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

Cheng Zhe stared at the words "Nurse Special" on the screen and swallowed hard.

I still insisted on replying, "Maybe next time. I have something to do tonight, so I won't go."

I locked the screen immediately after sending it, as if looking at it for even a second longer would make me waver.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh, his palms even sweating slightly.

Just a moment ago, the image of her in a nurse's uniform had already appeared in my mind, and my body was already feeling a little hot, almost moved to agree.

But reason eventually brought him back to his senses. He couldn't be without self-control. If he indulged in Zhang Shiyi's gentleness without restraint, he would ruin everything sooner or later.

Furthermore, even with a strong physique, one cannot withstand such torment.

He endured this agonizing wait until the end of the workday, then went to wait downstairs at Lin Weiwei's company, his eyes darting around nervously, afraid that Lin Weiwei would notice something amiss.

Thinking about his entanglement with Zhang Shiyi last night, Cheng Zhe felt guilty even as he breathed.

Not long after, Lin Weiwei walked gracefully over, wearing a light apricot-colored dress and flat shoes.

Upon seeing Cheng Zhe, she smiled and softly called out, "Cheng Zhe."

She naturally took his arm and walked side by side, her words full of anticipation: "Once you pick up your car, I can sit in the passenger seat. I can already imagine you driving; it will definitely look so cool."

"On weekends, we can drive to the suburbs to relax, bring some fruit and snacks, and park by the roadside to enjoy the scenery."

She became happier and happier as she talked, completely unaware of the strange behavior of the people around her.

Cheng Zhe nodded gently in agreement with her words, but his eyes were fixed on her eyes.

He stopped and gently took Lin Weiwei's hand, his voice unusually earnest: "Weiwei, I will definitely treat you well from now on, and do everything I can to give you the life you want."

Lin Weiwei's smile froze for a moment, then her eyes crinkled into a smile.

With a hint of confusion and shyness, she asked softly, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Cheng Zhe didn't explain much, but simply repeated, "I just wanted to tell you that I will be good to you."

Lin Weiwei's cheeks flushed under his gaze, and she quickly lowered her head, saying, "I...I understand."

After saying that, she secretly glanced at Cheng Zhe, and seeing that he was still looking at her, she quickly lowered her head, her cheeks already flushed.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Weiwei slowly spoke, "By the way, Cheng Zhe, I'm planning to go to a newly opened restaurant with my best friend after get off work in a couple of days. Do you want to come along?"

She added, "When I told them I had a boyfriend, they didn't believe me and insisted that I bring him out to show them."

"Okay, this time I'll show them how reliable my boyfriend is."

"I need to have a serious talk with them about how you protected me that day."

When she said the word "boyfriend," her voice lowered even more, and a blush spread across her cheeks again, her eyes full of anticipation.

Cheng Zhe smiled and replied, "Sure, I don't have anything else to do anyway."

"Really? That's great!" Lin Weiwei's eyes lit up instantly, and she gently patted his arm.

"I'll talk to my best friend later and we'll reserve a table in advance."

She chattered on about the restaurant's ambiance and signature dishes, her tone full of anticipation for the gathering.

Back in his apartment complex, Cheng Zhe opened the door, lay down on the sofa, and finally could relax for a while.

Dealing with all these things left him somewhat exhausted.

Before he could catch his breath, his phone started vibrating repeatedly. The moment the screen lit up, a series of messages from Zhang Shiyi appeared on his screen.

"Little brother, are you really not coming? The nurse's uniform is all ready." The message was followed by several pitiful emojis, with a hint of flirtation in every word.

Cheng Zhe stared at the screen, his breath catching in his throat.

His instinct was to throw the phone aside and pretend he hadn't seen it.

But Zhang Shiyi's alluring appearance from last night kept flashing through his mind, and he remembered how he had enjoyed her tenderness just yesterday.

It's really not right for her to turn her back on me and ignore me today.

After hesitating for a few minutes, he replied, "Just got home, a little tired."

The message had barely been sent when Zhang Shiyi replied instantly: "Want me to give you a massage? Professional nurse service, I guarantee you'll feel comfortable."

Seeing the ambiguous words on the screen, Cheng Zhe suppressed the heat in his heart and changed the subject: "No need, what have you been doing today?"

And so, the two of them started chatting casually.

Zhang Shiyi knew how to chat; she talked about the interesting things that happened during the day and talked about her work.

She also posted a few selfies in a nurse's uniform, looking languid and alluring.

Before I knew it, it was past 11 p.m.

Zhang Shiyi sent a final message: "It's late, I'm going to sleep. Don't you dare refuse me next time, okay?"

Cheng Zhe replied with "Goodnight" and then locked the screen.

He leaned back on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The phone rang urgently again, and the caller ID showed Zhao Ya.

Cheng Zhe frowned, clearly unwilling.

He really didn't want to answer this young delinquent's call so late, especially since he had been up until 5 a.m. last night and was exhausted, wanting nothing more than to get some rest.

But when the third phone call rang, Cheng Zhe finally sighed helplessly, knowing that he couldn't avoid it.

He reached for his phone and pressed the answer button.

"Feed?" Cheng Zhe pressed the answer button, his tone revealing his undisguised fatigue and impatience.

"Zhao Ya, when will this ever end...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a scream came through the receiver, accompanied by a noisy background, a voice trembling with tears and panic: "Cheng Zhe! Help me! Help me!"

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Cheng Zhe's heart sank suddenly. The sobbing voice on the receiver, mixed with the man's coaxing and the sound of glass clattering, pierced his ears.

"Address! Tell me the address now!" He raised his voice, his previous fatigue instantly washed away by his anxiety.

Zhao Ya's voice was broken and intermittent, with a heavy nasal tone and the smell of alcohol: "They forced me to drink..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a burst of laughter, followed by shouts of "Stop pretending, little beauty!" Then came Zhao Ya's violent coughing, as if she had choked on alcohol, and she was so breathless that she almost passed out: "Please... I can't take it anymore."

The noise from Cheng Zhe's receiver amplified instantly, and Zhao Ya's sobbing, reeking of alcohol, suddenly turned into soft, helpless moans, mixed with struggling whimpers: "Don't...don't touch me! Let go!"

Then came the clinking of glasses and Zhao Ya's struggling screams: "No! I can't drink anymore!"

Another violent coughing fit followed, then her tearful, panting pleas: "No...don't touch me...I'll drink it, I'll drink it, okay?"

"I...I'm at Starlight Bar."

Just as Cheng Zhe was about to ask for more details, a series of noises came through the receiver, and then the call was abruptly disconnected.

He stared at the blacked-out phone screen, his expression grave.

This young delinquent, relying on her looks and a fearless, rebellious spirit, spends her days wandering around all sorts of shady places.

She always thought she could handle any situation, but when she actually encountered those shameless scoundrels, her little bit of cleverness was simply not enough.

The sobbing and struggling sounds on the phone, along with the flippant coaxing and commotion in the background, pierced Cheng Zhe's heart like needles.

If she had been a second later, something terrible might have happened to her.