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

Only Longhe was genuinely thinking of his teammates and taking action when they parted ways.

Just like when they parted ways four years ago, Long He racked his brains and spent all his savings to leave a gift for Ding Heng.

It's a pity that his good intentions ended up with his house gathering dust.

What a scoundrel...

Ding Heng gently slapped himself, feeling deeply ashamed.

The sound of water stopped.

Long He shook the water off his hands and smiled again.

"Going to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

She went into the bedroom, lifted the covers, crawled in, and lazily yawned.

An old-fashioned wooden bed frame, a bit hard.

But after Longhe lay down, he felt as if he had finally unloaded a burden.

She's slept in this bed countless times since she was a child...

Ding Heng walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Is there enough blanket?"

"That's enough."

Long He turned over, showing Ding Heng the back of her head: "Could you please turn off the light? Goodnight!"

Ding Heng reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness.

The curtains weren't fully drawn, and moonlight shone through the gaps, spreading a small patch of silvery white light on the floor.

Ding Heng didn't leave immediately. After sitting for a while to make sure Long He was sound asleep, he stood up and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Ding Heng got back into the car, started the Mercedes, and drove out of the residential area, merging onto the main road.

My good brother treats people with sincerity.

Ding Heng wanted to see who would take her kindness for granted!

Chapter 244: The Fox's Tail? (24-hour early bird pass, more at 11 PM)

early morning

Longhe was woken up by his cell phone ringing.

She groggily reached for her phone, squinted, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey……"

"Wake up, Mom has something important to tell you."

Yang Sijie's voice.

Long He's mind wasn't fully clear yet. He mumbled an "Mmm" and turned over, burying his face in the pillow.

"yesterday……"

As Yang Sijie began to recount her story, Long He gradually regained his senses, his brows furrowing more and more.

In the end, she said nothing, simply murmured "Mmm" again, and hung up the phone.

The phone slipped from my ear and fell onto the pillow.

Long He stared blankly at the ceiling for a full ten minutes before slowly sitting up, lifting the covers, and getting out of bed to wash up.

Upon entering the living room, Ding Heng was standing in front of the stove, stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks.

He turned around when he heard footsteps.

"woke up?"

"Ah."

Long He responded and slumped down at the dining table, exuding a dejected and listless air.

Ding Heng brought over two bowls of noodles: "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"No."

Long He forced himself to stay alert and picked up his chopsticks: "The investigation into the hotel eavesdropping and filming has been completed."

Ding Heng picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks, blew on it, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Chan-ah".

As Longhe ate, he muttered, "Last night, she went to Sister Song herself, knelt down, and confessed that she was afraid she would have nowhere to go after I went solo, so she took the risk of trying to get something to have as a bargaining chip, so that at least the group could stay together. She said she didn't want anything, she just... wanted a job."

Ding Heng put down his chopsticks: "What are you thinking?"

"do not know."

Longhe answered crisply and neatly, but looked tired and had no appetite for the bland noodles.

“I’ve even doubted Sister Song, but I’ve never doubted Jin Canya.”

Long He continued, "She could have told me, and I would have helped her find a way, really! I never said I would abandon them after going solo, so why did she..."

"Isn't her agency contract locked up by the company?"

Ding Heng interrupted Long He and stated the facts in a low voice: "If you want to make money in China, you have to rely on a company. What can she do after you go solo? If she can't stay with you, will she stay? Will her original company still be willing to support her?"

Long He was speechless.

"You seem to know quite a lot..."

She mumbled something, finally picked up a piece of noodles with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, chewing it indistinctly.

The two finished their noodles in silence, and Longhe pushed the bowl and chopsticks away.

"I have to go, I have to catch my flight."

I'll take you to the airport.

Ding Heng also stood up and stacked the two empty bowls together: "Next time you come back, give me a heads-up beforehand, don't do a surprise attack."

"Know it……"

Long He rolled his eyes.

In her opinion, Ding Heng was probably afraid that she would suddenly attack him and catch him being intimate with another woman.

Hmph! They really don't treat their brothers like brothers!

It's heartbreaking...

The two drove to the airport, saw Long He off, and then Ding Heng returned alone.

On the way back, my phone rang. The caller ID showed Yang Sijie.

Ding Heng placed his phone on the center console and answered the call hands-free.

"Hello, Aunt Yang."

"Xiao Ding, about yesterday... thank you for your help."

Yang Sijie's tone was more polite than ever before, and she no longer treated Ding Heng as a junior.

Whether it's capital or the entertainment industry, they are both realities.

With the resources Ding Heng now holds, he can truly live like a king...

"Of course."

Ding Heng looked ahead and said in his usual tone, "But Auntie, I'll have to ask you to keep a close eye on the people and things around Long He."

Yang Sijie said seriously, "I will focus on investigating this matter in the future. This was my oversight."

"What do you plan to do with that Kim Chan-ah?"

"Xiao Ding, do you have any opinions?"

"Me? Why is Auntie suddenly asking for my opinion?"

"After all, you were the one who found out."

Yang Sijie said politely, "It was you who made her confess on her own initiative, so I have to ask for your opinion."

Ding Heng could clearly sense that Yang Sijie's cautious attitude now meant she dared not offend him in the slightest.

"I'm not in the industry, so I'm not sure."

Ding Heng pushed the question back: "Auntie, you can handle it as you see fit. But it's best to deal with Longhe's matter as soon as possible, so as not to cause any more trouble."

"clear."

Yang Sijie gave a brief reply and hung up the phone.

Ding Heng picked up his phone from the center console and threw it onto the passenger seat.

Last night's events were not complicated.

For him, as long as he activates his True Sight Eyes, the truth will naturally come to light.

Between getting Kim Chan-ah to "confess voluntarily" and "directly expose" him, he chose the former.

Of course, it wasn't out of goodwill.

The fact that Jin Canya can stay by Long He's side can at least bring some popularity to her otherwise quiet team.

As for the bugging device, whether Long He was too soft-hearted or Yang Sijie was pragmatic, it's up to them to handle it however they want.

Ding Heng doesn't care about the process as long as the outcome is beneficial to Longhe.

The car came to a stop in the underground parking garage of the duplex.

Ding Heng took the elevator upstairs and pushed open the door to enter the house.

The living room was quiet; Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing had already gone to school.

Lin Man had just finished brewing coffee when she heard the sound and turned around in surprise.

"The boss is back?"

She quickly squatted down and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them next to Ding Heng's feet.