I started as a spirited young man, and the system made me a male god.

As evening fell, Chen Fei returned to the apartment building carrying several heavy packing bags.

The leftover takeout that we couldn't finish this afternoon was divided equally among the three of them.

Meng Sixian had only been a full-time employee for a short time, so naturally she wouldn't mind having too much food. She would just heat it up and it would become a late-night snack.

As for Lu Ziyue, although she ostensibly brought it back to eat, she actually wanted to take it back to study it and see if there were any strange otherworldly foods mixed in.

As I walked down to the apartment building, the motion-sensor lights turned on.

Chen Fei stopped, freed one hand to take out his phone, and opened the WeChat group he shared with Lin Jingyi and Shen Shaoting.

The group name has now been changed by Shen Shaoting to "Lucky Three Treasures," which sounds much better than the previous "Fei Ge is the Most Handsome."

Chen Fei thought for a moment and typed in a line of text:

[I packed up a lot of delicious food, including pizza, milk tea, and fried chicken. Want to finish it all off?]

The message was sent successfully.

Chen Fei thought that Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi had stayed up all night last night and then went straight to filming after waking up. They must be exhausted and collapsed in their rooms right now.

If you see ready-made food delivered to your door, you'd probably cheer immediately, right?

He could even picture Shen Shaoting excitedly sending a string of exclamation marks and Lin Jingyi gently replying, "Thank you, Brother Fei."

However, during the few minutes of waiting for the elevator, the green bubble remained hanging forlornly in the dialog box.

The phone screen went dark, then he turned it back on.

The group was quiet, with no new message notifications.

The evening breeze rustled through the green belt downstairs, making the leaves whisper and accentuating the tranquility.

"Looks like he's really exhausted, probably already asleep?" Chen Fei muttered to himself, feeling slightly disappointed.

Although he was somewhat hesitant about his feelings for them, he had begun to get used to their chatter over the past few days.

Chen Fei knew that his thoughts were a bit scummy; after avoiding them, he began to miss them, but he felt that these thoughts were not contradictory.

The reason for avoiding it is because the responsibility is too great; it's a love story between two young girls that involves going through fire and water, and it's too heavy a burden.

The reason for his nostalgia is simple: the two of them were so energetic that Chen Fei, who had been a corporate slave for half his life, truly experienced the "joy of a spirited young man."

I'll give them my answer once I've thought it through in the next couple of days; I can't delay any longer.

Just as Chen Fei was pondering, the elevator arrived.

He carried the takeout, stepped into the elevator, paused for a moment on the 5th floor, and finally pressed the 8th floor button.

After entering the password, gently open the door.

A rich and enticing aroma of food wafted over first, and Chen Fei stood frozen at the door, wondering if he had opened the wrong door.

The house wasn't completely dark; the lights in the living room and kitchen were already on, and the scene that greeted him was even more astonishing.

That table, which was originally just used to place a computer and occasionally pile up odds and ends, was now filled with delicious-looking dishes!

The braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens glistened with an enticing sheen, the steamed sea bass was covered with thin strips of scallions and ginger, the braised pork ribs, glistening with dark brown sauce, were piled up like a small mountain, and there was even a pot of corn and pork rib soup that looked like it had been simmering for a long time with a rich and mellow broth.

The plates, bowls, and chopsticks were arranged neatly, resembling a carefully prepared family dinner.

To his surprise, the kitchen was filled with the sounds of sizzling stir-frying and the roar of the range hood, and he could vaguely see two busy figures.

Just then, Lin Jingyi came out carrying a plate of golden-yellow wasabi-spicy shrimp.

Fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and her cheeks were flushed from the busyness and heat.

Seeing Chen Fei standing dumbfounded at the door, her eyes lit up, and she gave a gentle smile:

"Fei-ge's back? Perfect timing, the dishes are almost all ready, go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

Her tone was so natural, as if this were an everyday occurrence.

Chen Fei was momentarily stunned, his face full of question marks: "What...what's going on? Is today some special day? What are you all doing...?"

Before Lin Jingyi could explain, a clear, slightly impatient female voice came from the kitchen: "Jingyi! What are you dawdling for! Hurry up and bring out the shrimp, my pot of kale is almost ready, hurry up!"

It was Shen Shaoting's voice.

Lin Jingyi quickly replied, "Oh, oh, I'm coming!"

She quickly placed the plate she was holding on the table, then said to Chen Fei, "You helped us find such good jobs, and we've decided to thank you properly, so—"

"Lin Jingyi! What are you dawdling about? I'm about to start making the next dish! If we're any later, Fei-ge will be back!"

Before Lin Jingyi could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Shen Shaoting again.

Twice before she could finish her sentence, even the usually well-behaved Lin Jingyi became a little angry and shouted towards the kitchen, "Sister Ting, what are you calling me! Fei-ge is back, what's wrong with me chatting with him!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Shen Shaoting, wearing an apron, holding a spatula, and covered in sweat, walked out of the kitchen.

Upon seeing Chen Fei, he was initially taken aback, but his impatient expression vanished instantly.

"Hey! Fei-ge's back! Don't just stand there! Today, to express our boundless gratitude, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, Jingyi and I have personally cooked for you to enjoy our culinary skills! Just a moment, it'll be ready soon!"

She spoke rapidly, and after finishing, she pulled Lin Jingyi and darted back into the kitchen like a gust of wind, leaving behind the sizzling sound of stir-frying and an even richer aroma.

Chen Fei walked into the house in a daze, closed the door, and gently placed the takeout he had thought would be a "timely help" on the shoe cabinet by the door.

Looking at the table full of dishes in the living room, far exceeding his expectations, a feeling of utter unreality washed over him.

This was completely the opposite of what he had envisioned.

He had assumed he would return with delicious food to comfort the two exhausted girls.

The result was that the girls welcomed his return with a meticulously prepared feast.

In a daze, he recalled the countless days of working overtime before he transmigrated. Every time he returned home at night, he was greeted only by a cold, dark rented room, without any warmth whatsoever.

At that moment, he felt less like he was back in his rented apartment and more like... like a man who had been busy all day returning home to a house where his wife had prepared a hot meal for him.

But the situation with these "two wives" adds a heart-pounding chaos to this heartwarming scene.

Chen Fei changed into slippers and couldn't resist his curiosity as he walked into the kitchen, where the scene inside surprised him even more.

The once empty kitchen is now completely filled with items.

A brand-new air fryer, microwave oven, and rice cooker are neatly arranged on the table, next to a small deep fryer and an induction cooker.

There was even a small countertop dishwasher installed next to the sink!

Chen Fei: Where did you give me this to?