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

"Brother, please take me with you, I promise I'll be good."

The little girl looked up, her expression impeccably sincere.

"Row……"

After all, they would be family in the future, and Ding Heng simply couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.

Secretary Huang gave Baima a few final words of advice before she took a taxi and left.

Watching the taxi disappear around the street corner, Baima let out a long sigh of relief.

"Whew—I almost breech!"

His shoulders slumped, and the innocent look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a burst of dialect.

She stretched her neck, rubbed her face, and then glanced at Ding Heng.

"Hey you, where's the car parked?"

Who is that?

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her.

Baima immediately became alert: "What are you doing?"

Ding Heng didn't speak, but suddenly waved his hand behind her: "Secretary Huang, why are you back?"

Baima's expression changed, she straightened her back, put on a sweet smile, and her voice returned to its sweet tone.

"Brother, we're getting ready to go..."

Halfway through her sentence, Baima turned around and looked back.

It was empty; there was no Secretary Huang to be seen.

Baima turned around and glared fiercely at Ding Heng: "You lied to me!"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated: "Was it really necessary? We're family now, why are you still so hostile towards me?"

Baima put her hands on her hips and said, "Who are you family with? A snitch like you will never deserve my forgiveness! Do you know how much my allowance has shrunk since that day?"

Ding Heng, hands in his pockets, asked, "What did you say?"

"I'm saying you've made my allowance shrink!"

"Forward!"

I'm calling you a despicable person!

"Go further ahead."

"Who's family with you!"

"Say it again, put it all together?"

"Who's family with you? A snitch like you will never deserve my forgiveness! Do you know how much my allowance has shrunk since that day?"

Bai Ma was furious. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Did you hear me clearly?!"

Ding Heng remained calm and composed as he took out his phone from his pocket. The screen displayed a hands-free call with Secretary Huang.

"Did you hear me clearly, Secretary Huang?"

"You, you, you...you're despicable!"

Baima's eyes widened, and she let out a mournful wail.

"Secretary Huang, please let me explain! I didn't mean it at all! Please don't tell my mom! My allowance and New Year's money..."

Ding Heng pressed the hang-up button, his smile seemingly harmless.

"My dear little sister, from now on you'll be a good girl and listen to your brother, and your brother will give you a big red envelope!"

Chapter 136: The Easing of Sibling Relationship

Ding Heng and Bai Ma returned to the car.

After being tricked by Ding Heng once, Bai Ma became much more obedient and transformed back into a well-behaved child.

Ding Heng glanced at her and casually asked, "Bai Ma, how much pocket money did you lose last time?"

Bai Ma's face instantly fell, and she replied in a muffled voice, "Fifty thousand a month has been directly reduced to five thousand a month, a tenfold reduction!"

Ding Heng's hand on the steering wheel trembled slightly, thinking he had misheard: "How much?"

"Fifty thousand becomes five thousand."

Baima repeated it confidently.

Ding Heng could hardly believe his ears.

A high school student with 50,000 yuan in pocket money per month?

Looking back on my high school years, what kind of hardship did I endure?

But he was still puzzled: "You're a high school student, isn't five thousand a month enough to live on?"

"That's definitely not enough!"

Baima started counting on her fingers: "Not counting food, drinks and shopping, I spend more than 30,000 yuan a month on games!"

Ding Heng gasped.

What games can cost you over 30,000 yuan a month?

"Bai Ma, you really like playing games?"

"I started playing when I was six years old."

Weren't you still in Tibet back then?

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Baima immediately became agitated, her small frame ramrod straight in her seat: "Tibet is just a plateau, with higher altitudes, it's not some godforsaken place! Can you please stop making stereotypes!"

Ding Heng, feeling guilty after being rebuked, gave an awkward laugh: "Sorry, sorry... So what games do you play?"

"Humph!"

Baima snorted smugly, took out her phone from her pocket, opened the little black box, and handed it over.

"I play all kinds of games, popular ones like LOL, WOW, GO... basically any game you can name, I play them all."

Ding Heng took the phone and glanced at it.

Good guy.

LOL - King of Kings.

Tiles – Empowerment.

CSGO - Demon King S+

……

All of my game accounts are at the top rank.

Ding Heng handed the phone back, but couldn't help glancing at Baima a few more times.

What a prodigy e-sports girl!

wrong……

He suddenly realized a question: "Where do you get so much time to play games?"

With his current perception and reaction speed, plus the system's support, reaching these ranks wouldn't be difficult, but it would definitely take a long time.

This girl is in her final year of high school, where would she find the time?

Baima arrogantly raised his chin: "Does a game necessarily have to be played by yourself?"

Ding Heng: "..."

Baima continued smugly, "My mother delegates many things to her subordinates and rarely does them herself. That's called resource integration, you know?"

Just as Baima was boasting, Ding Heng suddenly blurted out a remark.

"Bai Ma, do you not have any friends at school?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Baima's face froze instantly.

Ding Heng added insult to injury: "Or rather, even if you have friends, they're the kind who're after your money?"

"You're talking nonsense! You're the one who has no friends!"

Bai Ma suddenly raised her voice, her face turning bright red: "I have lots of friends! I have a ton of besties! We always go shopping and hang out together! How dare you say I don't have any friends!"

The louder her voice got, the less confident she seemed.

Ding Heng didn't say anything more, he just drove quietly.

After calling out a few times, Baima realized that Ding Heng wasn't responding at all, and gradually quieted down.

She turned her face away and looked out the window, her cheeks puffed out, giving off a "I don't want to talk to you" vibe.

Ding Heng observed her reaction and roughly understood what was going on.

This girl lost her father at a young age, and her mother went out to work, leaving her as a left-behind child for a long time.

Back then, I probably wasn't very popular, so I could only find a sense of existence in the online world.

Later, Qu Zhen became wealthy and brought her to Chengdu, providing her with ample material comforts.

But she can't escape the online world, which is why she spends a lot of money on games, enjoying the feeling of being admired and surrounded by people.

The car became completely quiet, with only the occasional sound of the navigation system.

A dozen minutes later, Ding Heng parked his car in front of a small late-night snack shop.

"Get off the bus."

Ding Heng unbuckled his seatbelt.

Baima froze, looking out the window in confusion: "Weren't you taking me to your school? Where is this?"

Ding Heng joked, "You really want to visit my school?"