Only You Can Help Me

As night falls, the large, single-level apartment, spanning several hundred square meters, is brightly lit.

Zhang Yang opened a bottle of red wine, and the three of them sipped their wine, enjoying the wonderful night.

"Brother-in-law, your cooking is amazing!" Bei Jiajia said, giving a thumbs up as she ate with her chopsticks.

Actually, Zhang Yang's cooking skills are nothing compared to those of professionals, but when it comes to home-style dishes, his skills are certainly up to par.

Moreover, the ingredients used in these dishes are top-notch.

"Eat more if you like it. There's nothing left for me. I don't like wasting food, and I don't want to eat leftovers," Zhang Yang said with a smile, casually raising his glass and clinking it with the sweet girl next to him.

"Absolutely!" Bei Jiajia quickly patted her chest.

The table was laden with dishes, many in variety but small in portion, just right for the three of them to eat and chat.

After dinner, the three of them each had a small dessert. Standing on the balcony, they sipped their sweets, leaned on the railing, and watched the Pudong lights reflected on the river. With the river breeze blowing, they felt a kind of hazy, pleasant intoxication, as if the evening breeze had intoxicated them.

"I think... I'm a little drunk." Bei Jiajia rubbed her forehead, her cheeks flushed. "No, I have to go home early."

She walked unsteadily, and it was hard to tell if she was faking it.

"Why don't you stay here tonight and find a room to sleep in?" Zhang Yang said, amused.

"Ah, I'm not going back." Bei Jiajia's steps suddenly steadied, and her eyes cleared. "Won't this disturb you and my sister, brother-in-law? After all, you two... absence makes the heart grow fonder... this..."

Upon hearing this, Bei Wei gave a light scolding, turned around and left, giving Bei Jiajia a light tap on the waist as she passed by.

Bei Jiajia cried out in pain and clutched her sore spot.

A short while later, only Zhang Yang and Bei Jiajia remained on the balcony.

"Brother-in-law, the scenery here is so beautiful," Bei Jiajia murmured, tilting her head back and closing her eyes slightly.

Zhang Yang glanced back at Bei Wei, who was eating fruit at the living room table, then looked at Bei Jiajia with a half-smile, until she looked a little guilty.

"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at? I'm so scared." She clutched her chest and retreated timidly.

"Still pretending with me? So, did you delete the photos?" Zhang Yang said.

"I'll delete it, I promise." Bei Jiajia quickly raised her hand to promise, and even handed her phone to Zhang Yang to show her loyalty.

"What would I need your phone for?" Zhang Yang found it somewhat amusing.

Bei Jiajia really wants to keep photos, there are plenty of ways; a mobile phone can't prove anything.

"I just wanted to prove something," Bei Jiajia quickly chimed in with a fawning smile, like a little lapdog. "Oh, my friend sent me some photos, let me see."

In front of Zhang Yang, Bei Jiajia casually opened the photos sent by her friend.

It turned out to be a picture of a handbag.

"Hmph, showing off to me." Bei Jiajia muttered, and casually snapped a picture of the balcony as well. "Brother-in-law, let me show off a little here."

"Show off, show off," Zhang Yang said helplessly.

It's just a house, what's there to brag about?

After a short while, things quieted down on the other end, and Zhang Yang saw Bei Jiajia open the picture of the bag that the other side had sent and look at it over and over again.

"What are you doing, trying to hint at something to me?"

"No, no." Bei Jiajia waved her hands frantically, dropping her phone to the ground.

"Since I gave you my permission, I wouldn't go back on my word. What kind of bag do you want? Send me a picture later, don't dawdle." Zhang Yang casually ruffled Bei Jiajia's hair and turned to walk into the living room.

As night deepened, Zhang Yang sent Bei Jiajia back to her room early.

All the apartments in this COFCO building are designed as suites.

With the door closed, the bedroom, bathroom, and other areas become separate worlds, ensuring privacy and minimizing disturbance to each other.

Therefore, there's no need to worry about Bei Jiajia getting in the way.

In the dead of night, Zhang Yang had just closed the door to the master bedroom when, as he turned around, the sweet girl offered him an incredibly passionate kiss.

Suddenly, a sweet fragrance filled the air.

Feeling the sweet girl's boundless tenderness, Zhang Yang didn't hesitate. He picked her up and carried her straight to the master bedroom's large bed.

In the middle of the night, Bei Wei fell asleep, exhausted.

"So crazy." Zhang Yang held the light and soft Bei Wei in his arms, feeling a little emotional.

Tonight, the sweet girl was unusually wild and proactive.

