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

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: Hua Qing, don't you know how to hide when you're stealing food?!

There was no reply for a long time.

Just as Zhou Jiawei said... the fairy is very busy!

Chapter 313: Ding Heng's Revenge Script

The wedding was busy from morning till night. By the time all the procedures were completed and the festivities ended, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon.

Ding Heng and Lin Man bid farewell to the bride and groom and went to stay at the luxury hotel that Lin Man had booked in advance.

Lin Man had just finished showering and was curled up on the sofa applying body lotion when someone knocked on her door.

Ding Heng got up to open the door. Hua Qing was dressed in casual clothes and had no makeup on.

Lin Man turned around: "You're here? Perfect timing, come and help me apply some ointment to my back."

"Ah."

Hua Qing sat down next to Lin Man and took the body lotion from her to help her apply it.

"Why do I feel like you're... almost as quiet as Wenjing?"

Lin Man was already second only to Wen Jing among the girls, and with Ding Heng's efforts, she is now showing signs of a second development.

"Hehe, someone used to complain that my figure wasn't suitable for dancing when we were in school, now they're envious."

"Hmph, just a burden, who would envy that!"

While Hua Qing remained defiant, she suddenly exerted force on her hand.

"Hiss... Hua Qing, you're so petty, aren't you!"

Lin Man immediately turned around and retaliated, and started playfully fighting with Hua Qing on the sofa.

They are all tall, beautiful women with long legs and arms, and they all have dance backgrounds with excellent flexibility. Their bodies overlap and they come up with all sorts of exaggerated poses.

Ding Heng, as usual, sipped his whiskey, quietly enjoying the beautiful spring scenery that was rightfully his.

After things finally calmed down, Lin Man asked breathlessly, "How many more days do you plan to stay in Pengcheng?"

Hua Qing countered, "What about you two?"

Ding Heng chimed in, "If you have time, stay for two more days. If not, you can take a trip to Hong Kong or Portugal. It won't take up much time."

Lin Man turned her head to look at the man, and felt a warmth in her heart.

Besides attending the wedding, she had also planned to visit Lin Zemei during her trip to Shenzhen. Ding Heng's implication was that he was giving her plenty of time to arrange things.

Lin Man didn't say anything sentimental, she just turned around and grabbed Hua Qing's wrist: "Come on, we've come all this way to my hometown, let's go shopping! It's on me!"

Before Hua Qing could say no, Lin Man pulled her into the dressing room.

The two girls changed their clothes and prepared to go out. Hua Qing turned around and glanced at Ding Heng, her eyes questioning.

The man waved his hand at her, and she sighed helplessly, letting Lin Man pull her out of the room.

The door closed, and the room became quiet.

Ding Heng walked to the window and glanced down.

A BYD tram was parked in the shadow of a tree by the roadside, at an angle that offered a perfect view of the hotel lobby exit.

It's just an ordinary ride-hailing car, like any other car waiting for passengers.

Sure enough, a leopard can't change its spots.

Ding Heng grinned, turned around and took off the suit he wore to the wedding. After a quick wash and change into some casual clothes, he leisurely walked out of the room.

Take the elevator down to the lobby, walk through the revolving door, and slowly walk to the BYD car. Finally, open the rear door, bend down, and sit down.

The young driver in the driver's seat shuddered in fright, turned around and opened his mouth: "You..."

"take it easy."

Ding Heng yawned lazily: "Call your boss and tell him to come see me."

The driver gave an awkward smile and didn't say anything.

Ding Heng continued, "Since he sent you to keep an eye on me, he must have thought I would find out. You can't handle this kind of thing, so you might as well report it sooner rather than later."

The driver remained silent, but his hand unconsciously reached for his phone.

Ding Heng opened his phone screen: "It's 7:37 now. My wife and I went out shopping, and we've been gone for about three or four hours. If your boss wants to talk to me, it's best to do it now, otherwise there's nothing to talk about later."

After saying that, Ding Heng got out of the car, slowly returned to the executive lounge, ordered a glass of American tequila, and opened his phone to reply to the girls' messages.

Lin Man sent me a photo of a La Perla dressing room, where the two of them were standing in front of the same dressing mirror, each wearing a current season lingerie dress.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: Sister Qing said she didn't want to wear it, but I think it looks good on her. What do you think, boss?

[Ding Heng]: Whatever, just remember to be back before midnight.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: [The Fox Understands.JPG]

Ding Heng only put down his phone and looked ahead when he heard footsteps.

Lin Man's uncle, Lin Zefu, the apparent head of the Lin family, slowly approached.

