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

She looked down at her payment screen and suddenly realized something.

When did she start buying business class tickets without even blinking an eye?

The influence of Ding Heng was still too great, even though it was subtle.

Wen Shu put away her phone and smiled easily: "It's okay, my sister gives me pocket money every month, and I don't even have enough to spend."

That's the truth.

Wenjing would transfer a sum of money to her every month; it was all spare money that Wenjing herself had earned in the stock market.

But Wen Shu knew in her heart that all of her sister's funds ultimately came from the Ding family.

She has been studying finance for almost a year and has a basic understanding of capital operations.

Whenever I see the steadily increasing numbers in my sister's stock account, I can't help but wonder how my brother-in-law manages to make money without ever losing.

Is it really possible to open the third eye?

At the same time, in the living room of a duplex apartment in Xingcheng.

Ding Heng lay leisurely on the sofa, while Lin Man knelt beside him as usual, holding a tablet.

She gently swiped the screen and softly reported the itinerary for the next few days.

"Sister Hua Qing's performance in Hangzhou on May 3rd is on a fairly important international stage. Boss, should we all go and cheer her on?"

"I'm afraid that if she goes too much, she'll feel uncomfortable."

Ding Heng raised his hand and touched Lin Man's chin as if stroking a black bean: "Ask them one by one and see what their plans are. If they want to go, then they can go."

Lin Man squinted as she enjoyed Ding Heng's caresses, and continued to mutter.

"There's something else, Yan hope has been in some trouble lately."

"how?"

"Her coffee shop has been open for three months. Before, there was little competition nearby, and business was always good. Recently, several chain brands next door have started renovations, and she feels a lot of pressure. She's been sullen these past few days."

Ding Heng burst out laughing after hearing this.

Lin Man lowered her chin, raised her hand and gently patted Ding Heng's arm, speaking up for Zhao Yanxi.

"Boss, are you still laughing? Aren't you going to help Yan hope think of a solution?"

"You understand the laws of business better than I do, what can I do?"

Ding Heng shrugged: "If all else fails, why don't you have her connect with Brother X on a live stream and do a 360-degree spin?"

Lin Man was amused by Ding Heng, but was also speechless.

The longer she spent with Ding Heng, the stronger her intuition became.

My boss is still a college student, but he can do a lot of things that defy common sense.

For example, Hengbai Capital has developed rapidly in the past year, attracting the covetous eyes of many wolves and tigers, who also have powerful backers protecting them.

Every time, Lin Man felt a terrible headache, but after reporting it to Ding Heng, it wouldn't be long before the pack of jackals and tigers inexplicably turned into docile huskies.

She knew that Ding Heng had powerful connections and influence, but nowadays, many situations could no longer be explained simply by his background.

However, this is not something her secretary should be concerned about.

All she needs to do is work hard and do her job well, that's enough!

Two days later, Ding Heng was preparing to leave for Hangzhou. Lin Man had already flown back to Hong Kong to handle some business and was unable to accompany him.

He originally wanted to take the kitten out for a walk to relax, but Zhao Yanxi resolutely refused to leave, saying that she wanted to stay in Xingcheng and fight to the death with the soon-to-open Mou Xue, Mou Rui and Mou Di!

Seeing her high spirits, Ding Heng didn't press her further.

Baima also chose to stay and continue tinkering with her drone shooting skills.

In the end, only Wenjing embarked on the journey with Ding Heng.

Little Rabbit originally planned to stay in Xingcheng. She never really liked going out to join the crowds during holidays unless she was with everyone.

But seeing Ding Heng's retreating figure as he left alone, she felt guilty and eventually followed him to act as his personal nanny.

Upon arriving in Hangzhou, the hotel, which Lin Man had booked in advance, was a standard executive suite, more than enough for the three of them.

Wenjing went into the room to tidy up her luggage a bit and casually asked, "Should we go find Sister Huaqing soon? She should still be rehearsing, right?"

Ding Heng walked over, suddenly grabbed Wen Jing, and pulled her onto the sofa.

"No rush, let's wait a bit."

"The two of us..."

Wenjing, unable to move, looked slightly embarrassed: "What's there for us to do together?"

In her view, she and Ding Heng were already an old married couple, so there was no need to be too dramatic.

"Let's calculate the time..."

