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

Zhao Yanxi also fell silent, picked up a piece of beef and took a big bite.

Wenjing was the only one who didn't compete or fight; she was quiet and even offered to refill everyone's tea.

Ding Heng sighed... The little rabbit is still the most considerate.

It was past 11 p.m. when we finished our late-night snack.

Ding Heng arranged for Long He to stay in a suite on the 28th floor, while he, Wen Jing, and Zhao Yanxi drove back to their duplex.

In front of the elevator, going up and down, Zhao Yanxi didn't forget to shout something loudly.

"Brother Ding Heng, Wenjing and I just bought two new JK uniforms. We'll wear them for you when we get back!"

The elevator doors closed, and Long He's face darkened.

back home.

After changing into her slippers, Wenjing asked, "Shall we take a shower together tonight?"

Ding Heng shook his head: "Wenjing, you can sleep in your own room tonight, you don't need to come over."

"what?"

Wenjing glanced at Zhao Yanxi, hesitated, then nodded obediently and quickly went upstairs.

Only Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi remained in the living room.

Ding Heng sat down on the sofa and looked up at Zhao Yanxi.

"Tell me, how's the task I assigned you going?"

Zhao Yanxi stood there, her gaze unfocused, and stammered as she spoke.

"Um... I... I wanted to say this today, but it's really hard to say, Brother Ding Heng... Please give me some more time so I can mentally prepare myself..."

Ding Heng raised his hand and pulled the girl into his arms, then slapped her hard with his palm.

"Kittens that don't complete their tasks will be punished."

"Waaah..."

Zhao Yanxi shuddered in pain and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Then how do you want to be punished?"

"Didn't you say you were going to change your clothes for me? Go change first."

Ding Heng sneered, "There's still plenty of time, no rush."

Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but shudder again.

Of course she knew what "punishment" would mean, and she was sure to be in trouble again tonight, especially since Wenjing was there to share Ding Heng's anger with her.

At the same time, a strange feeling quietly rose in her heart, an expectation she was ashamed to admit.

She slowly walked upstairs, took out the JK uniform, dawdled as she changed, and then looked at herself in the mirror.

If I keep failing to complete the task, will I be punished indefinitely?

The kitten stood in front of the mirror, its cheeks flushed, and began to daydream.

Chapter 336: The Sea, Brothers, Swimsuits!

The next morning.

Ding Heng stood in front of Long He's room and knocked twice.

The door opened faster than expected.

Long He had already changed into a simple travel outfit, with no makeup, and looked neat and tidy.

But the lingering anger from yesterday hadn't completely dissipated, and she glared fiercely at Ding Heng, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"You're here so early? Shouldn't you spend more time with your two girlfriends?"

Before she could move aside, Ding Heng reached out and pushed the door open, squeezing in sideways.

Long He staggered back half a step as he was pushed, and clicked his tongue twice in dissatisfaction, but did not deliberately stop him.

Ding Heng coaxed her gently, "Don't be angry, I already taught her a lesson last night!"

"lesson?"

Long He paused and turned around.

Her expression was subtle, as if she had guessed something but wasn't quite sure.

As expected, Ding Heng's smile was enigmatic.

Long He's pretty face quickly flushed red, and certain images uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

Her face flushed, and she grabbed a nearby cushion and threw it at Ding Heng.

"Can't you be serious for once?!"

Ding Heng caught the cushion and casually put it back on the sofa, looking innocent.

"It was you who insisted on asking."

Long He wanted to curse, but hesitated for a long time and then swallowed it back.

She knows her brother too well... If she argues with him, she'll only end up getting herself killed by anger.

After a short rest, the two left the hotel room.

As the elevator descended, Long He suddenly spoke up: "By the way, today we're not flying regular flights, it's a private jet. You've never been on one before, have you?"

"Wow!"

Ding Heng feigned surprise, completely devoid of emotion.

"no way……"

Long He raised an eyebrow smugly: "You have your own private jet at twenty-two, brother, you can benefit from that."

Ding Heng was speechless, so he simply joked, "Your boss is really generous."

"you do not say!"

Long He pressed further, "That's why I asked you to investigate him. Is there any new information about your rich sister?"

Ding Heng remained expressionless: "There's no new information for now; the person is still in Europe and hasn't returned."

After listening, Long He's expression remained indifferent, and he let out a soft sigh: "I wonder when I'll finally get to see the real person."

Ding Heng then asked, "What, you're planning to thank him in person?"

"I wouldn't call it gratitude, I just wanted to get to the bottom of things. Otherwise, I'd always feel uneasy, like I'm having a lot of trouble knowing what's going on."

Long He said seriously, "It's still the same question. What is he after? He's spending so much money without making any demands. There are plenty of people who sing better than me, why does he have to promote me?"

Since the day the contract was signed, these issues have been troubling Longhe for more than half a year.

She wouldn't be at ease until she figured it out...

Ding Heng suddenly leaned forward, his whole body pressed against Long He, clearly feeling the warmth of his brother's breath.

"What if he insists that you thank him?"

He smiled casually: "For example... in some special way?"

Long He turned his head and met Ding Heng's gaze directly, his heart racing once again.

She reacted quickly, raising her hand to push Ding Heng away with a swift and decisive movement.

"Don't be so irresponsible once you get on the plane."

She tried to make herself look fierce, but she lacked any real confidence.

So after boarding the plane, Ding Heng still sat close to Long He, occasionally interacting intimately or making physical contact.

Everyone would glance at the two of them every now and then, then quickly look away, pretending they hadn't seen anything.

Ding Heng had been by Long He's side for almost two months. Everyone was neither blind nor stupid, so they could naturally see through his deception.

And finally understood whose back door Ding Heng was referring to when he said "going through the back door".

However, no one will take the initiative to expose it.

After all, the salaries that Longhe paid them were among the top in the entire industry.

Nobody wants to lose their job for being talkative, and nobody would be foolish enough to spread it around.

However, some unfounded posts still appeared on Weibo.

Fortunately, Longhe's PR team was not to be underestimated; every time something showed signs of trouble, it was quietly suppressed.

Longhe paid them such high salaries... or rather, Ding Heng paid them such high salaries, it wasn't like they were just sitting around doing nothing.

When the plane landed in a Southeast Asian country, it was afternoon local time.

Longhe's schedule wasn't too tight because he was going to perform at a local Chinese music festival.

There was one show that evening, and another one on the third evening, with more than a day of free time in between.

The first night's performance went smoothly.

After leaving the stage, Long He prepared to get into his car and return to the hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance, a young woman in a black suit dress came to greet me.

Short hair, neat and capable, with exquisite yet understated makeup.

"Savadica!"

She bowed slightly, her attitude polite and respectful: "Hello, Miss Longhe, I apologize for bothering you. My surname is Chen, you can call me Butler Chen."

Long He's eyes suddenly turned wary.

Butler? Whose butler?

"My boss has arranged accommodations for you for the next two nights!"

Butler Chen smiled professionally: "It's a seaside villa with excellent privacy; you won't be disturbed by anyone. The vehicle is ready; you can go there now if it's convenient for you."

Who is your boss?

"Sorry, it's not convenient to disclose that information!"