Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"It's getting colder now, let's go have some mutton soup."

"Why spend money? Isn't it better to have a free hotel buffet?"

"Oh my Jingjing, how much could a bowl of mutton soup cost? I'll treat you, okay..."

Without saying a word, Zhao Yanxi shoved Wenjing and pulled her outside.

The mutton soup restaurant is located next to the shopping mall. It's a long-established brand, and the steaming hot mutton soup paired with freshly baked flatbread warms you right to the core.

After dinner, the three of them strolled around the mall for a while and then watched a movie together.

It was almost eight o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

Ding Heng went into the side bedroom, where the two girls were resting in the master bedroom.

When Wenjing came out of the shower, she found Zhao Yanxi sitting cross-legged on the bed with a serious expression, as if she was about to give an important speech!

Wenjing asked, puzzled, "Yanxi, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yanxi patted the bed: "I have something important to tell you."

Wenjing dried her hair, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and yawned.

"What important business is it?"

"Pay attention! This is very important!"

Wenjing reluctantly sat cross-legged and tried to perk herself up.

Zhao Yanxi asked, "Did you know about Long He going to your school yesterday?"

Wenjing nodded: "I know, I'm also shopping nearby."

Where was Ding Heng at that time?

"He...hearing Long He's name, he ran off to see what was going on."

"Watching the show?"

"Ah."

Wenjing began to recall.

"He told me to wait at the supermarket entrance, and then he disappeared. He didn't come back for more than an hour."

"really!"

"As expected what?"

"I now have ample reason to suspect that Long He's appearance at Hubei University yesterday was because of Ding Heng!"

After hearing Zhao Yanxi's speculation, Wen Jing was completely dumbfounded.

"What nonsense are you spouting! How could a big star like Longhe possibly have anything to do with Ding Heng?"

"Let me finish speaking first..."

Five minutes later, Zhao Yanxi gave a brief retelling of what had happened that day, and Wen Jing was still confused after listening.

"Just because Long He mentioned Ding Heng's name, you think they're related, and that their relationship is special?"

"Xiao Jingjing, can't you have a little sense of crisis?!"

Zhao Yanxi looked extremely serious.

"How could Long He, a big star, know Ding Heng's name out of nowhere? And why did she pronounce it so naturally?"

"It can't be that bad..."

Wenjing still felt that her best friend was overthinking things.

"Absolutely!"

Zhao Yanxi slammed her fist on the bed again, raising the volume.

“One coincidence is one thing, but think about it… Long He deliberately chose me to go on stage today, and her agent came out specifically to bring Ding Heng in. All these coincidences combined are no coincidence!”

"what is that?"

"A complete chain of evidence!"

Zhao Yanxi's eyes sharpened: "I can now confirm that Long He deliberately went to Hubei University to find Ding Heng yesterday, and it's even possible that... it was to complete Ding Heng's mission."

Wenjing was even more confused: "A mission? What mission?"

"You... sigh..."

Zhao Yanxi felt it was necessary to give her best friend a proper lesson, so that she wouldn't remain naive forever.

She cleared her throat and began to explain what the "master's task" was, making Wenjing blush.

"How could that be? Ding Heng wouldn't go that far!"

"How could it not be that bad?"

Zhao Yanxi rolled her eyes, adopting an air of someone who had been through it all.

"He's constantly tormenting me now. Don't I know his preferences better than you? If he treats me like this, he'll probably do even worse with Longhe! Just think about the thrill of controlling a top star, what man could resist?"

Wenjing only half understood what she was hearing, and her face turned so red it was almost bleeding.

"So, Ding Heng gave you a task?"

"Not at the moment..."

Zhao Yanxi pouted and waved her hand.

"It doesn't matter anyway."

She held up two fingers, emphasizing the point.

"The important thing is that we now have two enemies, you know? Two of them! One is Lin Man, and the other is a big star!"

Wenjing asked the same old question again: "And then? What do you plan to do?"

Zhao Yanxi held Wenjing's small hand tightly and said earnestly, "Little Jingjing, the greater the external threat, the more united we must be internally!"

Looking at her best friend's "serious" face, Wenjing already understood seven or eight parts of the situation.

"Zhao Yanxi, what do you want me to do? Just say it."

"Why don't you change your clothes later and go find him?"

Why are you looking for him?

"Looking for trouble!"

"what!?"

Wenjing was dumbfounded...

Chapter 112: My Brother's Woman

Wenjing stood at the doorway of the side bedroom, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She glanced down at her entire outfit.

A white fitted shirt, a black tight-fitting pencil skirt, sheer black stockings, and a pair of black pointed-toe stilettos.

This is the office lady outfit that Ding Heng took a picture of her in during the summer vacation. She has never worn it since and it has been sitting idle in the dressing room of the presidential suite on the 27th floor.

Wenjing took a deep breath, recalling her last conversation with Zhao Yanxi.

"Let him have his fun for a while, then we can have another fun together..."

"Then?"

"What's next? A person's energy is always limited. I don't believe that Ding Heng, this ox, won't get tired of plowing the field. Let's see if he still has the energy to go find a vixen!"

If he and Zhao Yanxi work together, can they really exhaust Ding Heng?

Wenjing snapped out of her thoughts and gently knocked on the door.

"Ding Heng, are you asleep?"

No one responded.

Wenjing tapped again, raising the volume slightly.

"Ding Heng?"

Still no response.

Wenjing, without hesitation, mustered her courage and pushed open the door. Nervously and shyly, she closed her eyes and stammered out the lines she had prepared.

"I...I came to find you...to find your...to sleep..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, the last few words almost muffled in her mouth.

Still no response...

Two seconds later, Wenjing secretly opened one eye. The side room was empty; Ding Heng was nowhere to be found.

Wenjing was wondering what was going on when her phone suddenly rang. It was a message from Ding Heng.

[Ding Heng]: Tell Yan hope that I suddenly have something to do and won't be sleeping in the hotel anymore.

[Ding Heng]: You two can go out and explore on your own tomorrow, it's the weekend. I'll come find you again when I have time.

Wenjing stared at the screen, recalling the various speculations Zhao Yanxi had made...

Why would Ding Heng suddenly leave the hotel late at night?

She shook her head, banishing her doubts, and remained as sensible and well-behaved as ever.

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: Okay!

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: [Cute Little Rabbit.jpg]

Ding Heng was too busy to reply to Wen Jing's messages.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and his phone with the other, the screen showing his conversation with Hua Qing.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: I'm drunk, can you come pick me up?

A simple sentence, no address, no information, no follow-up.