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

"what!?"

Wenjing was taken aback and asked, puzzled, "Why are you suddenly apologizing to me?"

"Because I know what you're worried about!"

Ding Heng spoke with utmost candor: "I admit, I'm a scumbag and a scoundrel, and Xiao Shu is getting more and more beautiful, so it's normal for you to be worried. Hua Qing's reaction at dinner yesterday was probably the same thing you were thinking."

Wenjing was struck by Ding Heng's blunt words and instinctively wanted to refute him, but then realized that no matter what she said, it would seem weak and powerless.

"I don't blame you for overthinking this, after all, the facts are there!"

Ding Heng sighed self-deprecatingly, then assured him, "But don't worry, Xiao Shu and I really have nothing going on. If you're still worried..."

"I believe you."

Wenjing blurted out, her words so decisive that even she was surprised.

Did she trust Ding Heng? The answer is yes!

Even though she still clearly remembers that Ding Heng once said that there would be nothing between her and Zhao Yanxi.

Ding Heng didn't say anything more and picked up his coffee cup again.

"Okay, then call Xiaoshu over."

"it is good……"

Wenjing took out her phone and sent a message to Wenshu.

An hour later, Wen Shu appeared in the hotel lobby.

A simple short-sleeved shirt paired with casual pants—just an ordinary college girl.

But her undeniable youthful energy and pretty face still made her stand out in the crowd.

Wenjing glanced at the scene from afar and finally realized a certain obvious problem.

Her younger sister has grown more and more beautiful, and is even comparable to her, Zhao Yanxi, Lin Man and others!

Seeing her sister and brother-in-law arrive in the lobby, Wenshu quickened her pace and called out in a clear voice.

"Sister! Brother-in-law!"

She naturally took Wenjing's arm and said regretfully, "If I had known you were also in Hangzhou, my classmate and I wouldn't have bothered with all this. We should have just come and mooched off your luxury suite."

Wenjing adjusted her mindset and gently patted Wenshu on the head.

"You wish! Stop being a third wheel."

"Hey, why did you hit me as soon as we met, sis?"

Wen Shu pretended to dodge, her laughter ringing out.

The three chatted and laughed as they drove away from the hotel.

When Chinese people come to Hangzhou, they always have to visit West Lake, regardless of whether the scenic spot lives up to its reputation, it's enough to satisfy their longing.

Wen Shu had already visited the area a couple of days ago, but she wasn't disappointed and enthusiastically acted as a tour guide for her sister and brother-in-law.

On the last day of the May Day holiday, the number of visitors to West Lake was not as exaggerated as in the previous days, but it was still not deserted.

Ding Heng drove to the vicinity of Bai Causeway. After getting out of the car, the three of them strolled slowly along the lake shore, stopping from time to time to take photos.

When they passed by a Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) experience store, Wenshu took Wenjing's hand and ran over.

"Sis, I saw online that this clothing store has a really high rating. Let's give it a try."

Before Wenjing could speak, the shop owner warmly greeted them and, seeing the striking resemblance between the two, offered to help.

"Are you two sisters? Would you like to try the Green and White Snake sister makeup and styling? Our clothes are made of the best materials, and they're perfect for taking great photos!!"

"This……"

While Wenjing was still hesitating, Wenshu had already pulled her into the store.

"Oh, it's no harm to give it a try. It's a rare opportunity to come to West Lake."

Ding Heng followed behind, quietly acting as a follower, without offering any opinions from beginning to end.

Upon entering the store, the proprietress subconsciously judged the two sisters based on their height, appearance, and temperament, handing the Bai Suzhen costume to Wen Shu and the Xiaoqing costume to Wen Jing.

Wenjing looked at the blue dress in her hand and said awkwardly, "That boss... I'm the older sister."

The proprietress quickly apologized, "Oh, I'm so sorry! It was my fault for misjudging you."

Wen Shu joked, "Who told you to be so cute, sister? But since they've already brought them out, let's just make do with these."

"This……"

Wenjing was clearly unwilling and unable to let go of her identity as the older sister.

"Sis~ just let me take advantage of you this once! Let me be the older sister this time."

Wen Shu hugged Wen Jing's arm sweetly and coquettishly, then turned to Ding Heng and asked, "Brother-in-law, what do you think?"

