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

Ding Heng raised his hand and slapped her bare thigh without any mercy.

A crisp sound.

Lin Man winced in pain and let out a soft moan.

She turned around and glared at Ding Heng resentfully.

"Ouch!"

Ding Heng smiled.

"I'll leave you a mark, now go."

"Humph……"

Lin Man rubbed her thigh, looking quite aggrieved.

After getting off the car, he had only taken a few steps when Hua Qing came out of the building, and the two bumped into each other.

Hua Qing paused, her gaze falling on Lin Man.

She glanced at Lin Man's face, then at her legs.

The black stockings were nowhere to be found, and there was a clear handprint on the left thigh.

Hua Qing frowned slightly: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Lin Man replied casually, "Something came up and I was held up. Are you really concerned about me, senior?"

Hua Qing scoffed and ignored her, heading straight for Ding Heng's Chang'an.

"Let's go, take me home to wash up first."

Ding Heng started the car and slowly drove away.

Hua Qing leaned back in her chair, gazing out the window without saying a word.

Ding Heng didn't say anything, focusing on driving.

A moment later, Hua Qing suddenly looked down, her gaze falling on the area under the seat: "This is..."

Ding Heng glanced at it and calmly said, "Oh, Yan hope probably dropped it by accident."

Hua Qing reached out and picked it up. The letter pattern on it was clearly visible, and it was still warm to the touch.

"Does Yan hope wear this kind of thing too?"

"Occasionally, you can try it too, senior."

"I won't wear it..."

Hua Qing looked disdainful, recalling Lin Man, whom she had just met.

The black stockings were gone, and there was a clear handprint on her left thigh.

Who could have done it?

The strange feeling in Hua Qing's heart grew stronger and stronger.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 73%]

Ding Heng stared blankly at the numbers flashing through his mind and continued driving.

Chapter 120: Zhao Yanxi Prepares to Fight the Fox Spirit!

A female dormitory at Central South University.

Zhao Yanxi slumped in her chair, staring at the homework on the computer screen, feeling increasingly depressed.

This weekend, Ding Heng only spent one day with her again.

They called it "not disturbing her while she finishes her homework."

Li Aitong leaned closer and rested her head on the back of Zhao Yanxi's chair.

"Yan hope, have you finished your homework? Can I borrow it for reference?"

"I sent it to you on WeChat."

Zhao Yanxi clicked the mouse, picked up a pair of headphones, put them on, and prepared to listen to some music to relax.

Another roommate, Zhang Xiao, chimed in: "Yan hope, are those your headphones the new Sennheiser model? I remember they cost over five thousand!"

Zhao Yanxi took off her headphones and smiled sheepishly, "The price has already dropped, it's not that expensive anymore. I bought it on sale during Singles' Day."

Huang Meng also chimed in: "Did your boyfriend give this to you again?"

Zhao Yanxi nodded.

November was already halfway over, and Ding Heng still hadn't delivered on his promise to buy her a bag last month, but Zhao Yanxi didn't care at all.

She wanted those luxury bags, but they didn't really suit her aesthetic; she was mainly looking for something new.

If Ding Heng doesn't remember, she won't bother to remind him.

On the other hand, Ding Heng had already spoiled her enough.

She never wanted any money from Ding Heng, but now whenever she sends him a link, he places an order instantly.

For example, with these Sennheiser headphones, she initially just wanted Ding Heng to help her choose the color, but Ding Heng paid for them directly.

Although it was quite enjoyable, especially when her roommates cast envious glances at her, it greatly satisfied her vanity.

But after feeling smug, Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but have some doubts.

Why am I starting to look more and more like a gold digger when I'm with Ding Heng?

We should learn from Xiaojingjing; diligence and thrift are the hallmarks of a good woman.

But every time I open a shopping app, I can't control myself from buying things!

Li Aitong asked gossipily, "Yan hope, have you and your boyfriend's relationship gotten better and better lately?"

Zhao Yanxi scratched her head: "It's alright, I don't feel any different from before."

"So he's been buying you so many things lately?"

Hearing Li Aitong say this, Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Recently, Ding Heng has been buying her things much more frequently.

Li Aitong continued to fan the flames: "When a man suddenly becomes exceptionally generous, it's usually because he's done something wrong and feels guilty."

Huang Meng tried to smooth things over, saying, "Don't stir up trouble, they're getting along great."

Zhao Yanxi did not speak.

After going to see a variety show with Li Aitong last time, their relationship basically soured, and now they are only maintaining a superficial peace.

Li Aitong's sudden provocation is purely a case of sour grapes.

Zhao Yanxi teased, "Aitong, you're so experienced, did you get a big one for Wang Xu when he cheated on you last time?"

Li Aitong's face instantly turned ugly, and then she heard Zhao Yanxi exclaim in a Versailles-like tone.

"If I give a man a gift every time he makes a mistake, I'd love for him to make more mistakes."

She looked at Huang Meng and Zhang Xiao: "You agree, right?"

"That's true. If I gave my boyfriend a gift worth five or six thousand yuan every time he made a mistake, I would look forward to him making a mistake every day."

"Yeah, yeah, anyway, the gift is real, so what's the point of being angry? You might as well ask for a few more bags."

The group discussed amongst themselves.

During this period, Zhao Yanxi received shoes, headphones, skincare products, and other odds and ends, which added up to nearly 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

For any student looking at them, they would be drooling.

Zhao Yanxi put her headphones back on and stopped participating in the discussion.

The music was playing in her ears, but she wasn't paying attention at all; Li Aitong's words were still echoing in her mind.

Admittedly, there is some truth to that.

These past few weekends, Ding Heng has consistently missed one day of his time with her, most likely because he's out flirting with another woman.

Feeling indebted to her afterwards, he kept giving her gifts.

Is that right?

Zhao Yanxi took off her headphones again: "Hey, do you guys know Lin Man from Hunan Normal University?"

Zhang Xiao blinked: "Lin Man? Who's that?"

Li Aitong shook her head: "I don't know him."

Huang Meng looked up and asked, "Is that Lin Man from the Hubei Normal University dance team? The one who's really pretty?"

Do you know Huang Meng?

“How could I possibly know her! She’s a rich second-generation. My dad works at her company and mentioned her to me once.”

"Young lady? Is she very rich?"

"Her maternal grandfather started his business in the entertainment service industry, with KTVs, foot massage parlors, internet cafes, hotels, billiard halls... He had quite a few businesses in Hunan and Guangdong provinces."

"Serious or indecent?"

"Then I wouldn't know."

Huang Meng shrugged, unable to understand why Zhao Yanxi was asking about Lin Man.

Li Aitong suddenly interjected, "Huang Meng, what kind of job does your dad work in a place like that?"

Huang Meng didn't mince words and frankly admitted, "Security guards, you all know my family's financial situation."

Li Aitong chuckled, thinking she was being humorous: "Security guard, oh, I thought..."

"Oh, right!"

Zhao Yanxi quickly interrupted Li Aitong and changed the subject: "Are you guys having hot pot tomorrow? Let's go together?"

Distracted by Zhao Yanxi, Li Aitong could only swallow her words: "Forget it, my boyfriend asked me to go to the movies."

"You're still with Wang Xu?"