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

Zhao Yanxi reached for her phone on the bedside table, and the screen lit up—6:42 AM.

As usual, I opened my WeChat Moments, and the first post was Lin Man's update. She was eating breakfast with her makeup on.

The caption was just two words: [Stealing a moment of leisure]

After Lin Man's WX application was approved last time, the two exchanged brief greetings.

"Hello, I'm Lin Man."

"Hello, I am Zhao Yanxi."

And then there was no more.

Lin Man didn't care at all where Zhao Yanxi got her WeChat account, nor did she care why Zhao Yanxi added her.

It seems that to her, it was just another insignificant person on her friend list, not worth asking any further questions.

Zhao Yanxi put her phone back on the bedside table, closed her eyes, and pondered again the question Wenjing had repeatedly asked.

Even if it's confirmed that Lin Man and Ding Heng are having an affair, what can she do? What can she do?

To tear each other apart and pull hair?

That's so embarrassing, and Ding Heng will definitely be angry.

Pretending not to know?

I feel so suffocated...

Should we talk to Lin Man in person?

What should we talk about? Should we tell her, "Please stay away from my boyfriend"?

Why?

She wasn't even Ding Heng's only girlfriend...

Zhao Yanxi opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, and sighed.

Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore.

She shrank down, burrowing into the covers, ready to wake the man and greet him with a good morning.

……

An hour later, at the hotel's buffet restaurant.

The four-person table by the window is bathed in sunlight.

Zhao Yanxi returned to her seat, her plate piled high with food.

Wenjing couldn't help but mutter, "Can we finish all this?"

Zhao Yanxi picked up her chopsticks and said matter-of-factly, "There's nothing I can do. I expended too much energy tonight, and someone refuses to help..."

Her quiet little face flushed slightly as she buried her head in her food without saying a word.

Ding Heng was drinking coffee when he heard this. He put down his cup and gently flicked Zhao Yanxi's forehead.

"Boom."

"Ouch!"

Zhao Yanxi covered her forehead, looking aggrieved.

Ding Heng ignored her and turned to Wen Jing: "Is everything ready?"

Wenjing nodded: "Yes, I carefully checked all the camping gear yesterday and packed it all in your car."

"What about food?"

"Yan hope and I went shopping yesterday. We bought snacks, fruit, bottled water, and some instant food. They're all in the trunk."

Ding Heng nodded in satisfaction and then looked at Zhao Yanxi.

Zhao Yanxi, with bacon stuffed in her mouth, mumbled, "Don't look at me, I'm responsible for being beautiful!"

"Boom."

I got hit on the forehead again.

Ding Heng said irritably, "You're in charge, so don't even think about slacking off when we get there."

Zhao Yanxi pouted, genuinely aggrieved this time: "I packed my things yesterday, don't worry, I promise I won't slack off..."

Wenjing chuckled to herself.

The weather has been sunny and pleasant lately.

On a whim, Zhao Yanxi invited Hua Yue and Hua Qing to go camping in the countryside.

The location was chosen by Ding Heng. It was in the suburbs where his maternal grandparents lived, and further north was a favorite place that Ding Heng used to frequent when he was a child.

It wasn't one of those trendy campsites; there weren't many people there. It was more like his childhood secret hideout.

After finishing their meal, the three packed their belongings and drove away from the hotel.

Nearly an hour later, Ding Heng stopped in front of his maternal grandparents' shop.

Hua Qing's white new energy vehicle was parked not far away, charging at a charging station.

On a small stool outside the convenience store, Hua Qing peeled an orange, while Hua Yue petted a cat.

An elderly woman with gray hair was sitting in the middle, chatting happily with them.

Ding Heng called out, "Grandma."

"Heng Yazi is here!"

The old lady got up to go to greet him, but her gaze suddenly fell on her grandson's back.

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing walked over one after the other.

She was poised and elegant, with a smile in her eyes.

She is well-behaved, petite, and adorable.

Before the old lady could figure it out, Zhao Yanxi quickly stepped forward and greeted her with a smile: "Hello, Grandma! My name is Zhao Yanxi."

Wenjing followed closely behind, her voice shy: "Hello, Grandma... I... my name is Wenjing..."

The old lady looked at this and then at that.

"Alright, alright, you're all good children. Come in and sit down!"

She beckoned the two girls inside, and before they could react, she grabbed Ding Heng's sleeve and dragged him into the inner room.

As soon as the curtain was drawn, the old lady immediately put on a stern face: "Hengya, who are these people?"

Ding Heng calmly replied, "Friend, didn't I already tell you we were going on a camping trip together?"

"You said you were bringing a few friends, but you didn't say they were all girls!"

The old woman looked at her suspiciously: "Which one is your girlfriend?"

Ding Heng replied cheerfully, "That depends on you, Grandma. Who do you want as your granddaughter-in-law?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

The old lady slapped him in an annoyed tone: "Are you making fun of an old woman like me?"

Ding Heng smiled and dodged the question, not responding to it: "Grandma, have you prepared my things?"

The old lady glared at him, turned around and walked to the corner of the inner room, opened a large freezer, and handed a heavy plastic bag to Ding Heng.

"Here, I bought the meat myself, and Uncle Qiao's family helped with the marinating and processing. They've been doing barbecue for over twenty years, so don't worry!"

"how much is it?"

Ding Heng took it and weighed it in his hand; it was quite heavy.

The old lady raised her hand and gently patted the back of his head: "You little brat, do you think I'm asking you for money? Take it, take it!"

Ding Heng didn't stand on ceremony. He went out of the inner room, put the meat into the insulated box in the car, picked up two large buckets of mineral water, and then casually took two of his grandfather's treasured fishing rods.

The old lady followed him out and reminded him, "Be careful, it gets chilly in the mountains at night, wear more clothes."

"know."

Ding Heng closed the car door and turned around: "By the way, Grandma, a shipment will be arriving soon, remember to sign for it."

The old lady was taken aback: "What is it? Don't give it to us old folks..."

Before she could finish speaking, the car started and slowly drove away.

"Hey, you silly child—"

As the old lady watched the two cars disappear at the end of the road, she was about to turn back when a van suddenly stopped in front of the shop.

The car door opened, and four or five workers jumped out, holding slips of paper: "Excuse me, is this Sun Yu Store?"

The old lady nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

The worker handed over the receipt: "Sir, please sign for this."

The old lady took the form and pen, glanced down at it, and saw a densely packed list of things.

"What are all these?"

The workers have already started unloading: "New TV, refrigerator, sofa, massage chair... there's a lot of stuff. Don't worry, we'll move it in and arrange it for you, get rid of the old stuff, and make sure everything is spotless."

The old lady stood there, stunned, her pen motionless for a long time.

She looked up at the now empty concrete road.

You brat, where did you get so much money?

…………

In the car, Zhao Yanxi asked curiously, "Brother Ding Heng, where are we going?"

Ding Heng kept everyone in suspense: "You'll find out in a bit!"

The car drove on the highway for nearly ten minutes, then suddenly turned and drove onto a rugged and bumpy mountain road.

Wenjing usually gets carsick, and this time she even leaned against the window and vomited.

Finally, after the car plunged down a steep slope, Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing's view opened up.