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

"Alright, alright."

Ding Heng tapped the rim of her bowl with the end of his chopsticks: "Swallow your food first before you speak! I'll take care of your mother, but you'd better be a little sweet-talking and call her more often."

Baima picked up her chopsticks again and began making plans on her own.

"I'll have to think about it carefully when I get back... what should I photograph? Snow-capped mountains? Grasslands? Or temples..."

Lin Man lowered her head and continued eating, finally feeling relieved.

She originally thought that her advice to Baima, which led to Baima leaving Xingcheng, would displease Ding Heng.

After all, judging from the current situation, his boss dotes on his younger sister and probably wouldn't like her leaving his side.

After finishing her meal, Wenjing got up to clear the dishes.

"I'll do it."

Ding Heng took the plate from the little rabbit: "Take a break."

Wenjing hesitated: "But..."

"But what 'but'? Go and rest."

Ding Heng picked up the bowls and plates and went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and the water gushed out.

A moment later, Lin Man came in, took the washed bowl from Ding Heng, and slowly wiped away the water stains with a dry cloth.

Ding Heng teased, "The young lady can wash dishes too?"

"Boss, please stop making fun of people."

Lin Man looked slightly aggrieved: "I'm not the kind of person who never lifts a finger."

Seeing that it was almost time, Lin Man took the opportunity to ask a question.

"boss."

"Ah."

"Are you really not angry?"

Why are you angry?

“I asked Baima to do this.”

Lin Man said worriedly, "If she really goes to film Huanzang, the time you two siblings will definitely decrease significantly in the future."

Ding Heng asked, "Since you could think of this, why did you give her such a bad idea?"

Faced with the questioning, Lin Man was speechless for a moment and silently wiped the bowl.

"Look at you..."

Ding Heng reached out his wet hand, pinched her cheek, and gently pulled it out: "You actually think that I want Baima to go out and participate in activities, but you're just not sure, right?"

Lin Man smiled shyly...

After all, she was one of Ding Heng's bedmates, and she did the most favors for him. She also heard the most complaints from him.

Regarding Baima, she had heard Ding Heng worry more than once that he was really ruining the little girl.

"You stupid fox! You clearly have something on your mind, but you don't dare to ask directly. Why do you have to beat around the bush? Isn't that a waste of effort?"

Ding Heng's muttering about the stupid fox doesn't mean Lin Man is truly stupid; it just means she always likes to act clever in certain matters.

Especially trying to figure out Ding Heng's thoughts!

For example, in the case of Baima, the foolish fox had his own calculations.

She thought Ding Heng would be satisfied, but she was also worried that he wouldn't.

That's why they wanted Baima to keep it a secret for now, and to see Ding Heng's attitude before deciding on the next steps.

This is what made Ding Heng both laugh and cry.

Lin Man's face was pinched until it was distorted, and she mumbled something under her breath.

"They're just afraid of being punished."

"Are you afraid of being punished, or do you see me as someone like your grandfather?"

Lin Man was speechless once again.

Ding Heng's rhetorical question was spot on.

Lin Man's maternal grandfather was the absolute authority in the Lin family. He didn't say many things directly, leaving the whole family to guess his thoughts as they lived their lives.

As the saying goes, "What the superiors do, the inferiors follow." In that kind of family environment, Lin Man gradually developed the habit of observing people's expressions and understanding their thoughts.

And he habitually applied this method to Ding Heng, feeling that it was safe and secure and would not go wrong.

Ding Heng released her cheek and said with emotion, "It seems you have quite a bit of childhood trauma. How about I think of a way to help you heal completely?"

Lin Man shuddered upon hearing this.

What does this mean? Is Ding Heng going to wipe out the Lin family for her sake?

"No need to trouble the boss, let my mom and I do it ourselves."

Lin Man ultimately didn't dare to trouble Ding Heng, and believed that her mother was capable of handling the situation.

"That's fine."

