Chapter 121: When Discussing Business, Sincerity Is Essential

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Since they said they wanted to be together forever, that meant if he wanted to be with them, he had to accept both of them simultaneously—physically and financially. Not many people could meet such demands; first, one had to be a second-generation wealthy heir, and second, in good health. Of course, Cheng Yao thought that financially satisfying them might be enough.

Their requirements were clear: they were essentially looking for a young, virile, wealthy man. Cheng Yao followed behind as they entered the mall, lowering his voice to ask, “Were you serious about what you said earlier?”

“What do you mean?” Truth looked at Cheng Yao with confusion.

“Like the two sisters wanting to be together forever, marrying the same person and all…”

“It’s true,” Truth said softly. “Cheng Yao-kun, what are you thinking? You don’t want to marry both of us, do you?”

“Isn’t marrying two illegal?”

“Yes, but we don’t necessarily have to marry. Still, life needs security, and our living standards are quite high…”

Truth was quite rational, speaking plainly. Cheng Yao smiled wryly. “Setting aside everything else, I’m really curious—what shaped your values like this?”

“Values?”

“Yes, I’m just curious.”

Ouyang Aili giggled, “We grew up in an island nation and only came here at sixteen. Women’s status there is generally low. My sister and I depend on each other, so we never thought of parting ways. Isn’t it lonely to be alone?”

“I see.”

“That’s right, and our expenses aren’t small, so our requirements are quite high.” Aili’s words sounded less serious and more playful, almost endearing.

To put it nicely, it was sisterly affection; to put it harshly, their worldview was unconventional. These two sisters weren’t quite normal—but overly normal people wouldn’t say such things either.

Because of this, Cheng Yao saw an opportunity. It was like the saying: flies don’t bite seamless eggs. He thought Wang Wenbo’s comment made sense—he must be an eel... An eel starves but eventually gets the abalone!

Cheng Yao didn’t want to get hung up on values as long as nothing illegal was involved. Truth and Aili seemed to guess his thoughts, exchanging peculiar looks.

In fact, Cheng Yao had let slip a bit while gaming before, though they hadn’t taken it seriously at the time. They looked good, but looks alone weren’t enough.

Once they got into the elevator and went upstairs, Cheng Yao said, “What kind of requirements do you think would be acceptable?”

As he spoke, he casually flicked his wrist, adjusting his sleeve to reveal a crocodile leather strap on a platinum Patek Philippe watch—a gesture laden with meaning, though he wasn’t sure if they recognized it.

Truth smiled, “At the very least, there should be a house in Guangzhou. We want our own home.”

Cheng Yao caught that it was the bare minimum—other demands hadn’t been mentioned yet. Also, they wanted a home, meaning the house would belong to them.

“And what else?”

“There are many people here; let’s sit and talk.”

“Alright.”

At the 400-yuan buffet, no lines, unlimited baby lobsters and king crab legs, business was booming—there were plenty of wealthy people around.

With a table full of food, Cheng Yao ordered a clear broth hotpot, sashimi, sushi, and various tropical fruits. After preparing the dipping sauces, he sat down and said, “Let’s continue our earlier conversation.”

“Okay.”

Aili smiled, “You can talk to my sister. As long as she agrees, I don’t mind.”

Cheng Yao looked at Truth—was she the one managing the household? It seemed this gentle elder sister wasn’t as soft as she appeared. She was rational and knew what she wanted. Often, the most rational people were the most serious.

In other words, the two sisters shared the same serious mindset on this matter.

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It was just about wealth, Cheng Yao understood. In this world of decadence and gold-digging, online beggars with sentimental stories swindled money from families. A single candy could cost hundreds, and the crazy thing was, some fools actually bought it.

If they just bought and left it at that, fine, but they kept coming back to support it.

Such people lived quite comfortably; one could only say the world was like this—poverty was scorned, but vice was not.

So why should Cheng Yao mock them? He actually hoped they were like this—it made it easier for him to make his move. If they were prim and proper or coy and cute, he’d be too embarrassed to start.

Cheng Yao smiled, “A riverside apartment in the city center—a villa or a large flat, either is fine. I can provide that…”

“Cheng Yao-kun…”

“Just call me Cheng Yao.”

“Okay…”

Truth brushed her hair aside, “Because Aili and I have high expenses, we need…”

“Sis.”

Aili leaned over and whispered, “Sis, don’t push too hard, he might not take it.”

“Hmph, forty thousand a month,” Truth nodded lightly.

Forty thousand? Not too much, not too little, just right. And that was for two people—twenty thousand each per month, about seven hundred a day.

In a big city, seven hundred a day wasn’t excessive. It was better than those who demanded a Shanghai apartment, a half-million car, or an eighty-thousand dowry.

Aili, nibbling on sashimi, looked curious, “Cheng Yao, are you a second-generation rich?”

“No, I’m first-generation rich. I have my own company and assets.”

