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

Long He: "!?"

She turned her head and glared at Ding Heng, suddenly filled with anger!

"you……"

The emotions churning within her were too complex.

Disappointment, anger, and overwhelming bitterness.

"Are you serious?"

"Forehead……"

Long He gripped the bottle tightly, then suddenly stood up, his voice rising abruptly.

"Ding Heng, you son of a bitch...!"

She stared intently at him, her eyes reddening.

Ding Heng looked up to meet her gaze, then stood up and took a step forward, so close that she could hit him with a single outstretched hand.

"brother."

Seeing that the joke had gone too far, Ding Heng changed the subject: "I was just kidding..."

Long He was stunned.

"rest assured."

Ding Heng grasped Long He's wrist: "I understand, brother, you're not that kind of person!"

Long He continued to stare intently at Ding Heng, his chest heaving violently.

"Dude! That's not funny at all."

"I know."

Ding Heng sighed softly: "Don't worry, no matter what the situation is, no matter who the other party is, as long as you don't want to, I, your brother, will be the one to rush ahead of you, even if it's the Emperor himself!"

Longhe's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Finally, she heard the answer she wanted to hear...

After swimming for more than an hour and experiencing intense emotional fluctuations, she felt slightly exhausted and collapsed back onto the beach chair.

"Are you still angry?"

Ding Heng leaned closer and grasped Long He's hand again.

"Grumpy."

Longhe turned his face away and gripped his brother's hand tightly!

Chapter 337: Daily Life with My Brothers

Long He stopped making a fuss, and Ding Heng's joke seemed to be blown away by the sea breeze.

"I'm going to take a shower; I'm covered in salt."

"Ah."

Ding Heng watched as Long He walked barefoot across the white sand into the outdoor shower area by the side door of the villa.

The sound of water rose, faintly audible through the palm leaves.

Back in the living room, Butler Chen had already prepared a sumptuous seafood feast.

Long He didn't have much of an appetite, but Ding Heng ate happily.

Midway through, Butler Chen approached and bowed slightly: "Miss Long, Mr. Ding, is there anything we need to prepare in advance for tomorrow's arrangements?"

Before Long He could speak, Ding Heng put down his chopsticks and gave his instructions.

"Just prepare a car."

"Okay, what are your preferences?"

"Something simpler."

"clear."

Butler Chen acknowledged and withdrew without asking any further questions.

Long He looked at Ding Heng with a puzzled expression: "Why do you look more like the boss than I do?"

Ding Heng remained expressionless: "Isn't this helping you make a decision? It saves you the trouble of thinking about it yourself."

"Is that so..."

Long He looked at him suspiciously, but ultimately didn't ask any further questions.

After finishing his meal, Long He stood up and said, "I'm going back to the hotel to discuss the song selection for the next episode with Sister Zeng."

"Now?"

"Yes, we agreed to video chat tonight."

"Okay, you go."

Ding Heng showed no intention of following and continued to enjoy his seafood feast.

Long He asked worriedly, "Are you sure you'll be alright on your own?"

What problem could I possibly have?

"I'm starting to suspect you might have a female confidante in Southeast Asia? Are you planning to sneak out to meet her?"

"Hey……"

Ding Heng chuckled: "I'm not that free, you go do your thing!"

Long He snorted softly and pushed open the door to leave.

Ding Heng poured himself a glass of red wine that had already been decanted.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the setting sun sinks below the horizon.

It's very quiet...

Surrounded by a large group of beautiful women, quiet was a rare treat for Ding Heng, and even made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He took a sip of his drink and picked up his phone.

The screen lit up, displaying several messages.

Zhao Yanxi sent a photo of her newly bought cat ear headband, which is so cute.

[Lucky Zhao]: Brother Ding Heng, you still haven't finished the task you assigned me...

[Lucky Little Zhao]: Waaaaah. [Kitten begging for mercy.jpg]

Wenjing sent me a photo of dinner: three dishes and a soup.

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: Yan hope really likes the new dish I learned today.

Ding Heng sent each of them an emoji in response, and was about to put down his phone when a caller ID suddenly popped up on the screen.

Lin Man.

Ding Heng pressed the answer button.

"Boss~"

Lin Man asked in a languid, cheerful tone, "Are you satisfied with the villa?"

Ding Heng chuckled: "It's alright, just a bit too flamboyant."

Is it extravagant?

Lin Man said with a hint of smugness, "They think it's just right. Boss, you're the big boss behind the scenes now. If you don't make a big splash, how will you get to sexually harass big stars in the future?"

Ding Heng chuckled: "You certainly know how to worry about me."

"Of course! She'll always be the boss's most considerate little secretary!"

Ding Heng was too lazy to argue with her, so he asked instead, "You called just for this?"

"Hmm... there's one more thing."

Lin Man's tone became more serious: "There's a situation with Baima."

"What's wrong with the little girl now?"

“She’s currently preparing for a new video and wants to film it in Hoh Xil. But Aunt Quzhen doesn’t seem to agree, thinking it’s too dangerous, so she’s planning to go secretly.”

Ding Heng listened without reacting.

"Let her be."

"Eh..."

Lin Man was taken aback: "Boss, aren't you worried?"

"What's there to worry about?"

Ding Heng said calmly, "She's not a child anymore. If she wants to go, let her go. Besides, even if Aunt Qu Zhen doesn't allow it, she'll definitely send someone to follow her secretly. Nothing will happen."

"Too……"

Since Ding Heng had made his decision, Lin Man would no longer interfere.

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

Ding Heng asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Hmm... Boss, you promised someone you'd come to Hong Kong for a few days. It's been so long, and we still haven't seen you."

The silly fox's tone was slightly resentful, but it was clear that she wasn't really angry; her tact was just right.

Ding Heng laughed out loud: "Don't worry, I won't forget you."

"Hmph, that's for the best. Boss, you should get some rest; people will miss you!"

"Ah."

"Muma!"