The man, now over sixty, no longer walks with the steady gait of his youth, revealing a hint of impatience.

Ding Heng did not get up, but simply gestured for Lin Zefu to sit down and pushed the tequila he had ordered in advance over.

Lin Zefu pushed the wine away, indicating that he didn't need it.

Their attitude was very cautious, probably because they had learned from past mistakes.

Ding Heng asked jokingly, "Afraid I'll harm you?"

Lin Zefu said politely, "I'm an old man in my sixties. I get confused when I drink too much, and my body can't take it. Let's talk about business."

Ding Heng picked up his tequila and took a sip, then remained silent, waiting for the other person to bring up the subject.

Lin Zefu straightened his back and got straight to the point: "Mr. Ding, I'm here today to have a frank talk with you. Regarding Xiaoman's matter and my sister's matter, our Lin family can give you an explanation."

He first observed Ding Heng's expression, and seeing that the other party had no reaction, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue talking.

"There were indeed some improprieties in the family regarding what happened to Zemei in Xingcheng back then. My father is getting old and there are some things he doesn't want to talk about anymore, but as the eldest son, I won't renege on the debts I should bear. We will return Zemei's original properties and assets to her and her daughter at double the market value, with interest. As for how much compensation should be given to her husband since he is dead and cannot be brought back to life, we will do our best to compensate him."

Ding Heng put down his wine glass, gesturing for Lin Zefu to continue.

Lin Zefu softened his tone: "We don't mean anything by it, we just hope that we can still be a family. As for you, Mr. Ding, our Lin family doesn't dare to hope to have a son-in-law like you, but as long as you ask, the Lin family will provide money, manpower and effort without hesitation!"

Ding Heng understood, but did not rush to give an answer.

Lin Zefu's words conveyed essentially two meanings.

First: Out of respect for you, Ding Heng, the Lin family can let bygones be bygones with Lin Man and her daughter, and can even allow Lin Zemei to return to her position as a key member of the Lin family.

Second: The Lin family wants to know who the powerful figure behind Ding Heng is. If possible, they even want to curry favor with him and make an investment.

Seeing that Ding Heng remained silent, Lin Zefu went a step further and said, "Mr. Ding, I hope you don't underestimate the Lin family. We have survived wave after wave of storms, and we naturally have our own strengths."

Ding Heng chuckled: "It's thanks to XXX, isn't it? He really did a good job in Shenzhen those years!"

Lin Zefu's pupils suddenly contracted, completely dumbfounded!

Ding Heng continued to mutter to himself, "He's got a big, thick leg. If he takes a few more steps next year, your Lin family will be in heaven."

Lin Zefu didn't reply. His last shred of hope was completely shattered.

The Lin family's secret network, which they had been operating for over twenty years, was extremely well-hidden, and no one except him and his grandfather, Lin Fengnian, knew about it.

Unexpectedly, Ding Heng pointed it out so casually!

"but……"

Ding Heng then cautioned, "The higher he climbs, the more he wants to absolve himself of all responsibility. All those dirty deeds of your Lin family are trouble for him."

These words struck Lin Zefu squarely at his weak point.

This hidden network played a crucial role in enabling the Lin family to gain a foothold in Shenzhen.

But now, looking back on everything, it was a favor to the Lin family, but a burden to the other party!

Lin Zefu inhaled: "Is Mr. Ding warning me?"

"This is not a warning, and you have no right to be warned by me."

Ding Heng said dismissively, "Me? I'm protective of my own! Your niece has served me well, and I can't stand seeing her suffer any injustice. I always want to give her justice."

Lin Zefu's gaze was deep: "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple."

Ding Heng stated bluntly: "I can save face for the Lin family, but only if... you save face!"

Decent?

The two simple words struck Lin Zefu like a thunderbolt, sending a chill down his spine!

A strong intuition told him that if the young man in front of him wanted to crush him or the Lin family, it might be as easy as crushing an ant.

But why is he sitting here talking to me?

For Zemei's sake?

Or is it because they are somewhat wary of that relationship?

Lin Zefu suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and forced himself to keep his voice steady: "So... there's nothing else to talk about?"

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow and said teasingly, "What, do you have a granddaughter who's prettier than Lin Man? Or more capable than Lin Man? Someone who could be my secretary?"

"you!"

Lin Zefu slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, causing the cups and saucers to rattle!

The few guests scattered in the executive lounge were startled and turned to look.

Lin Zefu glared at Ding Heng, his chest heaving violently.

Ding Heng met his gaze, his eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.

Finally, Lin Zefu sat back down, his anger gradually subsiding, replaced by a weary calm.

"If that's all Mr. Ding thinks."