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

"Fortunately."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Not as thoughtful as my cousin. You must take good care of your sister-in-law and younger siblings every day, right?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the banquet hall froze again, and several men looked at their wives in unison.

Lin Zhihong's smile remained unchanged.

"Cousin, you've found someone who dotes on you, but he's already giving us a hard time right from the start?"

He turned to Lin Man: "You're much better than your good-for-nothing father. Back then, when his wife and daughter were being bullied, he didn't dare to utter a single word."

Lin Man's pupils suddenly contracted, and she, who had just been advising Ding Heng to calm down, suddenly took a big step forward.

This time, Ding Heng gently pressed down on her shoulder and stood in front of her.

"Cousin, you're thirty-seven this year, right?"

"What advice do you have?"

"People as wealthy as you usually get regular checkups, but there are some things you might not have paid attention to... like whether you can father children?"

The next second, everyone perked up their ears.

"You must think you're fine."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "After all, you already have two daughters and a son, and they all look like you and have curly hair, so there's no need to doubt that you have any problems."

Lin Zhihong frowned.

"But I don't know if you've ever helped your child with their biology homework..."

Ding Heng continued, "Curly hair is a trait. For example, if the mother has curly hair and the father has straight hair, and their two sons have different hair styles, one curly and one not, it's a perfectly normal genetic phenomenon. But the one with straight hair can also have a child with curly hair!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Zhiyuan's face turned deathly pale, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"But it's okay,"

Ding Heng said casually, "After all, we're all brothers, and the children are all his uncle's grandchildren. Why should we differentiate between you and me?"

Finally, Ding Heng added one more sentence.

"You and Zhiyuan take care of your younger siblings together every day. You're clearly a coward, yet you take the blame. How unfair is that!"

The audience was silent.

Lin Zhiyuan's expression was even more disgusting than if he had eaten shit.

All eyes darted back and forth between the two brothers, the fire of gossip burning brightly.

Lin Zhihong's fondness for married women was not a big secret in the Lin family, but no one expected him to do it to his own cousin.

No one would have guessed that his own brother, Lin Zhiyuan, was involved in even bigger schemes!

The smile on Lin Zhihong's face finally vanished completely, replaced by an expression of frost.

Ding Heng concluded with a heartfelt word of advice: "Tomorrow is your eldest uncle's sixtieth birthday. You'd better settle your accounts tonight and don't give him a big gift."

After he finished speaking, he took Lin Man's hand and quickly turned to leave.

"and many more!"

Lin Zhiyuan instinctively chased after him.

"stop."

Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Lin Zhihong roared, "Let them go!"

Lin Zhiyuan's voice trembled: "Big brother, they..."

"I told them to leave. Tomorrow is Dad's birthday. Do you want to cause a scene?!"

Lin Zhihong roared and howled, his eyes devoid of any emotion as he looked at his brother.

While the two brothers were facing off, Ding Heng led Lin Man back to the garage.

The car started and slowly drove out of the villa area.

Lin Man was still in a daze.

"boss."

"Ok?"

How did you figure that out?

Ding Heng pretended to be stupid.

"What did you figure out?"

"that is……"

"I was just rambling, don't take it to heart."

Ding Heng spoke casually, which made Lin Man's lips twitch.

What nonsense?

Ghosts believe.

Ding Heng then asked, "With such a big commotion today, are you still going to the birthday banquet tomorrow?"

"go with!"

Lin Man answered without hesitation: "I have to go. There's a show to watch, how can I not go?"

Tonight's events will surely reach her uncle's ears, and tomorrow's birthday banquet will be quite a spectacle!

Streetlights flashed past the window one after another, casting flickering shadows on Lin Man's face.

She recalled the scene in the banquet hall just now.

Especially Lin Wenhao, Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Zhihong... they all had expressions of utter disgust.

The grievances she had swallowed all those years surged up again at this moment.

But it was no longer bitter; instead, it was a feeling of comfort I had never experienced before!

Cool!

That's fucking awesome!

Damn, it feels even better than being knocked unconscious by a man!

Ding Heng sensed Lin Man's excitement and reached out to pat her head.

"Don't get too excited yet, there's another big gift for your uncle tomorrow."

"Hmm! What big gift?"

"Would it still be a surprise if I told you?"

The next second, Lin Man slammed on the brakes.

"squeak--"

The tires made a short, sharp sound as they dragged across the concrete road.

Ding Heng leaned forward and then back into his chair.

What are you doing?

Lin Man suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt and lunged forward.

Before Ding Heng could react, his soft, warm red lips were already pressed tightly against hers.

warm.

eager.

It poured down recklessly!

The system interface quietly appeared in Ding Heng's mind.

Crown of Thorns: Lin Man

[Current Status: A Princess Defiled by Worldly Affairs]

[Penalty Value: 48%]

Atonement Value: 3%

[Refuge Value: 10%]

[Ding! Your Conversion Value has exceeded 10%, achieving the milestone!]

[Rewards: Divine Merit +3000, Intelligence +15, Skill "True Sight" upgraded again, Relic "Confessor's Whip" upgraded.]

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Man finally released Ding Heng, her forehead pressed against his, breathing slightly heavily.

"boss."

"Ok?"

"Tonight..."

She licked her lips, her foxy eyes gleaming.

"Don't treat me like a human being!"

Chapter 188: The Foolish Fox's Backer

early morning.

Ding Heng stood in front of the dressing mirror. His hair was still damp from his shower, and he was wearing a white cotton bathrobe with the collar slightly open, revealing a section of his muscular chest.

Lin Man knelt at his feet, holding a pair of dark gray suit trousers.

She was dressed simply today.

A light blue silk shirt with a simple bow at the collar, paired with a dark gray knee-length skirt, revealing legs encased in flesh-colored stockings, and high heels.

Her long hair was tied into a low bun at the back of her head, revealing her slender neck.

Wenjing stood to the side like a little follower, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.