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

"Who gave you permission to move it?!"

"it's me."

Before the staff could speak, a familiar voice came from inside.

Wenjing walked out of the master bedroom, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and casual pants, with no makeup on.

Zhao Yanxi's eyes widened: "Xiao Jingjing? You, what are you doing here?"

"I asked the hotel to open the door."

Wenjing glanced at the things piled up by the door and sighed softly, "Yanxi, what are you doing? Gathering so much stuff..."

Zhao Yanxi's face turned pale and then flushed.

"How did you know?"

"You used my Intimate Payment method to buy things!"

Wenjing was both amused and exasperated.

Apart from the pocket money Ding Heng gave her, the money she earned in the stock market basically covered her and Zhao Yanxi's daily expenses.

Zhao Yanxi choked.

"Then...can't you just pretend you don't know?"

"What are you pretending for?"

Wenjing squatted down and stuffed the scattered ribbons back into the bag: "You know I don't like crowds. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing me by making such a big fuss?"

Zhao Yanxi snapped, "What's awkward about it? It's your birthday, you're turning twenty! It only happens once in a lifetime!"

"Birthdays come every year."

"Can those be the same?"

"What's different?"

"The past is the past, the present is the present, and we don't lack the money..."

The two of them talked back and forth, their voices gradually getting louder.

Wenjing said helplessly, "Yanxi, I know you mean well. But I really don't like that feeling... of being surrounded by a group of people, with everyone staring at me and waiting for my reaction. You know me, I've been like this since I was little..."

"So you plan to live like this for the rest of your life? Not even cut a cake on your birthday? Not even grant a wish?"

Zhao Yanxi grew increasingly anxious, her tone becoming more forceful, leaving Wen Jing speechless in rebuttal.

The situation reached a stalemate for a moment.

Ding Heng leaned against the door frame and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

His gaze swept over the piled-up decorations in the living room, and he could tell that Zhao Yanxi had indeed put a lot of thought into it.

She probably really wanted Wenjing to experience being a princess.

Even if it's just for a day... just to make a show of it.

"okay."

Ding Heng walked over and patted Zhao Yanxi on the shoulder: "If Wenjing doesn't want to, don't force her. Just take everything away."

Zhao Yanxi bit her lower lip, looking somewhat aggrieved.

Wenjing didn't say anything, and silently went to stand next to Ding Heng.

The three remained silent, the atmosphere delicate.

In the end, it was Ding Heng who broke the deadlock.

"Let's go back first and talk about it then."

After going downstairs and getting into the car, Zhao Yanxi sat in the passenger seat, and Wen Jing sat in the back seat.

Neither of them spoke.

The car drove out of the hotel and merged into the traffic.

When I got home, Lin Man was sitting cross-legged on the sofa dealing with emails.

Hearing the door open, she looked up and keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"what happened?"

She put down her laptop and stood up.

"fine."

Ding Heng changed his shoes and went inside.

Zhao Yanxi changed her shoes silently, without saying a word, and ran upstairs.

Wenjing followed behind her, her steps heavier than usual.

Lin Man looked at Ding Heng, her eyes questioning.

Ding Heng briefly recounted what had happened, and Lin Man sighed softly after listening.

"Yan hope meant well."

"I know."

"Being quiet is not wrong either. That's just her personality. She doesn't like being put on the spot."

"I know too."

"Boss, since you already know, how..."

Lin Man didn't dare to finish her sentence.

Logically, Ding Heng should have tried to persuade him at this point.

However, from another perspective, this is a matter between Wenjing and Zhao Yanxi. Ding Heng's involvement in persuading them would only distort the situation.

After all, it wasn't a big deal, and the two girls weren't the type to make trouble unnecessarily.

In the evening, Zhao Yanxi took the initiative to knock on Wenjing's door.

The door opened a crack, and Zhao Yanxi poked half her head in, her expression a mixture of guilt and stubbornness.

"Xiao Jingjing, let's go out for dinner today."

"Oh……"

Wenjing stood up and followed her downstairs.

The two walked up the stairs one after the other until they reached the corner, where Zhao Yanxi suddenly stopped.

"Little Jingjing".

"Ok?"

"sorry."

Zhao Yanxi said sincerely, "I was too presumptuous. I didn't ask if you wanted it before making all this fuss. I just wanted to make things easier for you; after all, a birthday is a happy occasion..."

"Yan hope".

Wenjing interrupted, "You don't need to apologize. I know you're doing this for my own good."

Are you still angry?

"I'm not angry."

"You clearly have it."

"Hmm... well, a little bit then."

The two looked at each other and burst out laughing at the same time.

When they came downstairs, they were holding hands again, chatting and laughing.

Lin Man leaned against the doorway, glanced at them, and then looked at Ding Heng.

"Is that all?"

"okay."

Ding Heng shrugged: "I told you it wasn't a big deal."

After dinner, the group lingered in the living room and chatted for a while until around ten o'clock, when Ding Heng gave them a wink.

Lin Man immediately stood up and stretched: "I'm sleepy, I'm going upstairs to sleep first... Yan hope, do you want to come with me?"

"Walk."

Zhao Yanxi also stood up sensibly and went upstairs with Lin Man first.

Only Ding Heng and Wen Jing remained in the living room.

Wenjing leaned back on the sofa, holding a cup of iced tea, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.

Ding Heng sat down next to her.

"what happened?"

"nothing."

Wenjing shook her head, not looking at him.

Ding Heng didn't urge him, and sat quietly.

After a moment of silence, Wenjing finally spoke.

"Ding Heng".

"Ah."

Do you think I've changed recently?

In which aspect?

"that is……"

Wenjing blamed herself, "My temper has become terrible, and I get angry at the drop of a hat... I used to be like this, but now... I seem to be getting more and more ungrateful."

It was rare for the little white rabbit to show such an expression; she was blaming herself for getting angry with Zhao Yanxi today.