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

Just after seven o'clock in the evening, before Cheng Zhe could even tune the TV in the living room to the channel he wanted to watch, Zhao Ya affectionately took his arm, her fingertips warm and firm, and pulled him toward the bedroom without giving him a chance to refuse.

"Ah Zhe, you look so tired today. Let's get some rest, I'll help you relax." Her voice was soft, but Cheng Zhe felt as heavy as an iron chain, and his steps became sluggish.

A few minutes after entering the bedroom, the door was gently pushed open again, and Zhang Cuiting walked in carrying a glass of warm milk, her face showing an unnatural submissiveness.

"Zhe, you've worked hard these past few days. Have a glass of milk to nourish yourself." She handed him the glass, as if acknowledging Zhao Ya's arrangement.

Cheng Zhe took the milk, wanting to say something, but Zhao Ya pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed: "Mom, sit down too, let's keep Zhe company."

That night, Cheng Zhe slept fitfully, with Zhao Ya and Zhang Cuiting close to him on either side, their warm breaths falling on his neck, his arms held tightly, making even turning over a luxury.

He could clearly feel the body temperature of the two people beside him, but he only felt tense all over.

He didn't know what time it was in the middle of the night, but when the breathing around him gradually became even, Cheng Zhe dared to slowly open his eyes and carefully move his body in the faint moonlight coming in from the window.

He held his breath, slowly pried Zhao Ya's fingers off his arm, and gently pushed away Zhang Cuiting's hand on his waist, a thin layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

Having finally managed to extricate himself from the two of them, Cheng Zhe didn't even have time to put on his shoes properly before tiptoeing towards the bedroom door, as if a raging flood was chasing him.

The living room lights were off, with only the television casting a dim light. The screen flickered on and off, and Zhang Shiyi was curled up on the sofa.

She was hugging a cushion, legs crossed, leisurely watching TV, clearly not asleep yet.

Cheng Zhe, as if grasping at a lifeline, rushed over and squatted down beside the sofa. His voice was extremely low and filled with pleading: "Shiyi, please help me. If this continues, I'm really going to be drained dry. I can't hold on any longer!"

His eyes were full of exhaustion, with visible red veins in the back of his eyes, and he was even panting when he spoke.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiyi turned her head, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with a mocking "I knew it would turn out this way" attitude.

"Hey, what's wrong with Young Master Cheng? Weren't you looking quite dashing with one woman on each arm the other the other day?" She deliberately shrank further into the sofa.

"Now you're scared? Who told you to be so dishonest, keeping so many women around you? You deserve it."

Cheng Zhe was so anxious he almost raised his voice, then quickly lowered it again: "I can barely stand anymore, it's been twelve times in three days, I really can't take it anymore, look, my legs are still shaking!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously moved his leg, and sure enough, it trembled slightly uncontrollably, his face full of bitterness.

Seeing his dejected look, Zhang Shiyi laughed even harder, reaching out to poke his forehead: "Isn't this all your own fault? Why didn't you refuse when she was throwing herself at you?"

Cheng Zhe lowered his head, his face full of regret, and tugged at Zhang Shiyi's sleeve, his tone almost pleading: "You know, in Zhao Ya's eyes you are my cousin, only your words have any effect."

Seeing that he was truly anxious, Zhang Shiyi's playful expression faded. She put away her smile, pretended to think seriously for a moment, and then slowly said, "Alright, seeing how pitiful you are, I'll talk to Zhao Ya for you tomorrow."

Cheng Zhe instantly breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He collapsed to the ground, smiling bitterly, and said, "Thank you so much, Shiyi, you are truly my savior."

Zhang Shiyi resumed her playful demeanor, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Thank me, but..."

She deliberately moved closer to him, her voice tinged with teasing, "Come to my room later, satisfy me, and I'll help you figure something out, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhe's legs went weak, and he almost sat down on the ground. He waved his hand with a bitter face, his tone full of helplessness: "Stop messing around, Shiyi, I really can't do it now. It's hard to even shake a little. Please have mercy on me."

Zhang Shiyi laughed and patted his shoulder: "Then let's leave it at that for now. I'll talk to you about it for you tomorrow, but you have to show some attitude yourself. We can't just keep dragging this on like this."

Cheng Zhe nodded repeatedly, a long-lost sense of relaxation finally appearing on his face, but the exhaustion he felt all over his body just wouldn't go away.

As soon as it was light, Cheng Zhe slipped out of the neighborhood with his bag before Zhao Ya and Zhang Cuiting woke up, without even daring to eat breakfast.

He was afraid that if he went back, he would be blocked and wouldn't even have a chance to ask Zhang Shiyi for help.

Before leaving, he sent Zhang Shiyi a WeChat message, repeatedly urging her to have a good talk with Zhao Ya. His words were full of sincerity, and he added several pleading emojis at the end.

Around 10 a.m., Cheng Zhe met with Shen Yating and Chen Fengping as agreed. Their destination was "Yunxi Mansion," a high-end residential community in the suburbs.

The environment here is quiet and secure, with only apartment buildings with elevators. It was a place Cheng Zhe specifically chose, and it's very close to his workplace.

The real estate agent in the community led three people to see a three-bedroom apartment. It was well-ventilated, exquisitely decorated, with a large balcony in the living room and good natural light in the bedrooms. It was clearly a high-end apartment.

Shen Yating, arm in arm with Cheng Zhe, twirled around the living room in her high heels, her eyes full of joy: "Zhe, this house is so nice, much bigger than where I lived before, and the lighting is great too."

Chen Fengping also came over, touched the soft sofa, and smiled as she agreed, "Yes, the environment here is nice and quiet. It must be comfortable to live here."

He felt a tightness in his chest and desperately wanted to call Zhang Shiyi to ask about the situation, but he was afraid that Shen Yating and Chen Fengping would have something to say, so he could only suppress his thoughts, turn around and force a smile: "If you think it's good, then let's go with this set. I'll get the formalities done as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, their smiles widened even more.

Shen Yating immediately leaned closer, nuzzling his shoulder affectionately: "Ah Zhe, you're so sweet!"

Chen Fengping also took his other arm, pouting, "I knew Ah Zhe would love us the most."

Caught between the two, Cheng Zhe felt no comfort whatsoever. Instead, he recalled the suffocating feeling of being surrounded by Zhao Ya and Zhang Cuiting last night, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

He cleared his throat, took out two bank cards from his wallet, stuffed them into the two men's hands, and whispered, "There's 100,000 yuan in here. Take it and use it to buy some household items. Buy whatever you need, don't deprive yourselves."

One hundred thousand yuan is no small sum. Shen Yating and Chen Fengping's eyes lit up instantly, and their smiles almost overflowed.

"Ah Zhe! You spoil us too much!" Shen Yating was the first to react. She stood on tiptoe and gave Cheng Zhe a big kiss on the left cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark.

Not to be outdone, Chen Fengping leaned in and kissed him on the right cheek, her voice saccharine sweetness: "Thank you, A-Zhe!"

The warm touch on both cheeks made Cheng Zhe feel numb, and even a little bit of physical resistance.

He forced a smile and pushed the two away, saying, "Alright, alright, you two take a look at what else is missing in the house, make a list, and I'll go buy it."