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

Pema?

After her small feet touched Ding Heng's ankles, they immediately withdrew.

A few seconds later, she slowly reached out again, this time more carefully, only daring to lightly touch the instep with her toes.

Tap once, and it retracts. Tap again, and it retracts again.

Like a little pet that has just been bought by its owner, it is slowly testing its owner's limits.

Ding Heng remained calm and pretended not to notice.

Baima gradually grew bolder and pressed her entire foot against him.

But as soon as Ding Heng moved slightly, Bai Ma's toes immediately curled up, and her whole body trembled slightly in the chair.

Then, seemingly realizing she was being too cowardly, she slowly spread her toes and tentatively tried to pinch Ding Heng's calf.

I clamped it once, then clamped it again.

The force was much lighter than Zhao Yanxi's, like tickling.

Suddenly, Ding Heng squeezed his toes together forcefully.

"what!"

Baima let out a short gasp, sprang up from her chair, which then tilted backward, and she landed on the ground with a thud, sprawled out and looking utterly disheveled.

The table fell silent instantly.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Wen Shu was the first to react and quickly put down her chopsticks to help her.

"Bai Ma! Are you alright?"

"N-nothing..."

Baima got up from the ground, rubbing her sore tailbone, her face showing a mixture of shame and anger.

She glared at Ding Heng resentfully.

Ding Heng slowly sipped his soup, his expression innocent.

Pema gritted her teeth and squeezed out, "I'm full!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran upstairs, his footsteps heavy and thumping.

He was having so much fun secretly playing with the older women, yet he was so cruel to her.

Bad prince, you're treating people differently!

Chapter 222: Taking a Girl to Show Off

Pema's anger came quickly and subsided just as quickly.

He ran upstairs, played a game of chaotic brawl by himself, and quickly finished adjusting.

"Sister Jiang, do you have any hot tea?"

She went back downstairs as if nothing had happened.

Sister Jiang poked her head out from the kitchen: "Yes, yes, yes, it's freshly made. I'll pour you a cup."

"Thank you, Sister Jiang."

Baima sat down at the coffee table, picked up a piece of cut fruit, and put it in her mouth.

Several girls are discussing their plans for National Day.

Zhao Yanxi leaned on the armrest of the sofa, her two long legs dangling up and down.

Where should we go for fun?

"How about we go to the beach?"

"I don't really want to go..."

"What about Yunnan? Dali, Lijiang, and places like that have beautiful scenery too."

As the group chattered amongst themselves, Ding Heng put down his teacup and looked at Baima.

"How about we go to Baima's hometown?"

Baima paused, then looked up.

Ding Heng continued, "In Tibet, the weather in October is just right, neither too hot nor too cold. Let's all go and see the snow-capped mountains and grasslands. Baima can even be our tour guide."

Bai Ma pouted, "Brother, you're quite the planner."

"What, you're not welcome?"

"No. Welcome, of course you're welcome!"

Bai Ma turned her face away, feeling a sudden sense of relief.

The prince still remembers the complaints she made in Switzerland two months ago.

"but……"

Pema said worriedly, "Tibet has a high altitude and thin air. I'm worried that you might not be able to handle it, sister-in-law."

Wenjing chimed in, "Indeed... especially Sister Man, don't you have some blood vessel problems? You're prone to insufficient blood supply and are more susceptible to altitude sickness."

They usually play five-player squads together, and Lin Man often faints, so everyone knows her well.

"It's nothing serious. The doctor said to just rest and not overwork yourself."

Lin Man picked up her teacup and took a sip: "If it really doesn't work out, I'll just stay home. It's a few days off for National Day, so you guys have a good time."

Wen Shu sat in the corner, not saying much.

She observed Lin Man carefully, her brows furrowing slightly.

Today is the first time she has met Lin Man.

When I entered, I was introduced as "Ding Heng's secretary".

It's normal for a brother-in-law to have a secretary when he owns a company.

But the "secretary" in front of me is just too beautiful!

With her alluring features and captivating charm, the natural grace she exudes in every gesture is simply the embodiment of a vixen.

Moreover, when sitting next to Ding Heng, the two interacted naturally and familiarly, not at all like a superior-subordinate relationship.

Wen Shu felt a sense of unease.

With such a seductive woman by her brother-in-law's side every day, isn't your sister worried?

Moreover, Wenjing had just brought up Lin Man's vascular problem, her tone revealing genuine concern.

This indicates that the two people have a good relationship, or even are quite familiar with each other.

Wen Shu withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes.

Never mind... I can't interfere in my sister's affairs for now, I should just focus on my studies.

Afterwards, everyone prepared to leave. Wenjing and Zhao Yanxi rode in one car ahead, while Ding Heng got into Lin Man's car.

Just as Lin Man was about to start the car, Ding Heng raised his hand and pressed it down.

"Help me make a plan at the end of September. I want to go to the capital for a few days first."

"capital?"

"Ah."

"Go keep Sister Qing company?"

Why do you meddle in everything?

Ding Heng gave a half-smile.

Lin Man blinked and acted cute: "I'm the secretary, of course I have to arrange the boss's schedule."

Ding Heng tilted his head back and closed his eyes: "Longhe's tour will conclude in the capital at the end of September, after which she should rest for a few days."

Lin Man said "Oh," her tone carrying a deeper meaning.

She didn't press further, but obediently replied, "Then I'll take Yan hope and the others to Tibet first. Boss, you can come over when you're done with your work?"

"You can arrange it."

"understand!"

Lin Man responded and began tapping on her phone.

After a while, she couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Boss, Long He... she wouldn't happen to be one of your kept women, would she?"

Ding Heng opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her.

Lin Man felt guilty under his gaze and gave an awkward smile.

"After all, Longhe is a big star, so it's understandable that people are curious... Boss, you mentioned last time that you wanted to invest in a talent agency, is that related to Longhe?"

"You could have guessed that?"

Ding Heng gave a forced smile.

Lin Man's heart tightened, and she quickly shut her mouth.

"You go first, I have something to do."

Ding Heng got out of the car and went back upstairs, without saying another word to Lin Man.

Lin Man slumped back and gently slapped herself.

"Too talkative..."

She sighed, and suddenly imagined Ding Heng coming home that night and giving her a good beating.

Finally, I couldn't help but hum softly.

It doesn't seem so bad...

When Ding Heng returned to the villa, Wen Shu had already gone back to her room to study, while Bai Ma was in the dressing room.