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

Ding Heng said casually, "If you're not thinking, just take a couple of sips."

Wen Shu didn't think much of it, unscrewed the cap and took a sip; it didn't taste like much.

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

Wen Shu stuffed the beverage bottle into the file bag, and Wen Jing chased after her, giving her final instructions.

"Be careful when doing the questions, start with the easy ones and then move on to the difficult ones, and don't get stuck on one question."

"Okay, sis."

"Remember to carefully read and understand the topic when writing your essay, so you don't go off-topic."

"understood."

"Skip the difficult math problems for now."

"sister……"

Wen Shu drawled out her words and gently hugged Wen Jing: "Okay, okay, I believe in your smart sister!"

Wenjing realized she had been too long-winded and awkwardly took a half step back.

Wen Shu smiled at her, waved to Ding Heng in the car, and turned to walk into the school gate.

Wenjing watched her younger sister's figure disappear around the corner of the teaching building before turning back to her car.

The car door closed, and Wenjing let out a soft breath.

Ding Heng started the car and slowly drove away from the school gate.

"Let's go find a place to have breakfast. We'll pick her up later."

"Ah."

As the car turned the corner, Wenjing suddenly spoke again.

"Ding Heng".

"Ah."

"Don't you think... Xiaoshu is improving too fast?"

Ding Heng turned his head and glanced at her.

"Isn't fast enough?"

"It is good."

Wenjing pursed her lips: "It's just... a little strange."

"What's strange?"

"When she first transferred here, her progress was normal. She slowly climbed from over 300th place to 280th, 250th, and just over 200th... Each step was within her capabilities. But since moving to the villa, her grades have started to soar rapidly."

Wenjing pondered and recalled: "She made it into the top 100 at the end of last semester, top 50 in the first mock exam, top 30 in the second mock exam, and even broke into the top 10 in the last mock exam! Don't you think it's too fast? It's like she suddenly had a breakthrough!"

Ding Heng comforted her, saying, "Your sister has always been smart; it's just that her environment wasn't good before. Now that she's in a different environment, has met a good teacher, and is willing to work hard, isn't it normal for her to improve quickly?"

Wenjing lowered her head and didn't say anything.

She knew Ding Heng was right.

The private school's teachers were indeed much better than those at her original vocational high school, and Wen Shu herself was also very hardworking.

But she just felt... something wasn't quite right.

You're overthinking it.

Ding Heng reached out and gently ruffled Wenjing's hair: "Aren't you satisfied with her good grades?"

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's just..."

Wenjing was discouraged and ultimately didn't finish her sentence, probably because she felt she was being overly dramatic.

The car stopped in front of the breakfast shop. Ding Heng turned off the engine and opened the door. Wen Jing followed behind him. The doubt in her heart was like an undercurrent beneath the surface of the water, gently surging and then quickly sinking.

She didn't know that her "abnormality" was not just a figment of her imagination.

After Wen Shu moved to the villa, Ding Heng did give her some food intermittently.

Sometimes I would add two drops of clear liquid to her porridge at breakfast, and sometimes I would make her a cup of milk.

【Spiritual Dew】—An item available for exchange in the system shop; a small bottle costs 200 Divine Merit Points.

The efficacy description consists of only one line: "[Improves the user's focus and memory; the effect accumulates with repeated use.]"

Ding Heng's purpose was also very simple.

Firstly, they wanted Wenshu's grades to improve quickly, thus reducing Wenjing's anxiety.

Secondly, I wanted to see what kind of effects the medicine provided by the system could have; perhaps in the future I could mass-produce geniuses…

However, the effect was milder than he had expected.

More than half a year has passed, and although Wen Shu's grades have improved by leaps and bounds, they are still within the range of normal human beings, not to mention that she herself has worked hard enough.

The math exam ended at 5 p.m.

The school gate was once again completely blocked by parents and vehicles.

Ding Heng parked the car at a slightly distant intersection. Wen Jing stood by the car, tiptoeing to look inside, and Bai Ma appeared beside her.

As the crowd surged out, Wen Shu spotted Wen Jing at a glance.

"sister!"

She excitedly jogged over; it seemed she had done well on the test.

Wenjing went up to her, eagerly asking, "How did the exam go?"

"It's alright."

Wen Shu scratched her head: "I solved the last big math problem, but I don't know if my steps were correct."

Baima exclaimed in surprise, "What? The last math question? Wasn't the trending topic today about how incredibly difficult the math exam was? A lot of people are criticizing the teacher who set the exam."

Wen Shu smiled sheepishly: "Maybe... I might have written something wrong."

Ding Heng opened the car door: "Get in, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Back at the villa, Sister Jiang had already prepared dinner.

After finishing her meal, Wenshu went upstairs to take a shower.

Baima was lounging on the living room sofa scrolling through her phone, while Wenjing was in the kitchen helping Sister Jiang clear the dishes.

As Ding Heng passed by, Bai Ma suddenly kicked his shin lightly.

"What?"

Ding Heng looked down.

Baima winked at him, then casually turned back to continue scrolling through her phone.

Ding Heng ignored him... He had mainly spent time with Zhao Yanxi and Wenjing during this period, and hadn't slept with Baima for a while, so the little girl was clearly a bit jealous.

At nine o'clock in the evening, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Ding Heng and Wen Jing returned to the master bedroom. Zhao Yanxi was not there today, and Lin Man was in Hong Kong working on a report. The room was unusually quiet.

After taking a shower, Wenjing lay down on the bed and habitually snuggled into Ding Heng's arms.

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

More than an hour later, the phone screen lit up.

Ding Heng opened his eyes and reached out.

[White Horse is Not a Horse]: [Looking wronged.jpg]

[White Horse is Not a Horse]: Brother~

Ding Heng glanced at Wen Jing in his arms.

The little white rabbit was fast asleep, its eyelashes drooping gently, and its breathing steady.

He gently pulled his arm away from under her neck, lifted the covers, got out of bed, and walked out of the master bedroom.

The door to Baima's room was ajar, with a crack in it.

Ding Heng pushed open the door and went in; the bedside lamp was still on.

Bai Ma curled up in the blanket, her big, round eyes fixed on Ding Heng, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother."

She called out softly, her voice gentle and sweet.

Ding Heng didn't say anything, but lifted the blanket and lay down.

Bai Ma immediately snuggled closer, shrinking into his arms, small, warm, and with a faint milky scent.

Why are you only arriving now?

She grumbled sullenly.

Ding Heng said helplessly, "We have to wait until your sister-in-law falls asleep."

"Well……"

Bai Ma buried her head in Ding Heng's chest.

After a moment of silence, Ding Heng asked again.

"What are your plans after Wenshu finishes her exams?"

"What, what plan?"

Baima raised her head and blinked.

"Wen Shu probably won't stay in this villa much after the summer vacation."

Ding Heng gently patted Baima's back: "What do you plan to do when you're all alone?"

Pema asked, "Brother, do you want me to move in with you?"

"You do not want?"