Urban System: Beautiful lady, I really didn't steal your black stockings!

Zhang Cuiting nestled beside Cheng Zhe, a hint of shyness still lingering on her shoulders, her mind just recovering from the day's turmoil.

Cheng Zhe brought up the matter of buying a house.

"I plan to buy a house in Yunlan Mansion, and you and your daughter can move there in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Cuiting froze, her gentle expression vanishing and replaced by panic.

She looked up at Cheng Zhe, her eyes full of surprise: "No, no, Cheng, this won't do!"

Zhao Ya, who was leaning against Cheng Zhe's other side, blinked blankly upon hearing this, her face full of confusion.

She didn't have much of a concept of buying a house, only vaguely feeling that it was a big deal, but she didn't understand why Zhang Cuiting was reacting so strongly.

Cheng Zhe pressed down on Zhang Cuiting's restless hand, interrupting her: "I've already made up my mind, there's no need to say anything more."

He softened his tone slightly: "It's a 200-square-meter, five-bedroom apartment in Yunlan Mansion, it should be quite spacious."

The house that Cheng Zhe mentioned was not the same one as the houses owned by Shen Yating and Chen Fengping, but rather a different building in the same residential complex.

Now he often travels back and forth between the two places, which inevitably causes some trouble.

If the girls lived in the same neighborhood, it would be convenient for him to visit each other and make it easier for them to take care of one another.

He reached out and pinched Zhao Ya's cheek, then added to the two of them, "I'll take you to see the house in a few days when I have some free time. If you're satisfied, we'll make a decision."

"Also," Cheng Zhe's gaze swept across the mother and daughter's faces, and he said solemnly, "the property certificate for the house will include your and Zhao Ya's names, as a guarantee I'm giving you."

These words finally broke Zhang Cuiting's resistance.

She opened her mouth, but the words of refusal that were on the tip of her tongue remained unspoken. Her eyes instantly reddened, and glistening tears welled up in them. Her gaze towards Cheng Zhe was filled with deep emotion.

I was moved, uneasy, and filled with indescribable gratitude.

Zhao Ya then belatedly realized that she had heard of Yunlan Mansion quite a few times. It was one of the top-tier residential areas in the area, where a single house could easily cost several million yuan.

She vaguely remembered someone saying that a large penthouse in Yunlan Mansion would cost at least six million.

The number stunned her instantly. She stared blankly at Cheng Zhe, her eyes filled with disbelief, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Cuiting finally couldn't hold back her tears. She threw herself into Cheng Zhe's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and said in a choked voice, "Xiao Cheng, you don't need to spend so much... This house is too expensive. My daughter and I can live in an old neighborhood."

"You've been good enough to us, I can't accept something so valuable from you."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and tears clung to his chest.

Zhang Cuiting never imagined she could live in such a nice house, and she didn't want Cheng Zhe to spend so much money because of her.

Cheng Zhe gently patted her back, his movements gentle yet firm.

"Now that you've followed me, I certainly won't treat you unfairly." His voice carried a reassuring power.

"Yunlan Prefecture has a good environment and is safe, so I feel at ease letting you stay there."

He continued, "I've already planned out the rooms. You and your daughter will each have your own room, plus Shiyi's. We can also use two more rooms as a storage room and a children's room."

Upon hearing Zhang Shiyi's name, the confusion in Zhao Ya's eyes gradually faded.

Actually, after spending this time together, she had already sensed that something was wrong.

Although Zhang Shiyi always appeared as "cousin", she was always exceptionally affectionate towards Cheng Zhe, and the atmosphere between the two was far more than just that of cousins.

Later, after Cheng Zhe's confession, she finally understood that Zhang Shiyi was his lover.

At first, she felt wronged and resentful, and she also hoped that Cheng Zhe could only be good to her.

But as the days went by, seeing Cheng Zhe's meticulous care for her and her mother, her resentment gradually faded.

Moreover, after spending so much time together, she and Zhang Shiyi had long been able to talk about anything, so she naturally accepted her.

She no longer clung to the idea of ​​having only one person. As long as Cheng Zhe continued to treat her and her daughter well and provided them with a stable life, she would be content.

Hearing that Cheng Zhe had specially reserved a room for Zhang Shiyi, she showed no dissatisfaction, simply nodding gently and leaning obediently on Cheng Zhe's shoulder.

Zhang Cuiting leaned against Cheng Zhe's chest, her sobs gradually subsiding, but she was still choked with emotion.

She knew Cheng Zhe's temperament; once he made a decision, he wouldn't easily change it.

This heartfelt gesture moved her deeply, yet also made her feel guilty.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, looked up at Cheng Zhe, her eyes filled with emotion: "Then...then we'll serve you well from now on and make you satisfied."

Cheng Zhe looked at her reddened eyes, lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then ruffled Zhao Ya's hair, saying in a gentle tone, "It's fine as it is now. Let's call Shi Yi to come in and sleep later."

The atmosphere in the bedroom was warm and peaceful. Zhang Cuiting nestled in Cheng Zhe's arms, and her unease gradually dissipated, leaving only a feeling of warmth.

Zhao Ya leaned against the side, looking at the two people beside her, a faint smile on her lips, feeling a sense of peace in her heart.

She knew that from now on, she and her mother would have a real home.

When Zhang Shiyi pushed open the door, her long hair, which had just been washed, was loosely tied behind her head, with tiny water droplets clinging to the ends, making her cheeks appear even whiter.

She glanced at the three people on the bed, paused, a gentle smile flashing in her eyes, and tiptoed to the bedside, her voice soft: "Cheng Zhe, Sister Cui Ting, Xiao Ya."

Cheng Zhe looked up at her and patted the empty seat beside him: "Come sit down."

Zhang Shiyi obediently sat down, her gaze first falling on Zhang Cuiting's reddened eyes, and asked, "Sister Cuiting, did Cheng Zhe cause you trouble again?"

Her words were half-joking and half-concerned; the relationship between the group had already been made public, and they spoke without any restraint.

Zhang Cuiting was a little embarrassed by her question and shook her head: "It's because Xiao Cheng is so thoughtful. He bought us a house in Yunlan Mansion and even specially reserved a room for you."

As she spoke, a warmth welled up in her eyes, and her gaze towards Cheng Zhe was full of dependence.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiyi's eyes lit up. She turned to look at Cheng Zhe, her voice brimming with surprise: "Really? Yunlan Mansion? That's a very high-end residence."

Although she didn't feel as unworthy as Zhang Cuiting, she was clear that Cheng Zhe had put a lot of thought into this arrangement.

It wasn't a perfunctory arrangement, but rather a genuine inclusion of her in this small circle, giving her a sense of belonging and security.

Cheng Zhe looked at the excitement in her eyes, a playful smile playing on his lips, and said in a deliberately mysterious tone, "We'll talk about the house in a few days. There's just one thing left to do."

Upon hearing this, all three women looked at him with puzzled expressions.

Zhang Cuiting spoke first, her voice tinged with curiosity: "What's missing? Are there still some procedures that haven't been completed?"

Zhao Ya nodded in agreement, her eyes full of confusion. In her opinion, if such a big deal as buying a house was settled, what else was there to lack?

Seeing the three of them looking puzzled, Cheng Zhe didn't keep them in suspense and pulled Zhang Shiyi into his arms.

He gently pulled her down onto the bed, his arm around her lightly. He then looked up at Zhao Ya and said, "There's no rush for any formalities or arrangements. The only thing missing is Shi Yi and Xiao Ya. Who should have a baby first to add some life to our little family?"