Chapter 122: The Second Piece of Black Technology Fragment

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Since they said they want to be together forever, it means that if he wants to be with them, he has to accept both of them simultaneously—whether physically or financially.

Not many people could meet such demands; first, they’d have to be second-generation rich, and second, physically robust!

Of course, Cheng Yao thought that financial fulfillment might be sufficient.

Actually, their requirements were quite clear: they were simply looking for a wealthy young man with abundant vitality.

Cheng Yao followed behind them into the mall, lowering his voice to ask, “Were you serious about what you said earlier?”

“What do you mean?” Zhēnlǐ looked at Cheng Yao, puzzled.

“For example, the two sisters wanting to be together forever, marrying the same man, that sort of thing...”

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

“Marrying two is illegal, right?”

“That’s true, but you don’t have to marry us. Still, we need a secure life; our living expenses are quite high...”

Zhēnlǐ spoke rationally and clearly.

Cheng Yao gave a wry smile. “Setting aside everything else, I’m really curious—what shaped your values like this?”

“Values?”

“Yes, I’m very curious.”

Aili Ouyang grinned mischievously. “We grew up in an island country and only came here at sixteen. Where we’re from, women generally have a lower status. My sister and I have depended on each other since then and never thought of parting. Being alone is too lonely, isn’t it?”

“I see.”

“Yes, and we have significant living expenses, so our standards are quite high.”

Aili’s tone was less serious, even playful and charming.

Put nicely, it was sisterly devotion; put harshly, their worldview was a bit off. These two sisters were unusual—but overly normal people wouldn’t say such things.

Because of this, Cheng Yao saw an opportunity.

It was a bit like a fly—flies don’t bother eggs without cracks.

Cheng Yao thought Wang Wenbo’s words made sense; after all, he must be like an eel…

An eel starves but eventually finds an abalone!

Cheng Yao wasn’t keen on arguing about values; as long as nothing illegal was involved, it was fine.

Zhēnlǐ and Aili seemed to sense his thoughts, their expressions oddly amused.

In fact, during gaming sessions, Cheng Yao had dropped hints before, but they hadn’t really believed him then. Their looks were indeed striking, but looks alone don’t get you far.

Riding the elevator upstairs, Cheng Yao asked, “What sort of conditions would you consider acceptable?”

As he spoke, he casually lifted his wrist, adjusting his sleeve to reveal a crocodile leather strap and a platinum Patek Philippe.

This gesture was naturally deliberate.

Of course, Cheng Yao wasn’t sure if they recognized it.

Zhēnlǐ smiled and said, “At the very least, we want a house in Guangzhou—we want a home of our own.”

Cheng Yao caught that it was the minimum—a house—implying more demands were yet to be voiced.

Also, they wanted a home for themselves; the house would belong to them.

“And what else?”

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

“Alright.”

A 400-yuan buffet without queues, unlimited baby lobsters and king crab legs—the business was booming, as wealthy people were plentiful.

A large table full of food: Cheng Yao ordered a simple clear broth hotpot, sashimi and sushi, various tropical fruits, and after preparing dipping sauces, he sat down and said, “Let’s continue our conversation.”

“Sure.”

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

Cheng Yao looked at Zhēnlǐ—was she the one managing the household decisions?

It seemed this gentle older sister wasn’t as soft as she appeared.

She was very rational, knowing exactly what she wanted, and often rational people were the most meticulous in action.

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In other words, the two of them were united and serious about this matter.

They just wanted a wealthy man, Cheng Yao understood.

In this decadent, money-driven world, countless online beggars masquerade behind sentimental stories to swindle money from family members. A small donation of sugar water can cost hundreds, and the crazy part is, there are always fools willing to pay.

If people just bought it once, that would be one thing, but they come back and continue to support it...

Those people live quite comfortably. One can only say, that's how the world is—poverty is mocked, but immorality is not.

So, what right did Cheng Yao have to ridicule them? He actually hoped they were like this—it made it easier for him to make a move. If they had been demure and innocent, shy and cute, he might have been too embarrassed to act.

Cheng Yao laughed and said, “A riverside apartment in the city center, a villa or a large flat—any of those I can provide.”

“Cheng Yao-kun...”

“Just call me Cheng Yao.”

“Okay…”

Zhēnlǐ brushed her hair back. “Because Aili and I have high expenses, we need about...”

“Sister.”

Aili leaned over and whispered, “Sister, if you push too hard, he might not be able to handle it.”

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

Forty thousand? Not too much, not too little. For two people, that’s twenty thousand each, which breaks down to about seven hundred a day.

In a big city, seven hundred a day isn’t extravagant.

