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

Wenjing temporarily gave up on going out and followed her younger sister: "You came by yourself? Do Mom and Dad know?"

"I know, Mom even asked me to bring some things."

Wen Shu placed the local specialties she was carrying on the coffee table and turned to Ding Heng, who was sitting on the sofa: "Happy New Year, brother-in-law."

"Happy New Year."

Ding Heng nodded and smiled at her.

Wen Shu sat down on the sofa, her gaze inevitably sweeping across the living room.

Hua Qing and Lin Man were resting on the sofa, dressed casually and relaxed, behaving as if they were at home.

The relationship between the one man and the three women is self-evident!

Wenjing's expression stiffened slightly, and she subconsciously looked at Ding Heng, hoping he could explain.

Ding Heng seemed completely oblivious to Wen Jing's embarrassment, continuing to chat with Wen Shu.

"sister."

"Um!?"

Hearing the shouts, Wenjing snapped out of her daze.

"Um...you..."

"sister!"

Wen Shu called out again, interrupting, "It's the New Year, don't think too much. I just came to wish you and your brother-in-law a Happy New Year, I'll be leaving in a little while."

The two sisters looked at each other, and Wenjing finally realized that her younger sister probably already knew all along.

She composed herself, calmed down, stepped forward, gently took Wen Shu's hand, and began to chat casually about everyday things.

Ding Heng then handed over a thick red envelope.

"Xiao Shu, if you get into a good university this year, your brother-in-law will give you a big surprise!"

"Thank you, brother-in-law!"

Wen Shu accepted the red envelope with a smile, without the slightest hesitation.

After Wen Shu left, Lin Man received another message.

"Boss, Duan Biao wants to come and wish you a Happy New Year, what do you think..."

"Duan Biao? Your mother's henchman?"

"Correct!"

"Let him come."

Ding Heng chuckled and said, "That's perfect, I'd like to see him too."

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang again.

Ding Heng went to open the door himself.

A man in his fifties, not very tall, rather thin, with dark skin, didn't look like someone who could fight and kill.

"Mr. Ding."

Duan Biao stopped at the door and bowed slightly: "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

Ding Heng stepped aside to let him in, "Uncle Duan, come in and sit down."

Duan Biao was taken aback by the title "Uncle Duan" and quickly waved his hand, "No, no, you can just call me Lao Duan."

Ding Heng smiled and didn't insist.

Duan Biao changed his shoes and walked in, his posture respectful.

Lin Man poured tea for him: "Uncle Duan, please sit down."

"Hey."

Duan Biao sat down on the sofa, took the teacup and held it with both hands, behaving as politely as a migrant worker who had just arrived in the city.

But before they could even settle in, after a few casual words, they hurriedly said goodbye.

Ding Heng saw him to the door, completely bewildered.

The door closed, and Ding Heng walked back to the living room and sat down next to Lin Man.

He asked curiously, "Why did Duan Biao make a special trip here?"

Lin Man analyzed, "My mother probably heard something inside and sent him to check on you."

"Your mom? So I behaved well just now?"

"Um……"

Lin Man didn't answer, but instead asked, "Boss, do you think my mom would be furious if she knew her daughter was a mistress?"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated, and pinched her cheek: "Don't talk about these things during the New Year."

Lin Man snuggled into the man's arms, her posture alluring: "Who cares about her? I'm sticking with the boss!"

"You vixen."

"No~"

Lin Man cooperated and wrapped herself around him, just as she was about to do something, Ding Heng's phone rang again.

The first day of the Lunar New Year is anything but peaceful!

Caller ID: Xie Baoyang.

"Hey?"

"Old Ding! Are you home?"

Xie Baoyang's loud voice boomed from the receiver.

"Yes, what's up?"

"I've got a few wild soft-shelled turtles, I'll bring you two. Which neighborhood do you live in? I'll use navigation to get there."

Ding Heng gave the address.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be there in a bit."

The phone hangs up.

Forty minutes later, the doorbell rang for the fourth time.

Ding Heng went to open the door.

Xie Baoyang arrived on a shared bicycle, his hair was messy from the wind, and he was carrying two red plastic bags, which were bulging and moving inside.

"Holy crap, Lao Ding, this house of yours!?"

Xie Baoyang looked up at the entrance, then glanced into the room, and asked in an exaggerated tone, "How much will it cost?"

"Come in and we'll talk."

Ding Heng stepped aside to let him in.

Xie Baoyang changed his shoes, and Wenjing stepped forward to take the turtle.

"Happy New Year, sister-in-law."

"Happy New Year……"

Wenjing responded politely and turned to go to the kitchen.

Xie Baoyang glanced again and saw Hua Qing and Lin Man.

Three girls, three styles, each beautiful in their own way.

Xie Baoyang sat down, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and unconsciously glanced around the living room again.

After that, the three girls went about their own business, leaving only him and Ding Heng in the living room.

Xie Baoyang asked quietly, "Old Ding."

"Ok?"

"You...and them..."

"You guessed right."

Ding Heng readily admitted it and did not evade the issue.

Without a woman around, Xie Baoyang inevitably reverted to his true nature and started swearing again.

"Holy crap, you're really something now...!"

"Stop fucking it."

Ding Heng stood up: "Let's go for a drive."

The two changed their shoes and went downstairs. Ding Heng drove the black Mercedes out of the garage, and Xie Baoyang got into the passenger seat and touched the seat.

"This car...is it yours?"

"Ah."

"Fuck."

"Could you use a different word?"

Xie Baoyang chuckled twice and fastened his seatbelt.

The car drove out of the residential area and merged into the main road.

Ding Heng gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his eyes fixed ahead.

"Old Xie."

"Ok?"

"With your dad's skills, have you ever thought about opening a branch?"

Xie Baoyang froze, his expression extremely unnatural.