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

Do you like Wen Shu?

The blond-haired man froze, his face turning bright red, and his lips trembling.

"N-nothing..."

"You liked her in high school, right?"

Ding Heng bluntly pointed out, "Today's bet is just an excuse. You want to find a reason to see her. But when you actually see her, you don't know what to say. You're afraid that if you say too much, you'll seem too deliberate, and if you say too little, you'll feel like you've come all this way for nothing. So you can only ramble on about random things, hoping she'll remember you... even if it's just remembering how stupid you are."

Yellow Hair lowered his head and clenched his fists on his knees.

Ding Heng didn't turn around, but observed his reaction through the rearview mirror.

Before you came to see her, you probably still had a glimmer of hope. You thought she was still the same Wen Shu from vocational high school... average-looking, average-dressed, average-family-based, and you even thought you still had a chance.

His words were like knives, mercilessly shattering Huang Mao's illusions.

"After seeing her, you are struck by her current appearance and temperament, and even her future academic qualifications, and feel ashamed of yourself. Most of your thoughts are extinguished, but you are still itching to meet her."

So you're completely at a loss. All the things you prepared to say are nowhere to be uttered. You can only act like an idiot, clowning around in front of the girls you used to like, trying to get their attention.

"enough!"

The blond-haired man suddenly raised his head: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Judging from the brands of your clothes and phone, your family is quite well-off, right? But you still sent you to vocational high school. I bet you only made your fortune in the last two years? So you think you still have some resources and are unwilling to give up before you've done anything."

Ding Heng finally turned around and looked at him directly: "I bet you'll come looking for me again soon after you go back today. Try adding her as a friend and sending her messages to test her attitude?"

Huang Mao couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "What do you mean? Do you want me to stay away from Wen Shu?"

Ding Heng scoffed and said, "I'm just reminding you to leave yourself some room for maneuver, so you don't become a laughingstock among your brothers."

"boring……"

Feeling embarrassed, the blond-haired man opened the door, got out of the car, and quickly fled.

Ding Hengyi's reminder made him realize that if he failed to win over Wen Shu, his brothers would laugh at him like a toad.

But he still remained defiant.

Ding Heng watched Huang Mao run away, then took out his phone from the armrest box. The screen showed a call interface with the contact name: Wen Shu.

"Come out."

After hanging up the phone, the glass door of McDonald's was pushed open, and Wen Shu went forward to open the passenger door and got in.

The car door closed.

Wen Shu stared at the windshield, showing no emotion.

In her eyes, the blond-haired guy was nothing but a clown, and the fact that Ding Heng would even acknowledge him was beneath him.

Wen Shu didn't press Huang Mao about what happened afterward, and Ding Heng didn't intend to bring it up either.

After sitting quietly for a few seconds, Ding Heng pulled a bottle of water from the armrest box, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

Do you know which of the women around me hasn't been pursued by men the least?

"who."

"Lin Man".

Ding Heng replied, "With her face and figure, she should have a long line of suitors. But in reality, very few people dare to pursue her."

Wen Shu seemed to be deep in thought.

She was deeply impressed by Lin Man. As Ding Heng's personal secretary, her foxy temperament and appearance would easily lead both men and women to have impure thoughts upon first sight.

Despite her allure, most people wouldn't dare harbor any improper thoughts in her presence.

“Your sister and Yan hope are different.”

Ding Heng put the water bottle back: "Your sister has a soft personality and looks easy to bully. Yan hope is outgoing, loves to laugh and joke, which can easily give people the illusion that they have a chance. And your current situation is a bit like your sister's back then."

Wen Shu didn't say anything.

“You have indeed changed a lot in the past two years. But because of your family situation and your mediocre performance in the past, you give people the impression that you are easy to pursue.”

Wen Shu frowned slightly, while Ding Heng continued muttering.

"Today's blond guy is a perfect example. He has a little money at home, he only went to a lousy vocational high school, he thinks highly of himself and believes he has a chance to catch up with you, so he dared to stake out here today."

You're about to go to the capital, to the nation's top university. The school will be full of brilliant minds and all sorts of self-important individuals. How many of them will actually feel they have a 'chance' then?

Ding Heng turned to face Wen Shu and said self-deprecatingly, "To put it bluntly... your sister was targeted by someone with ill intentions like me because she was too soft and easy to talk to. You are a little better than her, but only to a limited extent."

"Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"The impression you give people right now is that you're not so unapproachable! So before you go to the capital, learn from Lin Man or Hua Qing, so you won't be constantly being targeted by people."

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Shu smiled calmly, her expression much more relaxed.

"Brother-in-law..."

"Ah."

Why go through all this trouble?

"no way!"

Ding Heng sighed, "You've gone all the way to study in the capital, you have to put your sister at ease. If she has to worry about you being harassed at school every day, how can I have peace and quiet?"

Wen Shu's lips curled slightly: "So you deliberately let me overhear your conversation with that idiot?"

Ding Heng gave a helpless, bitter smile.

For him, there were many ways to deal with Huang Mao, but the root of the problem ultimately lay with Wen Shu herself.

"But then again,"

Wen Shu's tone became lighter: "Anyway, brother-in-law, you go to the capital often, so could you keep an eye on me for my sister?"

"Me? I don't have time!"

"Really no time?"

"I'm busy."

"Oh... I'll go to work now."

Wen Shu shrugged playfully and got out of the car.

I don't know if they took what I said to heart.

Chapter 276: Changing Wen Shu (Part 2)

Wen Shu quit her job at McDonald's the next day.

"Xiao Shu, are you really leaving? Didn't we agree to work until the end of the month?"

Inside the room, Baima sat in her gaming chair and spun around, her short legs swinging back and forth.

Wen Shu resigned, so there was no need for her to continue working there.

"We've had enough experience, so part-time work won't really mean much to either of us..."

Wen Shu was packing her luggage, as if she was preparing for a long trip.

"So what are you planning to do? Go to school early?"

"I'd like to apply to stay with Sister Man for a few days and be her assistant."

What can I learn from her?

"I happened to major in finance in college, so I'll go to Hong Kong with her to broaden my horizons."

"Oh……"

Baima leaned back in her chair, pouting sadly.

She increasingly envied Wen Shu's drive to act on her impulses, while she herself remained a good-for-nothing who just lazed around doing nothing.

After leaving Baima's room, Wenshu turned around and knocked on Lin Man's door.

"Come in."

Pushing open the door, I saw Lin Man tidying up her cosmetics.

"You're here?"

Lin Man looked up at her and smiled: "Do you know how to do makeup?"

Wen Shu shook her head: "Not really..."

She had taken the initiative to study it for a while when she was in vocational high school, but later gave it up.

"That's perfect, I'll teach you these next few days."

Lin Man put the skincare products into a makeup bag and handed it over, saying, "When girls wear makeup, it's not about how exquisite you look. Sometimes it's just basic etiquette, and occasionally it can show that you're not someone to mess with."

Wen Shu took the makeup bag and nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, let's go."

The two went downstairs and got into Lin Man's newly bought domestic electric car.

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

Lin Man held the steering wheel with one hand, her posture languid.

She was dressed simply today, in a black sleeveless dress, with her hair loose and her makeup light, yet she still exuded a captivating allure from within.

Wen Shu glanced at her secretly, then looked away.

Lin Man suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Shu."

"Ok?"

"What did your brother-in-law say to you yesterday that made you insist on coming to be my lackey today?"

"They said they wanted me to learn from you."

"Learn from me?"

"Ok!"