“Wow, impressive, and the same age as us…”

Aili was surprised. “What do you do?”

“Online entertainment, and in the future, film and TV production.”

“That’s amazing.”

Influenced deeply by their island nation background, Truth and Aili instinctively thought directors were very impressive people.

It felt like a matchmaking session.

No, this was matchmaking—each seeking what they needed.

After learning about Cheng Yao, both sisters thought he seemed excellent—if he wasn’t exaggerating.

Truth, rational as ever, asked, “What about your requirements? The first time is important, right? Men care about it, especially Chinese men. Both Aili and I are here. Anything else?”

Cheng Yao was a bit surprised that such a frank topic could still be discussed.

He smiled, “Since you asked, I’ll be direct—I have a girlfriend…”

“Official girlfriend?”

“Yes.”

Aili took a bite of seafood, “Cheng Yao, you really are a scoundrel. But it doesn’t matter to us; it doesn’t conflict with our requirements. You’re from Jinling, right? We’re in Guangzhou. We won’t interfere with your relationship.”

“That’s good. Besides, I have several close female friends.”

Truth said grumpily, “Should we give you an award, Mr. Cheng Yao?”

“You’re such a scoundrel,” Aili said incredulously.

Sure enough, handsome guys were never good.

Thinking about it, anyone who accepted a relationship with two sisters like them probably had impure motives.

“No need for awards. I said all this to show my sincerity.”

“Yes, we feel your sincerity…”

Cheng Yao smiled, “Also, I may have other close girlfriends in the future, so don’t be too confident. No jealousy, no interfering with my life. I hate betrayal. No contact with other men is allowed—I despise male best friends most of all.”

Since this was a business deal, Cheng Yao naturally stated his terms. If they could accept, fine; if not, then part ways.

As the initiator, he had to assert control.

“Reasonable,” Truth nodded. “I have no other demands.”

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Cheng Yao smiled, “Then can I stay at your place tonight?”

Truth and Aili both froze. Truth rolled her eyes, “Mr. Cheng Yao, you’re such a pervert. Don’t tell me you want to get something for nothing?”

“No, I mean no harm. I just want to see the place.”

“That’s fine.”

Aili grinned, “Since you’re so handsome, we’ll allow you to visit and even provide a room. But no sneaking attacks at night—we’ve prepared pepper spray.”

“Such strong vigilance?”

“Of course!”

Cheng Yao raised his beer and toasted with them. With the deal settled, they began to eat.

He hadn’t expected the negotiation to go so smoothly. Before, he had doubted their true appearance.

Cheng Yao had a good appetite, and the sisters ate happily.

At the table, they learned about each other’s height, measurements, and hobbies.

Both sisters liked gaming; the elder enjoyed cooking. They exercised by running and swimming and liked manga and anime. The younger was a bit wild. Hearing they liked cosplay, Cheng Yao felt a rush of adrenaline.

It seemed he had found something interesting again.

Indeed, interests had to be discovered from life; they wouldn’t just appear.

He sent a message to Liu Hanyue, letting her know he wouldn’t be returning—she replied with a sticker.

They hadn’t talked about housing, but Cheng Yao had already found something for them.

“Do you prefer a large flat or a villa?”

“A villa is too big. A large flat is better, easier to clean…”

Cheng Yao opened his phone, “Here’s a 180-degree south-facing riverside luxury apartment at Huiyuetai, right across from Pearl River Tower. That should be it.”

“There…”

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sisters’ eyes landed on the magnificent residential complex.

Riverside apartments were extremely expensive.

Truth found it hard to believe, “That place is very pricey. You’re not playing with us, are you?”

“Let me see. Huiyuetai—100,000 yuan per square meter!” Aili was also incredulous.

At 100,000 per square meter, even the smallest duplex flat of over 200 square meters would cost more than 20 million yuan.

Given Cheng Yao’s age and that he had his own company, for him to produce over 20 million yuan for their home seemed almost unbelievable.

Twenty million wasn’t something you could just hand over casually.

“Buy a bigger one. You’ll be living in Guangzhou, right?”

“Yes, that’s what we say…”

Cheng Yao noticed their skepticism. They didn’t believe him, and honestly, he wouldn’t believe it either.

Starting off with 20 million seemed like a ploy to get something for nothing.

Actually, any girl would be suspicious on the first meeting.

So Cheng Yao understood, “If you don’t believe me, we’ll go buy it tomorrow.”

“Mr. Cheng Yao, can we invite you to stay in a hotel tonight?” Truth requested.

As women, their caution was strong.

“Sure.”

Cheng Yao wasn’t desperate to make a move tonight. Staying at the Four Seasons was fine. He’d be in Guangzhou tomorrow and could return Monday.

Maybe he wouldn’t even go back Monday. He could just take leave.

He was just going through the motions at school now; a few extra days away wouldn’t matter.

This was acceptable to him, but...

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