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

Zhao Yanxi swallowed the meat in her mouth, picked up her juice and took a big gulp: "I ran errands with Huang Meng today, and I didn't even have time for lunch."

Ding Heng put down his chopsticks: "By the way, I have something to tell you. I'm going to Pengcheng the day after tomorrow."

Zhao Yanxi looked up: "Pengcheng? What for?"

"It's Lin Man's uncle's birthday, she has to go back, I'll go with her."

"Oh……"

Zhao Yanxi dragged out her words, her emotions remaining unchanged.

The man has indeed been spending more time with her lately, but she also understands that he is not hers alone.

Ding Heng simply asked, "Are you coming with me?"

"The day after tomorrow... the day after tomorrow is the weekend."

Zhao Yanxi thought about it carefully: "It's not a bad idea, anyway, staying at school is boring."

Ding Heng nodded, then turned to Wen Jing: "Wen Jing, what about you? Do you want to come along?"

Wenjing's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, her face showing hesitation, and she did not answer immediately.

Zhao Yanxi noticed something was off with her best friend: "Xiao Jingjing, don't you want to go?"

Ding Heng cut to the chase, saying, "Wenjing, your older sister works in Pengcheng, right?"

"right……"

Are you still in contact with her?

"We contacted each other once during the Chinese New Year."

Wenjing's voice softened: "She didn't come home for the New Year, but she gave red envelopes to everyone in the family. My mother talked about it to Xiaoshu for days, saying that my older sister has finally become sensible..."

"Then when you go to Shenzhen this time, you can ask her out for a meal."

Ding Heng said calmly, "I won't accompany you. Can you manage on your own?"

Wenjing raised her head and met Ding Heng's gaze.

She understood Ding Heng's meaning; he didn't object to her contacting her family, but he didn't want to get too involved.

"Ah."

The little rabbit nodded obediently as usual.

…………

May 16th, early morning.

The air in Shenzhen in May is humid and stuffy.

After driving on the highway for more than forty minutes, the black van finally turned onto a tree-lined road.

The tall buildings on both sides gradually receded, replaced by groves of palm trees and neatly trimmed shrubs, finally coming to a stop in front of a building with a full glass curtain wall.

The building is not tall, but it stretches horizontally and occupies an entire city block.

The doorman opened the car door, and Lin Man got out first. After Ding Heng came out, she immediately snuggled up to him and said in a coquettish tone, "Boss, I can't afford the presidential suite, so I can only ask you to make do."

Even in the off-season, the presidential suite at a similar hotel in Pengcheng costs several times more than that of the Chujiang Hotel in Xingcheng, which Lin Man cannot afford.

"Alright, let's go up first."

Ding Heng handed the luggage to the doorman and gestured for Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing to follow.

Upon entering the room, Lin Man took out cotton slippers from the entryway cabinet, unpacked them, and neatly placed them beside Ding Heng's feet.

Then he straightened up, clapped his hands, and said, "Boss, I'm going to take a shower first. I feel sticky and uncomfortable."

Zhao Yanxi caught up with him: "Together, together, I want to wash too."

Two women entered the master bedroom's bathroom one after the other, the door ajar, leaving a crack.

Ding Heng went to the floor-to-ceiling window and gazed at the sea with a calm expression.

Wenjing stepped forward obediently and asked, "Ding Heng, are you going to wash?"

"You want to come with me?"

Wenjing hummed in agreement, lowered her head shyly, and turned to walk into the bathroom in the side bedroom.

It was rare for the little white rabbit to take the initiative, so Ding Heng didn't want to spoil the fun.

The sound of water came from two directions at the same time, faintly heard through the door.

The master bedroom's bathroom is large, with a separate wet and dry area. Near the window is a rectangular heated bathtub, big enough for three or four people to take a bath at the same time.

Zhao Yanxi filled the tub with water, tested the temperature, then took off her clothes and carefully sat down inside.

"what……"

She let out a satisfied sigh and leaned back against the edge of the bathtub.

Lin Man then came in, took off her suit skirt and stockings, and stepped into the bathtub.

Ripples spread out, washing over her slender waist.

