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

She felt utterly useless, lacking the courage to even argue with such incompetent and worthless people as Liao Fang and Feng Yan.

"But my Baima is too kind-hearted to hold it against you."

Ding Heng chuckled and said, "Here's what we'll do. I'll give you one night to think it over. If you can come to Baima tomorrow, kowtow and admit your mistake, and slap yourself twice, she might be able to buy your father's factory, which would be a way out for your family."

"what?"

Before Bai Ma could react, Ding Heng had already pulled her away.

The elder brother's hands were broad and warm, giving one a great sense of security.

……

It was almost 10 o'clock when I got home.

Wen Shu returned to her room, quickly washed up, and went to bed early.

Only Bai Ma and Ding Heng remained in the living room.

Ding Heng poured a glass of water and casually made a joke.

"I taught Liao Fang a lesson for you, shouldn't you feel relieved? Why are you still so down?"

"Brother..."

Baima took the water glass, but hesitated to speak.

"Ah."

“Wen Shu is clearly a year younger than me, but she is much better at handling things than I am.”

The little girl was feeling down.

"I'm such a useless person..."

"You are you, she is she, there's no point in comparing them."

"But I'm really useless..."

Seeing that Baima kept repeating self-doubt, Ding Heng simply gave her affirmation.

"You really are a piece of trash, in every way."

"Well……"

Baima curled up, hugging her knees, and buried her face even deeper.

"He's bad at studying, bad at his career, and can't even argue properly."

Ding Heng continued, "From any perspective, you are a complete waste of space, and it's good that you know that."

Baima gave a muffled "Oh," without refuting it.

"but……"

Ding Heng changed the subject, "You can continue to be a waste of time; you don't need to force yourself to change."

Baima raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

Ding Heng sat down, hugged the little girl, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Actually, as a good-for-nothing, you only need a little bit of self-confidence. To put it bluntly, you're not even on the same level as people like Liao Fang."

"Is there?"

Baima asked softly, her tone uncertain.

Ding Heng joked, "Have you ever thought that you own 49% of Hengbai Capital? Strictly speaking, you're practically the company's second-in-command now."

Bai Ma was stunned, as if she were a wooden chicken.

A few seconds later she realized what was happening and shook her head vigorously.

"Brother, don't tease me!"

Even if Baima is stupid, she wouldn't actually think of herself as the second boss of Hengbai...

"I'm not kidding you, I just want to tell you that you're very lucky!"

Ding Heng cupped the girl's face in his hands: "Your mother brought you down from the plateau and protected you for the first half of your life, ensuring you had enough to eat and wear. Then you met me."

Of course! Meeting a scoundrel like me isn't necessarily good luck. But at least I can guarantee you'll live a happy life for the rest of your days.

Baima remained silent for a long time, then wiped her eyes, which sparkled.

After coaxing Baima to sleep, it was already 1 a.m.

Ding Heng did not stay overnight at the villa. Long He had a shoot early the next morning, and as his "assistant," he couldn't keep his boss waiting.

Back in the hotel room, it was quiet. Long He, unaware that Ding Heng would return, had already gone to bed early.

Ding Heng didn't turn on the light. He found the sofa by the dim moonlight, sank into it, and poured himself another glass of wine.

I had just taken a sip when my phone vibrated in my pocket.

【Lucky Little Lady】: [Images][Images][Images][Images]

These are night scenes taken by Wen Shu during the three of them's outing, as well as occasional candid shots of him and Bai Ma.

[Ding Heng]: The technological progress is quite significant.

[Lucky Little Shu]: Thank you for the compliment, brother-in-law.

Ding Heng's lips curved slightly.

With just a few simple words, one can clearly feel that the "evasive" spirit has diminished considerably, and a hint of the former playfulness has returned.

What happened? He suddenly had an epiphany in just one night?

Five minutes later, Ding Heng's phone vibrated again.

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law, did you actually come to Chengdu to see me on purpose?

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

This girl is too meticulous; in some aspects, her sensitivity is no less than that of the vixen Lin Man.

[Ding Heng]: [Picking nose.jpg]

[Lucky Little Shu]: I bet my sister was worried and asked you to come and see me while you were there.

Ding Heng sighed softly again.

Not only is she meticulous and thoughtful, but she also knows how to give others a way out. She and Wenjing seem to be from completely different worlds.

But then she thought of their eldest sister, Wenwan, and it didn't seem so strange.

In the same family, there are three daughters with three different personalities.

[Ding Heng]: Just take it as such.

The conversation abruptly ended, and Wen Shu probably realized she had crossed the line, so she could only send an emoji to ease the awkwardness.

【Lucky Little Shu】: [Goodnight, little bunny.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Go to bed early.

A few seconds later, Wen Shu added another sentence.

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law, don't worry, I will take good care of Baima for you!

……

A month later, at the end of summer vacation.

During this period, Ding Heng spent most of his time with Long He, and occasionally took some time to accompany other girls.

As the competition on the toilet TV station progressed round by round, Long He's form gradually improved, and Ding Heng also dutifully served as his assistant.

That afternoon, the duplex was quiet.

Wenjing had just woken up from her afternoon nap and was curled up on the living room sofa, looking at recipes on her tablet.

The lingering heat of late summer hasn't passed yet; the sunlight outside the window is blindingly bright.

Wenjing lowered the room temperature by two degrees and was about to get up to pour a glass of water when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

Wenjing put down her tablet, walked over, and looked out through the peephole.

Wen Shu and Bai Ma.

Wenjing quickly opened the door.

"Sister-in-law!!"

Baima threw herself into Wenjing's arms first: "I missed you so much!"

Wenjing caught her, both amused and exasperated: "Didn't you say you wouldn't come back until school started?"

"Filming has been successfully completed ahead of schedule!"

Baima stepped out of Wenjing's arms, turned around, opened her suitcase, and handed over a few paper bags.

"Here, these are gifts for you, sister-in-law! Yak jerky, dried cheese, and a few pieces of old embroidery from Tibet."

Wenjing happily thanked her and then looked at her younger sister.

Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the younger sister wasn't as excited as her sister-in-law; she only called out softly.

"sister."

"Yes, come in, it's hot outside."

After entering the house and closing the door, Wenshu and Baima took turns recounting the interesting things they encountered while shooting footage.

More than half an hour later, Baima glanced at her phone and jumped up from the sofa.

"I still need to go to Sister Yan Xi's shop!"

"Are you going there now?"

"Well, it's not far anyway. You two sisters chat first, I'll be back later."

Baima waved her hand, ran out the door, and her footsteps quickly disappeared outside.

The living room fell silent.