Ding Heng raised his hands in surrender: "I dare not say anything out of line, you decide for yourselves."

Yesterday's misunderstanding has left Wenjing still conflicted, and he dares not get involved.

Wen Shu turned back and stared longingly at Wen Jing.

Stare~ Stare~

Under her sister's expectant gaze, Wenjing finally gave in, picked up her blue dress, and went into the inner room.

Wen Shu smiled broadly and quickly followed him inside.

About forty minutes later, the curtain was drawn back.

First was Wen Shu, dressed in a plain white long dress with a sheer veil over it and a silver ribbon tied around her waist.

Although her features resemble Wenjing's, her temperament is gentler, and with the help of makeup, she resembles a pure white lotus, untouched by worldly dust.

Then there was Wenjing, wearing a light blue-green long dress, brighter in color than Wenshu's, and shorter in hem, revealing her fair calves.

Her long hair was braided into two braids that hung down in front of her chest, and her face was flushed with reluctance. Combined with her round and cute face, she showed a bit of girlish innocence and naivety.

The only thing that breaks the immersion is the overly exaggerated and full curve, which is too eye-catching!

Xiao Qing is really not small at all...

"Is it pretty?"

Wenjing took the initiative to ask, her tone expectant.

Ding Heng didn't speak, but glanced at the two sisters in turn and silently gave them a thumbs up.

Awesome!

Wen Shu took Wen Jing's arm again: "Come on, sis—...oh no, now I'm the older sister and you're the younger sister! Come on, little sister, I'll take you to the lake to take pictures."

Wenjing felt helpless and silently cooperated.

On the shore of West Lake in the afternoon, young women dressed in light blue and white Hanfu dresses attracted the attention of many tourists.

Wen Shu didn't mind at all, while Wen Jing seemed a little reserved, occasionally hiding behind Ding Heng to avoid his gaze...

The three of them strolled around for about an hour, and as dusk fell, a light drizzle began to fall on the lake.

At first it was just a few drops, but it quickly turned into a light drizzle.

The tourists dispersed, and Ding Heng escorted the two sisters as they ran into a lakeside teahouse to take shelter from the rain.

The teahouse was small, but it was elegantly decorated.

At first, the owner said he did not receive outside guests, but after exchanging a few words with Ding Heng, he respectfully invited the three of them into a private room on the second floor, speaking very politely.

The three of them took off their shoes and sat down. The view outside the window was of the lake, and the misty rain finally revealed a bit of the West Lake's charm.

Wen Shu asked curiously, "Brother-in-law, do you know the boss?"

Ding Heng replied with a smile, "I wouldn't say we know each other."

"So you paid?"

"It doesn't count."

"Then why did he entertain you? This looks like a private club or something."

Why ask so many questions?

……

Seeing Wen Shu and Ding Heng talking non-stop, Wen Jing couldn't get a word in edgewise and felt inexplicably uneasy.

The waiter brought over a pot of Longjing tea and several plates of pastries, and was about to close the door and leave when Wenshu got up and followed him.

"Could you please take me to the restroom?"

For a moment, only Ding Heng and Wen Jing remained in the private room.

The rain was pattering outside the window.

Wenjing had little interest in appreciating the scenery and kept tugging at her collar.

Ding Heng asked with concern, "Are you bored?"

"Fortunately."

Wenjing said shyly, "It's just a little tight."

Her movement of pulling at her collar was so forceful that her elbow accidentally bumped into a teacup on the table, spilling tea onto the hem of her turquoise skirt.

"Ugh!"

Wenjing cried out in alarm, quickly stood up, shook off the water, and her face fell: "Oh no, oh no, we still have to return it, what are we going to do..."

Ding Heng remained unhurried: "Don't worry, I've already bought it."

Wenjing stopped what she was doing: "You've already bought it?"

"Well, I thought it would be too much trouble to return them, so I just bought both sets. The shop even gave me a discount, so it wasn't expensive."

Wenjing pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

Based on the prices of Hua Qing's custom-made Hanfu, this kind of material and workmanship would cost at least four or five thousand yuan per set, and two sets would cost over ten thousand yuan.

For Ding Heng, it was indeed not expensive.