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

"I'll take this one."

She made the decision with a firm tone.

Hua Qing didn't argue with her, but wandered around the first floor again and chose the largest room.

The room faces east, and there is a small terrace outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

She stood in front of the window and gestured, then walked to the door to check the width of the corridor.

“A small section of this room can be partitioned off to create a dance practice room.”

She was talking to herself, her voice not loud.

Lin Man leaned closer: "Sister Qing, didn't you say you didn't want to live here? Now you're already making plans?"

Hua Qing ignored her and continued to survey the layout of the room.

The three of them finally arrived at the master bedroom terrace.

As the sun began to set, the river surface was dyed orange-red.

In the distance, the skyline of Changsha stretches out, the outlines of its high-rise buildings gradually blurring in the twilight.

Lin Man sat down in the rattan chair and crossed her legs.

Hua Qing stood beside her, her back still straight.

Ding Heng came to the middle and reached out to pull both of them into his arms.

Lin Man leaned against the man's shoulder obediently.

Hua Qing's body stiffened for a moment, but she didn't dodge.

The three people sat quietly, and no one spoke.

As the sun slowly sank below the horizon, the clouds on the horizon were tinged with orange-red.

Finally, Hua Qing spoke.

"Will we consider this our home from now on?"

Ding Heng was stunned.

Family.

He was a little surprised to hear the word come out of Hua Qing's mouth.

In Hua Qing's dictionary, "home" is a very important word.

She never speaks lightly, nor does she define things easily.

Lin Man paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"I wouldn't say that."

She said casually, "The boss is still going to university, so the area near the school is where he'll stay. It's not really home. After he graduates, he might go somewhere else. Shenzhen, Shanghai, the capital... he could go wherever he has the chance."

Lin Man's perspective is completely different from Hua Qing's.

In her view, Ding Heng's wealth will only increase in the future, and he will most likely not have the concept of a "home" with a fixed residence.

Moreover, even if one were to choose a place to live long-term, Shenzhen would most likely be the first choice in China, after all, it is a first-tier city and close to the company in Hong Kong.

Hua Qing didn't say anything.

Lin Man continued, "So this is just a transitional point. We'll stay here for a few years, and then maybe move to another place."

The terrace fell silent.

Ding Heng tightened his arms around Hua Qing, pulling her closer to him.

He knew what Hua Qing was thinking.

She is traditional, nostalgic, and has a strong attachment to "home".

A place where you can stay peacefully without having to run around or worry about where to go tomorrow.

But faced with such a luxurious mansion, he couldn't bring himself to say, "This is home."

Lin Man is right.

This is just a transition.

As for the future... who can say for sure?

As the last rays of the setting sun sank into the river, the city lights lit up one by one, casting long shadows on the water.

Ding Heng patted Lin Man, and the clever and sensible secretary immediately made an excuse to go to the restroom, leaving the two of them some space.

"Huaqing."

It was rare for Ding Heng to call Hua Qing by her full name.

"Um……"

Hua Qing looked up at the man and asked in a questioning tone.

Ding Heng said solemnly, "If you don't like it here, I can accompany you home when you occasionally return to Xingcheng."

"Go home and live..."

Hua Qing realized that the "home" Ding Heng mentioned referred to the small house she had bought.

Her initial intention in buying the house was to make up her mind to stay in Xingcheng and stay by Ding Heng's side.

Although it ended in a huge misunderstanding and she eventually went to the capital, in a sense, it was the "home" she had prepared for herself and Ding Heng.

"No need, this is fine, and..."

The lovely fairy spoke in a soft tone.

"It's lively with lots of people, not quiet at all!"

Chapter 214: An Unexpected Part-Time Job

The next day, Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing returned to Xingcheng from their hometown of Zhuzhou.

The trunk was crammed full with bags and packages, including cured meat, fermented tofu, chopped chili peppers, pickled vegetables, and even duck feet that Lin Man had specifically requested. Wenjing carefully checked each item.

Over the next few days, everyone gradually moved their luggage out of the presidential suite on the 27th floor of the Chujiang Hotel and into the high-rise duplex that Lin Man had booked.

Hotels may be nice, but they are ultimately temporary accommodations.

Moreover, the girls' clothes, shoes, and cosmetics have piled up so much that their walk-in closets are already overflowing, and it takes them ages to find a single piece of clothing.

Moving into the new home, the separate bedroom with a walk-in closet provides ample space and individual privacy.

August 14th, the ninth day of the seventh lunar month, is an auspicious day for moving, moving into a new house, and installing a door.

The high temperatures in Xingcheng show no signs of abating.

Baima also had a rare day off from her busy work. After finishing her driving test, she stopped by to visit Ding Heng's new house.

The little girl's skin is a bit darker than it was half a month ago, but she still has a lot of energy, unlike when she was listless all day long at the beginning of the holiday.

Standing on the master bedroom balcony, Baima gripped the railing and looked down, exclaiming in amazement, "Brothers, you guys are living in such a comfortable place!"

Ding Heng leaned against the side: "If you like it, should I save you a room?"

"Hmm...we'll talk about it later. If I move in and become a third wheel, it won't be convenient for you and your sister-in-law."

Looking out over the river, Baima said, "Besides, I'll have to spend time with Wenshu when she starts school."

After lunch, everyone sat in the rooftop garden, drinking tea to cleanse their palates.

Zhao Yanxi started the conversation first: "Bai Ma, I heard from your brother that you've been working lately?"

"Ah."

Baima put down her chopsticks and straightened her back: "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you curious? Let me ask you how much you've earned?"

"What's the point of asking that..."

Baima spoke modestly, but her little face was full of pride.

Lin Man subtly suggested, "Bai Ma, do you need my help?"

"forget it."

Pema sighed, "My brother won't let me ask you for help..."

Zhao Yanxi continued, "So what do you do these days?"

Baima counted on her fingers: "In the past six days, I spent four days working day jobs at an electronics factory, one day dressed as a mascot at a milk tea shop, and one day walking someone's dog."

"A bubble tea shop mascot? What's that?"

"It's like the Snow King mascot costume; they hand out flyers at the store entrance to attract customers."

As Baima spoke, she imitated the way a puppet walks, which made Zhao Yanxi laugh.

Wenjing then asked, "How much did you earn in these six days?"

"1020! That's an average of 170 a day, not bad."

"How much money do you have in your account right now?"

"1684."

Baima answered sullenly.

Zhao Yanxi did a quick calculation: "Didn't you have over nine hundred before? Add 1020, it should be close to two thousand."

“There are also daily expenses.”

Pema sighed: "On average, it's over fifty a day..."

"Where did you spend the money?"

"Occasionally, I'll have a cup of milk tea or buy a pack of cigarettes."

"You're learning to smoke!?"

"I don't smoke! I'm just buying it for a friend!"