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

When Cheng Zhe pushed open the door and entered the house, the floor lamp in the living room was still casting a dim yellow light. Zhang Shiyi was curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone. Hearing the noise, she didn't even look up and said, "Oh, Boss Cheng finally decided to come back? What time is it? Which female classmate were you hanging out with this time?"

Just as Cheng Zhe was about to say something in his defense, a pretty figure suddenly ran out of the bedroom and threw herself into his arms.

"Ah Zhe!" Zhao Ya looked up at him with her eyes pleading, her voice sweet and cloying, "You're finally back! I've been waiting for you for so long."

He patted Zhao Ya on the back, glanced helplessly at Zhang Shiyi, and gestured for her to stop making a fuss.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiyi smiled smugly, but didn't press the matter further. She turned and sat back on the sofa, picking up the remote control and starting to press buttons.

Zhao Ya was completely unaware of the undercurrent between the two. She wrapped her arms around Cheng Zhe's neck and whispered sweetly in his ear, "Zhe, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Since Zhang Cuiting moved in, Zhao Ya has always said she wants to stay with her mother, and she sleeps in the same room with her mother every night. The two of them haven't shared a bed for a long time.

He looked down at the woman in his arms and noticed that she was wearing a silk slip dress that revealed a lot of skin, making her look sexy and alluring.

Clearly, she had dressed up on purpose.

She took Cheng Zhe's hand and walked towards the bedroom. As they passed the sofa, she simply greeted Zhang Shiyi casually, "Sister Shiyi, let's go back to our room and rest."

I went into the bedroom and closed the door.

Zhao Ya leaned against Cheng Zhe's chest and said with a hint of confusion, "Zhe, I've noticed that Mom seems to be acting a little strange lately."

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Cheng Zhe asked as he smoothed her hair.

"I can't quite put my finger on it, it's just a feeling..." Zhao Ya frowned and thought back carefully.

"She's been paying way too much attention to us lately. And she's been asking us a lot of questions about...the details of what happened between us."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhe's expression instantly turned unnatural, and a sense of embarrassment welled up inside him.

He naturally understood why Zhang Cuiting was asking these questions.

"He was probably just asking casually, don't overthink it," Cheng Zhe said dismissively, avoiding Zhao Ya's gaze.

Zhao Ya, still curious, tilted her head and muttered, "Just asking that casually? Could it be that Mom is lonely too?"

"What did you say?" Cheng Zhe's eyes widened suddenly, shocked and completely unprepared for Zhao Ya to say such a thing.

Zhao Ya, however, looked completely at ease, her tone casual and even a little lawless: "What's so surprising about that? They say thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger, and Mom is right at that tiger-like age, isn't it normal to be lonely?"

Zhao Ya then added, to herself, "And I suspect she definitely has a boyfriend."

"My mom is so beautiful. She must have been a great beauty when she was young. Even now, at her age, she must still have a lot of suitors."

Zhao Ya's words were like a thunderbolt, making Cheng Zhe's mind buzz and instantly filling him with embarrassment.

He secretly groaned inwardly, unaware that Zhang Cuiting's "target" was none other than himself.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Cheng Zhe frowned and scolded urgently, "Don't talk nonsense like that. What will people think if word gets out?"

Seeing Cheng Zhe's strong reaction, Zhao Ya pouted and muttered in a light tone, "I was just saying it casually, and I have evidence."

Cheng Zhe suddenly paused, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What evidence? What did you find?"

Zhao Ya snuggled closer to Cheng Zhe, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously, "I bought a lot of those you use before, but now there are more than thirty missing! It definitely couldn't have been Sister Shiyi who came in to take them."

At this point, she looked up at Cheng Zhe triumphantly, her tone certain: "That's why I suspect Mom has a boyfriend, otherwise why would she use that?"

Cheng Zhe's face instantly turned bright red, so embarrassed he wished he could disappear into the ground.

He was secretly annoyed. When he was in the mood with those two earlier, he casually took it from the drawer without thinking much about it. He didn't expect Zhao Ya to count it carefully. He had really miscalculated.

Before Zhao Ya could finish speaking, she frowned and added, "And they definitely do it a lot! I check the drawers every day after get off work, and sometimes Mom takes six or seven things in a single day! It's terrifying, my mom is amazing!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhe's expression instantly twisted, looking as if he were about to be buried.

He felt a chill run down his spine and his whole body stiffen. In Zhao Ya's unknowing imagination, her mother had completely transformed into a sexually frustrated and horny middle-aged woman.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

After a long pause, Cheng Zhe managed to mumble, "Maybe...maybe Auntie has really been cooped up all these years alone."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he wanted to slap himself; the more he tried to explain, the worse it got.

Zhao Ya, oblivious to the embarrassment in his tone, continued, "That's right! And I've noticed my mom's become incredibly playful lately; she's even secretly wearing my white stockings!"

Cheng Zhe's heart, which had just begun to relax, instantly leaped into his throat again. His body stiffened abruptly, and he hurriedly asked, "How...how did you know?"

"I have my own rules and methods for where I put my clothes and how I fold them," Zhao Ya said with a confident expression.

"When I was cleaning out my closet last time, I found that my JK uniform and white stockings had been touched. I checked them carefully, and there were even signs that they had been worn!"

"Think about it, besides my mom who shares a room with me, who else in the house would wear my JK uniform and stockings? It's definitely her!"

Cheng Zhe's cheeks flushed instantly; he had really been careless this time.

Just then, Zhao Ya seemed to suddenly realize some earth-shattering secret. Her eyes widened, and she quickly shrank further into Cheng Zhe's arms.

Lowering her voice even further, she whispered with incredulous surprise, "Zhe, I just realized! She wouldn't be doing one of those role-playing games, would she? Like, playing a little girl? Otherwise, why would she dress like that?"

He forced a calm demeanor and said casually, "Maybe...maybe your mother also wants to seek some excitement."

She secretly groaned to herself, silently saying to Zhang Cuiting's room: "Auntie, I'm sorry, it seems that in your daughter's eyes, your image is completely ruined."

Zhao Ya suddenly looked up, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with sly excitement. She leaned close to Cheng Zhe's ear and said, "Let's play this too! Let's make it a little more exciting! When we're doing 'that' later, you call my mom's name, but remember to keep it quiet, whatever you do, don't let her hear!"