My System Forces Me to Live off Women

"Then I’ll sleep with you now, I’m going to take off my clothes... How about I help you take yours off too?"

The night is hazy, painting countless dreams of the world.

The past is like smoke, gone with the wind, don’t ask easily with whom I’m together.

Waiting for the North Star’s guidance, letting the plum blossoms bloom thrice.

Tonight time flies, tomorrow’s spring is becoming richer.

...

Early the next morning, because the four girls got up at different times, they had breakfast one after another.

Afterwards, those who needed to work went to work, those who had classes went to school. Li Peifeng didn’t stay home writing, but went out to co-create with the comic artist of "Sword and Law".

Ever since managing the copyright, Li Peifeng faced more daily tasks, yet he handled it all with ease. "Sword and Law" was updated steadily, results gradually improved, and the copyright operations were advancing a little bit at a time, keeping everything moving forward steadily.

As for the most important relationship, it was the same. After the five of them started living together, Li Peifeng felt that he had entered a harmonious phase with the four girls. There were arguments caused by friction, but they were within solvable limits.

However, Zhao Qingge’s refusal to sleep with him, despite having video calls every night, was somewhat troubling for Li Peifeng.

This went on for three consecutive days, making the other three girls a bit impatient. During the day or in other free times, they would look for opportunities to hint and tease him. When Old Zhao was not at home, they would meet him in person and have intense confrontations...

Even when sharing a room with Old Zhao, thanks to Mr. Li’s sharp senses, he knew her position and mood, so generally, he wouldn’t be discovered.

This was also because the villa was spacious, each person’s bedroom was on a different floor, offering great privacy. Doing something in your own bedroom wouldn’t be noticed by others.

As for when all five were present, Li Peifeng generally wouldn’t initiate any intimate contact with them, and they wouldn’t either. Occasional hugs and small gestures were inconsequential.

Such days continued for a week, and time quietly arrived at April 1st.

After a routine group meeting, Li Peifeng was called to the office by Chen Shucheng, who asked him questions in a homely manner: "What plans do you have recently?"

Li Peifeng responded with an ’ah’, then pondered and said, "Maybe I’ll go traveling."

Chen Shucheng took a sip of tea, smiling, "That’s good, going out for a walk and taking a look is also a good way to relax. This way, you can take a long view and plan your future."

Then, the Dean brought up the matter of pursuing a Ph.D. again, possibly considering his relationship with Zhao Qingge, he subtly mentioned that she was soon going to Yandu University, and he could switch to a new mentor, ensuring no pressure, an easy graduation, and promises such as arranging a teaching position.

Li Peifeng felt very touched but firmly refused, making the Dean regretful and helpless, he shook his head after a silent ten seconds and did not persuade further.

The Dean also had his pride. After repeatedly trying to retain someone, and his words being so clear, Mr. Li still wouldn’t be persuaded, so he might as well give up.

This was also the effect that Li Peifeng wanted; he had a clear goal for his future, which definitely did not include a teaching job.

Chen Shucheng also saw the determination in his heart, so he changed the topic: "Since you don’t want to stay at the school, then there’s one last thing Northern Chinese Teachers’ University needs your help with... I don’t know if you are willing."

Li Peifeng solemnly said, "As long as it’s something I can do, feel free to ask."

"It’s about to be the college entrance examination season, and the school plans to shoot a promotional short film for admission, to be released before the exam. You have a short video studio and are quite well-known, so you could say you’re a little business card of our Northern Chinese Teachers’ University among young people nowadays... so the school leaders thought of you first thing."

"It’s my honor, I promise to complete the task."

Li Peifeng agreed with a smile, then after exchanging a few more words with Chen Shucheng, he left the school, heading straight for Trinity Studio in Jintian City.

Since the studio bought the residential floor above for expansion, Wu Wenyue had been working upstairs. When Li Peifeng arrived, she was discussing skits with Mu An’an, Shen Liao, and others. Suddenly hearing about shooting a new admission promotional video for Northern Chinese Teachers’ University, she didn’t mind.

"That’s pretty simple stuff, cooperating with the school’s Youth League Committee, right? Just find a few camera-friendly boys and girls, shoot casually, no need for any plot... Are we filming now?"

"Let’s wait a few more days, it’s a bit early now. We’ll shoot when the flowers bloom and the leaves turn green; otherwise, we won’t be able to capture the beauty of the campus."

Shen Liao sighed, "Time really flies. I still remember the admission promotional video from six years ago, it was because of that video that I came to Northern Chinese Teachers’ University. I didn’t expect that as I’m about to graduate, it’s now my turn to make a promotional video for Northern Chinese Teachers’ University."

"A group’s youth begins, and our story ends..."

Bai Qingchuan laughed, "You and I still have a year till graduation, maybe it’s us filming again next year."

Some things, doing them once is touching, doing them twice is a bit...

Shen Liao frowned, "Brother Feng, is the school paying for this work?"

"There’s a saying you must have heard."

Li Peifeng started to speak in a lofty tone, "The more you compare wages the narrower your mindset, the more you talk about devotion the higher your realm! Doing something for the school and you talk about money?"

Bai Qingchuan smacked his lips, "Pity the countless heroes’ blood, exchanged for today’s old world. School hunk, your words are full of oppression and deceit!"

"You better shut up, don’t you want to live?"

Wu Wenyue glanced at the time on her phone, "Stop chatting idly with him, let’s go shoot the video, following the script we just discussed..."

"Wenyue, you carry on."

"Bring me lunch at noon, I’m feeling a bit off today."

"Alright."

Disregarding the subtle glances of the others present, Li Peifeng went downstairs, got in his car, and drove towards his home. But halfway there, he received a WeChat message, causing him to take a different road...

He Yimeng: "(Location) Longxiu Street, 7-Day Holiday Hotel."

He Yimeng: "Can you come?"

Li Peifeng: "Three minutes!"