"

"Oh, so what's up with your call tonight?"

"That's right," Manager Wang's tone became increasingly respectful, "The security guard at the underground parking garage said a friend who drives a Mercedes is looking for you. Do you... want to see him?"

Benz?

Looking for me?

Lin Yang quickly went through the process in his mind.

Not many people know he lives here, and it seems like there's not a single person who can afford a Mercedes.

Su Man? Impossible, she has an access card.

Could it be...?

A thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't say it aloud.

"Manager Wang, is it convenient for us to go into your property management company's office now?"

"Convenient! So convenient! We have staff on duty, you can come anytime!"

"Okay." Lin Yang's voice became steady. "Tell the gatekeeper to have the person looking for me wait for me in the property management office."

"Okay, okay! I'll arrange it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yang looked at Chen Wanjun, who was almost finished eating.

"After you finish eating, get some rest. Don't work too late."

"I'm going out to take care of something."

Chen Wanjun nodded obediently, her dark eyes filled with trust.

Lin Yang turned and left, returning to room 2403 across the hall.

Without hesitation, he took off his expensive custom-made Jenion suit and put on an old, faded T-shirt, then a loose black jacket over it.

Last time he fought with Black Bull, his suit was almost ruined. It was a suit worth tens of thousands of yuan, and it would cost several hundred yuan to dry clean it. He still remembers that lesson.

It's better to be prepared.

The young security guard, Xiao Lu, received the captain's order and felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

He ran to the Mercedes, and the blond guy immediately rolled down the window.

"Mr. Lin wants you to wait for him at the property management office," Xiao Lu said businesslike. "Drive in, find an empty space, and then go up to the elevator near Building 2. That's the property management office."

"Thanks, bro."

Huang Mao was unusually polite.

The young security guard pressed a switch, and the fence slowly rose.

The black Mercedes-Benz G-Class let out a low growl and smoothly drove into the underground parking garage.

The car quickly stopped in the visitor parking space of Building 2.

The blond-haired man and the woman in the cheongsam got out of the car and entered the elevator.

In the property management office, there was only one middle-aged security guard on duty.

After they explained their purpose, the middle-aged security guard pointed to a set of black leather sofas in the corner of the lobby.

"That's the reception area. Let's wait there."

The two walked over and sat down.

The office was quiet, with only the slight hum of the air conditioner vents.

The blond-haired man seemed a little flustered, while the woman in the cheongsam leaned back leisurely on the sofa, surveying the place with a playful smile on her red lips.

She is waiting.

Then there was the young man who broke Black Bull's arm, yet also piqued the interest of her father.