Ding Heng gently sniffed Wen Jing's neck, which smelled sweet and milky: "How long has it been since we've been alone together?"

Wenjing was taken aback by what was said, but upon reflection, it was indeed true.

There was always Zhao Yanxi at home, and when they went out, they were always in groups. In addition, Ding Heng didn't go to class much anymore.

Although we see each other every day, we hardly have any time or space to be alone together.

"Why bring this up..."

Wenjing's voice softened unconsciously.

Ding Heng turned Wen Jing to him and teased, "I suddenly realized that my Jing Jing is getting cuter and cuter."

Wenjing felt uncomfortable after being teased by Ding Heng's words and muttered to herself with her head down.

"Is there?"

"Yes, I have!"

Ding Heng reached out and pinched the little white rabbit's cheek: "Look at this face, it's gotten even rounder."

"Well……!"

Wenjing puffed out her cheeks: "So it's because you think I'm fat."

Where?

Ding Heng started to get restless, while Wen Jing offered only token resistance.

"I still have to see Sister Hua Qing later."

"It's okay, she still has some time for rehearsal."

"Can we wait for her to come back? I'm not used to being alone."

Wenjing hadn't had a one-on-one duel with Ding Heng in a long time, so she was inevitably a little unaccustomed to it.

"Is it because you're not used to it or can't handle it?"

"Um...can you not go too far?"

"Good boy, behave well!"

…………

On the other side of Hangzhou, Wen Shu was sitting at Xia Xiao's dining table.

Xia Xiao's parents are both from Hangzhou. Her father works for a foreign company, and her mother runs a small shop.

As an only child who was admitted to Peking University, Xia Xiao also received love and care from her whole family.

Xia Xiao's parents were overjoyed that their daughter brought her friends back to Hangzhou. To show their hospitality, they cooked a variety of dishes for Wen Shu over the past two days, making Wen Shu feel embarrassed by the amount of food.

After finishing their meal, Wen Shu helped clear the table, politely said goodbye to Xia Xiao's parents, and walked back to the hotel with Xia Xiao.

"Wenshu, you've seen most of the sights in Hangzhou these past two days."

As they walked, Xia Xiao asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to go to?"

Wen Shu's expression collapsed: "Don't even mention it. When you get there, it's just people everywhere, especially at West Lake... all you see are the backs of heads."

Xia Xiao smiled sheepishly: "It's May Day, you have to understand."

The two arrived at the hotel, a mid-range chain brand, not exactly luxurious, but just passable.

As she swiped her card to enter, Wen Shu caught a glimpse of something darting past the corner of the wall.

Xia Xiao has good eyesight. After seeing clearly, she immediately grabbed Wen Shu's arm, jumped onto the bed, and screamed loudly.

"Cockroaches! Cockroaches! Cockroaches!"

Wen Shu was startled by Xia Xiao's reaction, her expression a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

She walked over, stomped on the cockroach, then tore off a tissue, wrapped the corpse in it, and threw it into the trash can—her movements were fluid and graceful.

I grew up in a run-down old house with Wenjing, so we were used to cockroaches and such.

"It's done!"

"What's wrong with the hygiene of this hotel?!"

Xia Xiao patted her chest with lingering fear.

Wen Shu said apologetically, "There's nothing I can do. Rooms are hard to book during the May Day holiday, so I'll just have to make do."

It's not that it's really hard to book, but it's hard to book rooms at a regular price. Wen Shu didn't want to appear too extravagant.

Xia Xiao asked curiously, "I saw on your WeChat Moments that when you and your sister go out, don't you always stay in luxury suites at five-star hotels?"

Wen Shu was taken aback by the question.

A five-star hotel suite—she has enough money in her account to easily afford a few nights' stay.

But wouldn't that be too extravagant?

Even if you get into Peking University and live in a villa.

At heart, Wen Shu is still an ordinary girl who came from a family that favored sons over daughters. In addition, Wen Jing's influence over the years has given her an instinctive restraint when it comes to spending money, fearing that she will fall into the quagmire of "it is hard to go from extravagance to frugality".

Xia Xiao asked curiously again, "What do luxury suites in five-star hotels look like? The most expensive one my dad ever took me to was a standard double room at the Marriott..."

Wen Shu sensed a genuine longing in Xia Xiao's tone, and recalling the warm hospitality Xia Xiao's parents had shown her over the past few days, a thought stirred within her.