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

The photos were clearly taken in a hotel room, with solid-colored curtains or walls as the background, and the lighting was well-arranged, creating a professional and private atmosphere.

Meng Sixian's cosplay of Helena's swimsuit skin from Azur Lane is sexy yet cute.

Moreover, it showcased her amazing figure advantages—not to mention her long, straight legs, slender waist, delicate collarbones, and... her well-proportioned white breasts wrapped in a swimsuit.

Her expression was somewhat shy, her eyes darted away slightly, and her cheeks flushed.

However, her posture had clearly been adjusted under Lu Ziyue's guidance, and the contrast between her pure temperament and sexy figure exuded great allure.

This is even more impactful than yesterday's fully covered Joel cosplay; it can almost be categorized as a rather revealing private photo.

Yesterday I thought I would have to wait until the end of the month to go to Shanghai to see Meng Sixian’s more groundbreaking look.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ziyue acted so quickly, delivering such a striking photo to him in this way today.

Chen Fei subconsciously clicked on a large image and began to examine it carefully.

In the photo, Meng Sixian sits sideways on the edge of a bed covered with white sheets, her wet hair draped over her shoulders, and water droplets seem to still be clinging to her collarbone.

She turned to look at the camera, her eyes filled with a bewildered mist, the straps of her swimsuit loosely tied behind her neck, as if they could be pulled open at any moment...

"Wow!" A young man who happened to be passing by to pick up his food glanced at Chen Fei's phone screen and couldn't help but exclaim softly. He then realized his rudeness, quickly covered his mouth, and walked away.

Chen Fei's hand trembled, and he quickly exited the large image and returned to the message interface, his heart inexplicably skipping two beats.

He quickly ate a few strawberries to calm himself down.

But the scene I had just seen kept replaying in my mind.

In the past, Chen Fei's affection for Meng Sixian was 70% due to his appreciation of her gentle, kind, and hardworking personality, and 30% due to his male instinct to notice her figure.

However, after seeing these photos that teeter on the edge of cuteness and sexiness, the allure of that "three-point" swells instantly, almost matching the appeal of her personality.

Love at first sight often stems from lust.

Chen Fei had to admit that these photos strongly touched a nerve in him as a man.

With the system's explicit task of "gaining Meng Sixian's favorability," and the already expressed indifference from Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi... Chen Fei felt that his pursuit of Meng Sixian seemed even clearer and more determined.

This girl is worth him getting to know and get closer to.

However, as soon as this thought arose, another, calmer voice rang in my mind.

Why did Lu Ziyue do this?

She specifically emphasized that she "would not show it to others," but she sent it only to herself.

Was it really just for Chen Fei to see the highly private photos she took with Meng Sixian?

Given Lu Ziyue's shrewd personality, she probably did it on purpose.

Her purpose was likely to stimulate her interest in and desire to pursue Meng Sixian.

If he really couldn't resist pursuing Meng Sixian and their relationship progressed, then it would be much easier for Lu Ziyue to use Meng Sixian to get information out of him.

After figuring out why Lu Ziyue posted the photos, Chen Fei couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. This girl, as expected of a cosplayer who is doing so well in this complicated circle, is so young, yet her mind works so fast, and she has a whole bunch of little tricks up her sleeve.

Unfortunately... in front of Chen Fei, who has lived two lives and is accustomed to the ways of the business world and human relationships, this little trick still seemed a bit deliberate and hasty.

After finishing the mutton on his fork, Chen Fei picked up his phone, opened Lu Ziyue's chat window, and lightly tapped to reply with a single line:

"The photos are very well taken. But since you wanted Xiaoxian to cosplay the swimsuit character, you must have taken some photos yourself as well, right? Let me see yours?"

Click to send.

The question was cleverly thrown back at them.

Do you want to see me get upset by the photos?

Sure. But you'll have to show some "sincerity."

Want to hide behind the scenes and be a director watching a play? Not so easy.

After sending the message, Chen Fei put his phone back on the table and focused on enjoying the last dessert.

Soon, the desserts were finished, and the afternoon sun shone through the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm dappled light on the tablecloth.

Lu Ziyue hadn't replied yet, so Chen Fei thought for a moment, opened the "Lucky Three Treasures" group chat, and made a video call invitation.

The phone rang for a few moments before being answered, and the screen shook a few times before stabilizing.

The background on the screen is an unfamiliar photography studio, with lighting rigs, reflectors, and a plain-colored backdrop.

Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi were both wearing sportswear, and their faces showed signs of hurriedly answering the phone.