Ding Heng didn't insist, and finally advised, "Say what you want to say in the future. Learn from Yan hope and live a more relaxed life! Don't keep things bottled up inside and make yourself neurotic."

Lin Man lowered her head, and suddenly her nose felt sore and her eyes felt hot.

She blinked hard twice to force the moisture back down.

Ding Heng wiped his wet hands on his trouser leg, then raised his hand to wipe the corner of Lin Man's eyes.

"Stop crying."

"You didn't cry..."

"You're just like them, stubborn as a mule, aren't you?"

Ding Heng chuckled and turned the tap back on, preparing to wash the pot one last time.

"You've had a tough month in Hong Kong, so get some rest tonight. I won't bother you anymore."

"do not want!"

Lin Man took half a step forward, pressed her face against Ding Heng's back, and spoke in a soft, indistinct voice with a hint of sullenness.

"He just wants to be severely punished by the boss..."

Chapter 311: Two-Faced!

The Qingming Festival is just around the corner.

The rain drizzled down, and new greenery spread out in layers on Yuelu Mountain.

In previous years, around this time, the girls in the family would start making travel plans early on, but this year the atmosphere is noticeably different.

Lin Man and Wen Jing are always busy and never have time to do anything.

As for Zhao Yanxi, her mind is now filled with thoughts of her coffee shop. She leaves early and returns late every day, and her usual liveliness has been worn down considerably.

The one who changed the most was Baima.

She really seemed to be seriously planning to start her "tour guide" business.

First, he bought a new computer, then he bought a bunch of things online, and even bought a drone to practice aerial photography.

All the girls in the family were busy, leaving Ding Heng as the only one with nothing to do.

On Qingming Festival, Ding Heng refused the girls' offer to accompany him and only asked Lin Man to drive him to the entrance of the cemetery.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll be right back."

Lin Man nodded and watched Ding Heng walk into the cemetery alone.

There were many people in the cemetery during the Qingming Festival. Ding Heng squatted down in front of his mother's tombstone, pulled out a few weeds growing in the cracks, lit incense sticks and put them into the incense burner.

He squatted quietly for a while, muttering a few trivial things as usual, and finally wiped the water stains off the monument with his sleeve before getting up and leaving.

On the way back, as the car passed the old street entrance in the suburbs, Ding Heng told Lin Man to stop the car so they could visit her grandparents.

As soon as he arrived at the store, Ding Heng vaguely heard his grandmother's voice coming from inside the house. Her tone was louder than usual, but his grandfather immediately retorted loudly.

On such a holiday, the elderly couple are arguing!

Ding Heng continued walking inside. Xiao Tan, who was minding the shop, was taking a break and quickly gave Ding Heng a meaningful look when he saw him come in.

"The old couple are having a fight, so be careful."

"What's going on here?"

Ding Heng asked, puzzled, "At your age, what's there to argue about?"

“A few days ago, the factory organized a reunion for retired employees. I heard that my grandfather chatted a few more words with the factory's former beauty queen. After that, my grandmother was unhappy.”

As Xiao Tan was talking, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I listened to my grandma talk all morning about how my grandpa was a workshop manager when he was young. He had a bright future ahead of him, but he kept thinking about going to work in another city with the factory's most beautiful girl. Luckily, she stopped him, otherwise he probably wouldn't even have a retirement pension now!"

Ding Heng was speechless: "Is it really necessary?"

Xiao Tan shrugged, indicating that he didn't understand either.

Seeing that Ding Heng was about to go into the inner room to mediate the fight, Lin Man quickly grabbed his arm.

"Boss, where are you going? Don't make things worse!"

"Why don't you go in and say a few words of advice? I'm their grandson, after all. Do you think I'd just add fuel to the fire?"

"Boss, think about it..."

Lin Man reminded her, "What kind of situation are you in now? Aren't you afraid your grandmother will get angry and start nagging you about how your parents are like you?"

Ding Heng stopped in his tracks.

"Makes sense!"

He was persuaded by Lin Man to return the silver counter.