It's past midnight now, and while the little girl is asleep, he's wide awake.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, gently stroking Bei Wei's hair in his arms, his gaze fixed on the city lights faintly shining through the window. For a moment, a sense of tranquility welled up within him from the depths of his soul.

"I wonder if Bei Jiajia is asleep either."

He was convinced that the house was soundproof.

But the thought that there was another person in the house, and that he had just been with Bei Wei, gave him a rather peculiar feeling.

Zhang Yang casually picked up the phone, then suddenly blinked.

"This girl."

Ten minutes ago, Bei Jiajia sent him a picture of the bag.

···

The next morning, Bei Wei, blushing, followed Zhang Yang out of the bedroom.

It seems I'm finally realizing I went a bit too far last night, letting loose and going a little crazy.

"Oh, good morning, sister and brother-in-law! Hmm, sister, your throat sounds a little... Did you catch a cold last night?" Bei Jiajia walked up with dark circles under her eyes and said meaningfully.

"You don't look like you slept well last night either?" Bei Wei retorted, not to be outdone, pointing at Bei Jiajia's dark circles.

Zhang Yang ignored the sisters' early morning confrontation and went about making breakfast.

When breakfast was ready and the two sisters arrived, they had already made up.

Early in the morning, Zhang Yang was eating breakfast while listening to Bei Jiajia yawning incessantly.

"Brother-in-law, I want to hang out with my sister from now on."

"You're not going to take care of your dad's business anymore?" Zhang Yang asked Bei Jiajia in surprise as he ate his breakfast.

"My dad will naturally manage his business. I don't want to go anymore. My sister is better. She can spend her days surrounded by the aroma of books and coffee. I think that's the kind of career that's more suitable for a girl." Bei Jiajia said with endless envy.

"Sure, consider it as one less shop assistant to hire in the future," Bei Wei said from the side.

"Huh? Just a shop assistant? Shouldn't it be at least a store manager?" Bei Jiajia muttered softly. "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, look, my sister said she wants me to be a shop assistant. Isn't that a waste of my talents?"

"This shop was opened for your sister, so naturally it's up to her. I don't care," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Alright then, a shop assistant it is," Bei Jiajia muttered.

After breakfast, Bei Wei took Bei Jiajia and drove her Panamera straight to the bookstore/cafe that was being prepared at Yunheng Building.

Recently, her work focus has almost completely shifted to this area.

As for the Mao Roast Duck...

The momentum came quickly and went quickly; anyone with a discerning eye can see that it's currently in a pullback phase, and the limelight has faded.

With nothing else to do, Zhang Yang went straight to Shengtian Car Care Center.

It was early morning.

Outside Shengtian Car Care Center.

Zhang Yang's iconic Cullinan slowly came to a stop at the entrance, and a group of friends from the car club came out upon hearing the news.

"Hello, Brother Zhang."

"Brother Zhang, would you like your car washed?"

Zhang Yang got out of the car, casually tossed the car keys to the shop to be taken to a car wash, and then went inside with his group of car club friends.

"Brother, Brother Zhang, what have you been up to lately?" Jin Yanchao fawned over him like a lackey.

Ever since he realized that he was just a nobody in front of Zhang Yang, he went all the way down this path and firmly decided to be Zhang Yang's little follower.

"I'm busy making money, otherwise do you think money falls from the sky?" Zhang Yang glanced at Jin Yanchao and said with amusement.

"Hehe, Brother Zhang, if you have the chance, help me make some money again." Jin Yanchao said with a smug grin. "By the way, Brother Zhang, a couple of days ago, your little secretary came to the store... um, she was driving a 911. You bought that 911, right?"

"More or less, but it's still under the company's name. It's mainly for her," Zhang Yang nodded. "I'll give it to her later."

"Zhang Ge's methods and skills in pursuing girls are beyond our reach," Jin Yanchao remarked with deep admiration.

Everyone knows the methods, but knowing them and doing them are two completely different things.

With that kind of attitude of throwing around a sports car, even though they are all genuine rich kids, they really can't match Zhang Yang's boldness.

Indeed, people are different.

In the lounge of Shengtian Car Care Center, several car club members sat down together, drinking tea and chatting.

During our casual conversation, I don't know how it happened, but we started talking about Xiang Xiaotian.

"Brother Zhang, Xiao Tian hasn't been in a good mood lately."

"Hmm? What's wrong now?" Zhang Yang asked curiously while drinking his tea.

"Her dad is urging her to go back to Hangzhou, saying he wants to meet her childhood betrothed. You know, with these kinds of childhood betrothals, as long as the families are well-matched, Xiao Tian has no choice at all. They might get engaged in a couple of months and then get married," Jin Yanchao said, clicking his tongue.

