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

Butler Chen's smile remained unchanged: "The boss asked me to tell you... it was a very pleasant collaboration with you, and we look forward to your even more brilliant performances in the future! And we hope you can go all the way on the 'Singer' stage and win the championship!"

Cooperation?

Is it that mysterious investor?

Long He suddenly became extremely vigilant. Just as she was hesitating whether to refuse, her good-for-nothing brother had already loaded her luggage into the car.

"Let's go, it's a seaside villa! Perfect, the hotel the organizers are staying at is really awful!"

"You... sigh..."

Long He sighed helplessly and had no choice but to follow.

After about a forty-minute drive, a wrought iron gate appeared ahead. The gate opened automatically, and the car continued to drive along the gravel path.

A few seconds later, the view suddenly opened up, and a luxurious white modern building stood quietly on the beach.

Long He let out a soft breath.

To be able to acquire such a highly private luxury mansion, her boss really has some skills.

Butler Chen did not follow them in; he simply handed the key to Long He and then politely took his leave.

"If you need anything, feel free to call anytime; someone will answer 24 hours a day."

The taillights of the van gradually disappeared among the palm trees. Longhe looked up at the villa in front of him again and suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Ding Heng".

"Ah."

"What do you think he's trying to do?"

Who cares?

Ding Heng reached out and snatched the keys from Long He's hand: "Let's go inside first. Are you going to stand here and feed the mosquitoes?"

The villa was even more spacious than Longhe had imagined. She walked around the first floor and finally stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly gazing at the sea.

Ding Heng came up behind her: "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Long He didn't turn around: "Why are you changing clothes?"

"You come to the beach but don't swim?"

"I……"

After a few seconds of silence, Long He turned and went upstairs: "Wait here, I'm going to change into my swimsuit."

When Longhe came downstairs again, Ding Heng looked very disappointed.

The brother was wearing a black one-piece swimsuit, simple in design, without any extra decorations, and certainly not sexy.

But since the brother himself has a good foundation, with a slim waist and long legs, he can still be considered somewhat acceptable.

"Go!"

She gestured with her chin towards Ding Heng: "Didn't you want to go swimming?"

Ding Heng remained silent, his gaze not blatant, but intensely focused.

Long He felt extremely uncomfortable: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I'm just sad."

"Sad for what?"

"My brother treats me like an outsider. There are so many bikinis in the room, but he won't let me see any of the nice ones!"

"Go! Go! Go……"

Long He rolled her eyes at him, then suddenly realized something.

How did you know there were bikinis in the room?

"I... cough cough cough...!"

Ding Heng coughed twice and quickly changed the subject.

"How's your swimming now? Do you want me to teach you later?"

"Do I need you to teach me?"

Longhe didn't take it seriously and turned around to push open the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Ding Heng followed her outside, stepping onto the scorching white sand and quietly feeling the sound of the waves.

The next second, he reached out and pushed.

Caught off guard, Long He fell backward and crashed into the water with a "plop".

"Help...no...brother...no...help me...ah..."

Playing in the water is physically demanding, even in a calm swimming pool, let alone in the ocean where the tides rise and fall.

Just as Ding Heng had predicted, his brother was still not good at swimming.

He walked over and picked Longhe up, placing her completely above the water. But she was still too frightened to open her eyes, and her little arms were flailing wildly as she cried for help.

She only tentatively opened her eyes when she was tired from struggling, and met Ding Heng's mischievous smile.

"You scared me to death! Quick, take me back home, I'm terrified!"

"It's okay, I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

Instead of taking Long He back, Ding Heng helped her up and put her in the water.

"No, no..."

Long He still didn't dare to let go of Ding Heng's neck, so Ding Heng had no choice but to wrap his arms around her waist from behind.

"Okay, I'm holding you, you can let go now, it's really okay."

Only after Ding Heng's repeated assurances did Long He slowly let go. After a while of cautiously getting used to it, he splashed his little arms in the water a couple of times and then showed a silly grin.

"Dude, this is so much fun!"

"Is it fun? Then I'll carry you and walk into a deeper area."

"Huh? Okay then, but don't let go!"

"Well, don't worry."

Holding Ding Heng, Long He didn't need to walk. Using the buoyancy of the seawater, he kicked his feet wildly in the water, fully experiencing the joy of playing in the water.

As the seawater nearly reached his chest, Long He's relaxed mood returned to tension, and he continued to urge Ding Heng to hold on tight and not let go.

However, as she played, she forgot her fear and started kicking and digging wildly, completely unaware that Ding Heng was constantly groping her from behind.

Long He suddenly asked, "Do you remember when I taught you to swim when you were little?"

Ding Heng replied, "How could I not remember? Back in that pond in our hometown, you were only a half-baked expert yourself, yet you dared to teach me. We almost drowned together."

"Who's half-baked!"

Long He retorted, "I did take swimming lessons back then, you know!"

"Can that swimming pool be compared to a wild pond?"

"I was only ten years old then, how could I have known..."

The two of them bickered back and forth, as if they had gone back to many years ago.

After soaking in the water for nearly an hour, Long He couldn't hold on any longer and climbed out of the water, wrapped himself in a towel, and sat on a deck chair on the shore.

She mustered her courage and shouted loudly.

"Ding Heng, come and apply some sunscreen for me."

"I'll apply it?"

"Aren't you my assistant?"

Ding Heng had no choice but to walk over and pick up the sunscreen that Long He had prepared earlier. Seeing her blushing face and her helpless expression, he felt like teasing her again.

He had Long He turn his back and began to apply the ointment to her smooth, white back with exceptional care.

Long He, who was expected to be shy again, lay there calmly, her body trembling slightly, but she didn't make any movement.

However, Long He still didn't react, only blushing deeply, and slowly opened his mouth after a while.

We're all brothers, stop being so wishy-washy, just hurry up and apply it, there's no one else around anyway!

"Really, anything is fine?"

"nonsense!"

After saying that, he lowered his head again, his expression one of resignation to death.

Long He's composure left Ding Heng somewhat at a loss, so he simply and obediently applied sunscreen to her and then took the initiative to help her tidy up her swimsuit.

"Get up..."

"Oh."

Perhaps because it didn't meet expectations, Long He's expression was a little unpleasant.

Ding Heng took two bottles of wine out of the refrigerator and handed them over.

Longhe took it and tilted his head back to drink a sip.

"Ding Heng".

"Ah."

"If the person who arranged this villa for me today really has feelings for me... what should I do?"

"What do you want?"

Faced with Ding Heng's question, Long He hesitated for the first time.

After a long while, she finally answered in a murmur.

“I used to think that if things went wrong, I could just quit! But when I actually got to this point, I realized that it wasn’t that simple. The contract was signed, the company was set up, and the team was assembled. If I said I was quitting, a whole bunch of people would lose their jobs.”

The sea breeze blew quietly, and the sound of the waves was regular and lingering.

Ding Heng continued teasingly, "Then just give in to him."