She sat down facing Zhao Yanxi, her long legs naturally stretched out, her toes touching Zhao Yanxi's calves.

"Sister Man, your legs are so long..."

"You're not short either, and you're even thinner than me."

"But I feel like Brother Ding Heng prefers your fleshy thighs."

"Is there?"

Haven't you noticed it before?

"It seems so..."

The two women were chatting when they suddenly heard a short moan from next door. They looked at each other and smiled.

Then the sounds came intermittently... splashing water, rubbing fabric, and the soft sound of something being pressed against the glass.

Zhao Yanxi pretended not to hear and continued to chat casually.

"Sister Man, is your hometown Pengcheng?"

"If we count by ancestral home, my maternal grandfather was from southern Fujian."

Lin Man gently stirred the water: "Back then, he couldn't make a living in his hometown, so he came to Shenzhen to make a living. Now he still goes back to pay respects to his ancestors every year."

"So you grew up in Shenzhen?"

"Yes, my household registration has always been in Shenzhen."

"Your family must own a house in Shenzhen, right?"

Zhao Yanxi joked, "Why don't you take us back to stay? It would save us the cost of this hotel."

Lin Man frankly said, "My house is too small and old... I don't even want to live there myself, let alone take you guys. If the boss dislikes it, I'll be punished."

Zhao Yanxi asked in bewilderment, "Sister Man, you're so rich, why don't you live in a luxury mansion or villa?"

"Yan Xi, you think too highly of me! Besides, my home is my home, and my grandfather is my grandfather..."

Lin Man swam over, raised her hand and gently tapped Zhao Yanxi's forehead: "This is Pengcheng, you want to live in a luxury villa? My monthly salary probably isn't even enough for rent."

Zhao Yanxi blinked, a little confused: "Are houses in Pengcheng really that expensive?"

Lin Man was amused: "Yan hope, don't you have any idea about housing prices in first-tier cities? If all else fails, why don't you ask your boss to buy you one?"

Zhao Yanxi pouted: "Sister Man, you're teasing me again."

"If you want it, it's not impossible."

Ding Heng's voice suddenly interrupted, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Zhao Yanxi and Lin Man both turned their heads to look back.

Zhao Yanxi leaned forward and asked, "Brother Ding Heng, where's Wenjing?"

Ding Heng replied with a smile, "We're resting right now. Who's next?"

Lin Man quickly declined, saying, "I have to go out later, boss, you can continue to torment Yan hope."

"Sister Man..."

Zhao Yanxi was so embarrassed that she reached out to splash water on her.

Lin Man laughed and dodged, splashing water all over the ground.

Ding Heng untied his bathrobe and stepped into the bathtub, where water overflowed and splashed onto the floor.

The next second, before Zhao Yanxi could react, Ding Heng had already pulled her into his arms.

The water began to ripple, the movement grew louder and the waves became more rapid, spreading out in concentric circles.

Lin Man sat at the other end of the bathtub, quietly observing while secretly making plans in her mind.

Was Ding Heng just being polite?

Or will he really buy it for Zhao Yanxi?

And when will I finally be rewarded with a new sweet treat...?

Lin Man stepped out of the bathtub, grabbed a towel to wrap herself in, walked barefoot out of the bathroom, and gently closed the door behind her.

Upon entering the dressing room, Lin Man changed into clean and tidy casual clothes, dried her hair, and applied light makeup.

Finally, she took out a pair of small pearl earrings from her bag, put them on, looked at herself in the mirror from left to right, and nodded in satisfaction.

The dinner party later is organized by the Lin family's grandchildren. It doesn't need to be too formal, but it also can't be too undignified.

Stepping out of the dressing room, Ding Heng had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa in the living room scrolling through his phone, leaving Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing resting in the bedroom.

Lin Man walked over and stood still: "Boss, I'm done."

Ding Heng put away his phone and put his arm around Lin Man, saying, "Let's go."

The two walked out of the room and entered the elevator, with Lin Man standing quietly beside Ding Heng.

"boss.

"Ok?"

"Lin Kaihui already knows you're in Shenzhen and wants to invite you to dinner alone tomorrow."