"So there really are arranged marriages between children." Zhang Yang recalled what he had talked about with Xiang Xiaotian last time.

At the time, people thought the arranged marriage was real, but in this day and age, nobody took it too seriously. Now, judging from the current situation... it seems they're really going to put this arranged marriage into practice.

For a moment, Zhang Yang didn't know what to say.

As everyone was chatting, another car arrived outside.

Everyone looked over and Xiang Xiaotian's pink Wraith stop at the door.

Then, as soon as the car door opened, Xiang Xiaotian, her eyes red, quickly walked towards the nursing center's rest area.

Upon entering and seeing Zhang Yang, Xiang Xiaotian almost lost her composure.

"Brother Zhang."

She stepped forward, ignoring the other people around her, and rushed towards Zhang Yang without saying a word, looking like she wanted a hug and comfort.

"Hey, we're not really related, are we?" Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yang was suddenly embraced tightly.

The surrounding car club members immediately displayed various strange expressions.

Zhang Yang really couldn't explain himself no matter how reasonable he was.

Seeing this, they really thought he had won over Xiang Xiaotian.

"Brother Zhang, you have to help me." Xiang Xiaotian raised her head in Zhang Yang's arms, her eyes slightly red, as if she had just been crying.

"No, even if I'm saying this, please don't cause any misunderstandings, okay?" Zhang Yang said speechlessly.

Xiang Xiaotian tearfully let go of Zhang Yang's hands, got up from his arms, and looked pitiful.

Zhang Yang looked around.

"We know nothing."

"I didn't see anything."

One by one, they all waved their hands, shook their heads, and pretended to be stupid.

Zhang Yang was speechless.

"Come, sit here, let's talk slowly." Zhang Yang pulled Xiang Xiaotian to sit down, poured her some tea, and handed her some tissues.

It was clear that Xiang Xiaotian was indeed at a loss.

"My dad wants me to go back home. He says my childhood betrothed has returned to China and insists we meet. He even said that if things go well, we should get engaged. But... but I have no such plans at all." Xiang Xiaotian spoke, her eyes reddened again.

"Since it's so sudden, why don't you go back and meet him? You never know, it might be a good match," Zhang Yang said, half-jokingly.

"Brother Zhang, but I don't want to." Xiang Xiaotian panicked and grabbed Zhang Yang's hand. "Brother Zhang, please help me."

"Me?" Zhang Yang pointed to himself. "How can I help you?"

"Come with me. When we get back, I'll explain to my parents that I already have a boyfriend." Xiang Xiaotian clung to him like a lifeline. "They want me to go back because they think I'm still single. If I had a boyfriend, especially if it was you, Brother Zhang, they definitely wouldn't pressure me."

"What does your betrothed's family do? Do they have any business relationship with your family?" Zhang Yang asked.

"My grandfather's generation had connections, and his family seemed to have quite a few businesses, but as far as I know, there shouldn't be any direct business partnerships," Xiang Xiaotian said after thinking for a moment.

"Your grandfather's generation has a long-standing relationship with your family, and your father values it so much. Would it be inappropriate for me to go and ruin it?" Zhang Yang shook his head and said.

If it's just a simple favor, then it's fine.

The key point is that this childhood betrothal involves more than just two people; it's a matter between two families, and there might even be some kind of cooperation involved.

It's really inappropriate for an outsider like him to interfere like this.

In other words, if Xiang Xiaotian were truly someone to him, he would naturally step forward without hesitation, regardless of whether it was a childhood betrothal or whether it involved the two families.

But in reality, he and Xiang Xiaotian were just friends.

"Brother Zhang, please help me, I really don't want to." Xiang Xiaotian grabbed Zhang Yang's arm and pleaded, "A complete stranger suddenly appears, and I'm even going to get engaged to this person, or even marry him. I feel terrible just thinking about it."

"Yeah, Brother Zhang, why don't you help Xiao Tian out?" Jin Yanchao couldn't help but step forward. "Actually, if Xiao Tian doesn't mind, I can go and make the trip for you."

"You? You should just give up. It won't work." Xiang Xiaotian glanced at him and shook her head repeatedly.

Jin Yanchao touched his nose awkwardly and looked up at the ceiling.

Several guys from the car club nearby also stood up to speak up for Xiang Xiaotian.

"Brother Zhang, if it really comes down to it, why don't you come with me and see what's going on?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang, we can all tell that Xiao Tian has feelings for you. Please help her out."