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

"Really?"

"real."

"Why didn't you say that in front of my dad just now?"

"Be humble in front of your elders."

Zhao Yanxi chuckled, then leaned closer, her hair brushing against Ding Heng's hand.

"Brother Ding Heng, how about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Once the coffee shop opens, if it makes money, you promised me a gift. If it loses money..."

Zhao Yanxi tilted her head, then suddenly stopped.

She probably couldn't think of anything else she could give Ding Heng...

"Okay, then that's settled!"

Ding Heng readily agreed: "Tell me, what do you want if you win?"

Zhao Yanxi said solemnly, "I want you to give me a child!"

Ding Heng slammed on the brakes and came to a steady stop at the red light, turning his head to meet Zhao Yanxi's gaze.

The girl's pupils reflected his image, tense yet resolute!

He recalled the first night the girl got drunk in front of him, when she was terrified but pretended to be nonchalant.

"Are you serious?"

"Ok!"

Zhao Yanxi adopted a "what the hell" attitude: "Aren't you worried about how to be honest with my dad? Just slap the ultrasound report in front of him, and he'll have no chance!"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated. He raised his hand and tapped Zhao Yanxi's forehead, neither agreeing nor refusing.

"Let's get the store up and running properly first!"

He didn't want to discuss such matters, and he certainly wouldn't use the so-called child to "threaten" his future father-in-law.

"Oh……"

Zhao Yanxi pouted, and the green light restarted.

"Brother Ding Heng."

"Ah."

"Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for always going along with me."

Zhao Yanxi moved forward again, her lips touching Ding Heng's earlobe.

The girl's breath was warm, and her voice was soft and sweet.

"You are the very, very best... master, meow~"

Chapter 292: Brother, I need your help urgently! (One update today, sorry)

As December arrived, the damp and cold weather in Changsha came unexpectedly.

The coffee shop's renovation was proceeding smoothly, and Zhao Yanxi went there almost every day, basking in the joy of becoming the owner's wife.

That morning, Zhao Yanxi once again went out early to the coffee shop, and Baima and Wenjing were pulled along by her.

In the duplex apartment, Ding Heng had been exercising in the balcony garden for two hours.

The outdoor temperature was close to zero degrees Celsius, but it had no effect on Ding Heng. The high-intensity, continuous strenuous exercise finally made his body start to heat up and sweat.

Since my body was over-strengthened by the system, even experiencing sweating has become difficult.

Lin Man pushed open the glass door to the balcony, took her tablet, and sat down on the rattan chair.

Wearing a light red turtleneck sweater with a pencil skirt and black stockings, and a camel wool coat, she always exudes elegance as the boss's secretary.

"Boss, the company's financial report last month showed that the overall return rate was two percentage points higher than expected. I estimate that we'll be able to give out a lot of bonuses this year."

Lin Man handed over the tablet: "The venue for the annual meeting has been confirmed. Manager Huang has asked several times whether you're going or not."

Ding Heng grabbed a towel to wipe his sweat, then took the tablet and started browsing.

"It's good to go and join in the fun, you make the arrangements."

"understand!"

Lin Man took out her phone to check her schedule and continued, "What are the plans for the Lunar New Year? Should we stay in Xingcheng, or take them out to find a warm place?"

"It's still early."

Ding Heng put down the towel, then bent down to pick up his water glass and took a sip: "Ask them what they think first. Especially Baima, see if she needs to go back to Tibet, and then we can discuss the specifics."

"Okay, I'll ask later."

After Ding Heng finished drinking the water, he noticed that Lin Man was still sitting in the wicker chair without moving.

"Is there anything else?"

Lin Man sighed helplessly and took half a step closer to Ding Heng.

“Long He came to Xingcheng secretly without notifying anyone, and her itinerary was not made public.”

"...!?"

Ding Heng was speechless and helpless.

The exit of the high-speed rail station is bustling with people.

Long He walked out confidently, blending into the crowd, his face adorned with glasses transformed from the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask].

This time when she returned to Changsha, she deliberately bought two tickets, one by plane and one by high-speed rail, and also had Sister Zeng release a few pieces of information that were hard to verify. The paparazzi and stalker fans are probably still waiting at the airport right now.

I'm so damn smart!

Long He was secretly pleased and planned to enjoy his hard-won freedom, even if it was only for a few days...

I quickly walked through the exit hall to the ride-hailing pick-up area, took out my phone, and prepared to call a car.

The screen had just lit up when a voice came from behind me.

"Hello, are you Long He?"

Long He's heart suddenly raced.

how come?

I was wearing glasses, so how could I have been recognized?

She took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

"Hi, would you like a photo or an autograph? Also... please don't tell anyone, okay?"

"No autograph needed, but can I have a hug?"

"Give me a hug?"

Long He was very dissatisfied with the other party's increasingly demanding behavior.

She doesn't like physical contact with fans, regardless of gender.

Just as he was about to firmly refuse, he suddenly noticed that the other person's height and build looked very familiar.

She wore black-rimmed glasses similar to the ones she wore, making her face look blurry, as if viewed through frosted glass.

Wait... it's blurry!

Long He decisively reached out and snatched the other person's glasses off.

Ding Heng chuckled awkwardly, "You can even recognize this!"

"Nonsense, I'd recognize you even if you were ashes!"

Enraged, Long He threw a straight punch at Ding Heng's chest: "Are you out of your mind?!"

Ding Heng was knocked back half a step, but his smile widened.

He rubbed his chest: "Ouch...do you want to kill your brother?"

Long He asked curiously, "How did you know I was back?"

“Your mom told me to keep an eye on you and make sure you don’t cause any more trouble.”

"My mom?"

Long He frowned: "How could she know me..."

She realized what she was saying halfway through her sentence.

It seems I still couldn't escape Yang Sijie's clutches!

"Get in the car."

Ding Heng turned around, and Long He quickly followed.

The Mercedes was parked on the side of the road. Longhe got into the passenger seat and glanced around the car.

"Is this the car I bought for you?"

"if not."

Hearing the answer he wanted, Long He smugly hummed and fastened his seatbelt.

"Where?"

"I haven't even asked you yet, why did you suddenly come back? You didn't even tell me beforehand."

Ding Heng started the car and drove out of the parking space.

"Didn't I say last time that I would come back to visit my grandparents in December?"

"Then you should have given me a heads-up."