"Brother Fei!" Shen Shaoting's voice came through, lower than usual, with faint instructions in the background. "We're a bit busy here, shooting a small commercial order!"

Lin Jingyi also appeared at the edge of the frame, quickly waving at the camera and giving a slightly apologetic smile: "Chen Fei, we're working right now, can we talk later?"

In the video, staff members can be seen walking behind them, indicating a working atmosphere.

Chen Fei was deeply moved. He had thought that the two girls would rest at home or play by themselves after he left, but he did not expect them to be so proactive in looking for job opportunities.

"Okay, you guys get back to work, and be careful." Chen Fei suppressed his inner relief and emotion, and said gently, "Keep up the good work, I'll contact you later."

"Okay! I'll show you the results later!" Shen Shaoting said hurriedly, the camera shook, and then she hung up.

The video call ended, and the screen went dark.

Chen Fei looked at his phone, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

That's good; they're striving to move forward along their own paths, rather than simply following his arrangements.

This kind of independence and ambition is more precious than anything else.

After a brief moment of reflection, he switched out of the group chat and opened Meng Sixian's chat window.

The visual impact of those swimsuit cosplay photos is still lingering in my mind, but at this moment my mood is calmer and clearer.

He considered his tone for a moment, then typed and sent:

"By the way, you seemed to be having a great time chatting with those new photographers, but why are you so quiet when it comes to me?"

Chen Fei didn't intend to be direct; instead, he continued to engage in flirtatious banter, laying the groundwork for their future meeting.

The message had barely been sent when Lu Ziyue's reply notification popped up at the top of the phone—it was a picture message.

Chen Fei raised an eyebrow slightly and clicked on it.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the moment he saw the picture, his Adam's apple bobbed and he swallowed.

It would be a lie to say that you are not tempted by the "private photos" of a beauty like Lu Ziyue.

Moreover, Lu Ziyue is different from those cosplayers who rely on pushing the boundaries to gain attention. She became famous for her extreme recreation of the character, as well as the temperament and taste brought about by her family background.

She rarely cosplays characters whose selling point is purely exposure, so if she were to actually shoot a private photoshoot, its allure and rarity would be far beyond the ordinary.

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Chen Fei was slightly taken aback.

The photo shows Lu Ziyue cosplaying as Arthas from the game "Azur Lane" in a swimsuit outfit.

She wore a daringly designed white two-piece bikini with an almost transparent sheer top over it, perfectly outlining her figure.

She leaned back on the sofa, one hand casually resting on the edge of the chair, the other hand holding a pair of sunglasses to her rosy lips, her posture relaxed yet extremely alluring.

However, the composition of the photo is quite ordinary, probably taken by Meng Sixian, but that doesn't stop Chen Fei from saving the original photo.

Just as Chen Fei was admiring the photos, Lu Ziyue's next text message popped up:

"How is it? Not bad, right? My skin feels so much better after drinking your lemon water!"

I'll let you in on a little secret: actually, Xiaoxian and I even took some photos where we were completely naked.

If you want to see the whole thing... you might as well tell me honestly, what's the deal with that lemonade of yours?

As Chen Fei looked at these lines of text, his brows furrowed more and more. The doubts in his heart not only remained unresolved, but deepened.

Why would a girl like Lu Ziyue, who comes from a wealthy family, has top-notch personal qualities, and enjoys a large following and popularity in the cosplay community, be so obsessed with her secret? Even going so far as to use private photos as bait and bargaining chips?

This goes beyond ordinary curiosity. What exactly is she trying to investigate?

Or is it that what interests her not so much the "lemonade" itself, but the "mysterious power" that the "lemonade" represents, as she believes it to be?

Sacrificing one's looks for an uncertain secret? This doesn't make sense for a smart girl like Lu Ziyue, unless she also has her own secrets.

Chen Fei's finger hovered over the screen for a moment, deleting the teasing or probing remark he had originally intended to make, and replied directly:

"I've already told you it's just your imagination. Your skin is better because you've been taking good care of it. Why do you keep harping on this? [laughing and crying emoji]"

send.

The dialog box immediately displays "The other party is typing..." at the top.

Chen Fei stared at that line of text for a full minute or two, but no new messages came through.

It was obvious that Lu Ziyue on the other side of the screen couldn't figure out how to reply after thinking for a long time.

Chen Fei put his phone on the table, preparing to ignore the strange girl for the time being.

He picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth, paid the bill, and got up to leave the restaurant.

I should go back and see Jiang Che, and tell her the good news about our successful collaboration.

The phone lay quietly in her pocket, and Lu Ziyue's chat window still displayed "The other party is typing...".