This was far better than those who demanded a Shanghai apartment, a five-hundred-thousand yuan car, and an eighty-thousand-yuan dowry.

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

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

“Wow, that’s impressive—and you’re our age too…”

Aili was surprised. “What kind of business?”

“Online interactive entertainment. In the future, I’ll also be involved in the film industry, making movies...”

“That’s amazing.”

Deeply influenced by their island homeland, Zhēnlǐ and Aili instinctively thought film directors were very impressive people.

It felt... a bit like a matchmaking meeting.

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

After learning about Cheng Yao, both sisters thought he was quite outstanding—if he wasn’t bluffing.

Zhēnlǐ, being rational, then asked, “What are your conditions? The first time, men always care a lot about this, right? Especially men from our country. Both Aili and I are here, is there anything else...?”

Cheng Yao was a bit surprised that such a blunt topic could continue.

He smiled and said, “Since that’s the case, I’ll be straightforward—I have a girlfriend.”

“A legitimate girlfriend?”

“Exactly.”

Aili took a bite of seafood. “Cheng Yao, you really are a scoundrel, but it’s fine with us. It doesn’t conflict with our conditions. You’re from Jinling, right? We’re in Guangzhou, so we won’t interfere with your relationship.”

“That’s good. Also, I have several female friends I’m close to.”

Zhēnlǐ snapped, “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 could accept two sisters together probably didn’t have pure intentions.

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

“Yes, we feel your sincerity...”

Cheng Yao smiled and said, “Also, just so you know, I might have other close female companions in the future, so don’t be too confident. No jealousy, no interfering in my life. I hate betrayal. No contact with other men is allowed. My greatest hatred is for ‘male best friends’...”

Since this was a deal, Cheng Yao naturally laid out his conditions.

If they could accept, great; if not, then part ways.

As business, he naturally took the initiative.

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

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

Both Zhēnlǐ and Aili froze for a moment. Zhēnlǐ rolled her eyes. “Mr. Cheng Yao, you’re such a pervert. Don’t tell me you’re trying to get in for free?”

“No, I mean no harm. Just want to take a look.”

“That’s okay.”

Aili grinned. “Since you’re so handsome, we’ll allow you to visit and even offer you a room. But no night raids, okay? My sister and I are prepared with pepper spray.”

“Such strong awareness of protection?”

“Of course!”

Cheng Yao raised his beer and toasted with them. Once the deal was sealed, they began eating.

He hadn’t expected the negotiations to go so smoothly; he had even doubted the sisters’ real looks before.

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

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

Both liked gaming; the elder sister enjoyed cooking.

For exercise, running and swimming; they liked manga and anime, and the younger one was a bit otaku. Upon hearing this, Cheng Yao felt a rush of adrenaline.

It seemed he had found something interesting again.

Indeed, hobbies must be discovered in life—they don’t just appear.

He sent a message to Liu Hanyue, clearly stating he wouldn’t be returning tonight. Liu Hanyue replied with an emoji.

The sisters hadn’t discussed the house yet, but Cheng Yao had already found one for them.

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

“A villa is too big. A large flat is better—it’s easier to clean.”

Cheng Yao opened his phone. “Here’s a 180-degree south-facing riverside luxury home at Huiyuetai, right across from Zhujiang Tower. There—it should be there.”

“That place...”

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, the sisters’ eyes fell on the magnificent building.

A riverside apartment—its price was astronomically high.

Zhēnlǐ was incredulous. “That place is very expensive. You’re not playing with us, are you?”

“Let me see. Huiyuetai, one hundred thousand per square meter!” Aili was equally stunned.

At one hundred thousand per square meter, a duplex large flat of over two hundred square meters would cost more than twenty million yuan.

Considering Cheng Yao’s age, though he had his own company, being able to afford a twenty-million-yuan home for them was almost unbelievable.

Twenty million isn’t something one can just hand over.

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

“Yes, that’s what we say...”

Cheng Yao noticed the sisters’ skepticism—they didn’t believe him, and he wouldn’t either.

Starting off with a twenty-million offer made it seem like a free ride attempt.

In fact, any girl would be suspicious at the first meeting.

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

“Mr. Cheng Yao, can we invite you to stay at a hotel tonight?” Zhēnlǐ asked.

As women, their caution was strong.

“Sure.”

Cheng Yao wasn’t desperate to jump into bed tonight. Staying at the Four Seasons was fine—he’d be in Guangzhou tomorrow and could return Monday.

Or maybe not return Monday; he could just take leave.

He was just going through the motions at school now, so a few extra days away was acceptable.

For him, that was fine, but...

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